Gao Leng Xueba lures Xiao Nuanmeng

Chapter 231 If I Don't Cry, You Don't Have Something to Do
When Liu Xi was kidnapped, the Hu family failed to rescue her in time, causing her to fade away.In order to appease the Liu family's anger, the Hu family promised to agree to their request unconditionally.

For more than ten years, except for Hu Qiaoguang, the Liu family and the Hu family have hardly had any intersection.Now, Huayan took the initiative to contact the old man of the Hu family.It seems that it is time to fulfill this promise.

The rules of the Hu family cannot be changed, but the promise must also be fulfilled.

After careful consideration, Hu Leijun agreed to Huayan's request and let Hu Qiaoguang marry Cheng Moqiong.

Anyway, that little girl will die at any moment, and after she dies, Qiao Guang can still marry the daughter of the Li family.

You can have both fish and bear's paw.

With Hu Leijun's permission, Hu Qiaoguang actively prepared for his wedding with Cheng Moqiong.But what Cheng Zhuqiong had to do was go to school and raise a baby.

Living alone, Cheng Moqiong didn't pay much attention to her health.Long-term malnutrition and multiple injuries and shocks made her very thin.

The baby has been in her belly for more than 3 months, and there are not many traces.Cheng Haoqiong felt that the wedding would be held in two months, and her belly would not be obvious.

So, they happily decided to hold the wedding after the college entrance examination.

Cheng Moqiong would go back to Yuancheng every month during the monthly vacation.Although she lived in Liu's house every day when she was in school, it was more free for the two of them to stay in their own den.

The sunshine in April is just right, neither cold nor hot.The continuous drizzle has stopped, and the rough rainstorm has not yet woken up. Only the gentle breeze blows the fragrance of April.

Cheng Moqiong lay on Hu Qiaoguang's lap, lazily enjoying the light kiss of the morning light.

They are getting married in less than two months.Cheng Haoqiong remembered a very serious matter, and asked anxiously: "Old Guang, aren't you old enough to get the certificate?"

With slender fingers running through the long black and smooth hair, he lowered his head and looked at her dotingly, "In Tahiti, 20 years old is enough."

20 years old?Cheng Moqiong frowned, "What about me? I'm not yet 18."

"Fool, you will be 6 years old on June 12th."

"But doesn't Tahiti have to be 20 years old to get a certificate?"

"Girl, 18 years old is enough."

"Oh."

Cheng Moqiong closed her eyes in satisfaction and continued to doze off, while Hu Qiaoguang, who was staring at her, became more and more worried.

She has asked this question many times.Recently, she kept asking the same question over and over again.A lot of things just happened, she forgot in a blink of an eye.

Hu Qiaoguang caressed her pale little face with regret. Has her condition worsened?
"Hmm..." The sleeping person frowned in pain and uttered uneasy dreams.

When she was awake, Cheng Moqiong would try her best to hide the torment of the headache.Only when she fell asleep would she unconsciously groan in pain.

She thought she was covering up enough, but she didn't know that Hu Qiaoguang, who slept next to her every night, had already been stabbed in the heart by her pain.

Hu Qiaoguang searched for well-known brain doctors at home and abroad to find a way to treat her.

However, all the doctors concluded in a very unanimous tone, only to wait.Wait for her life to end freely.

Hu Qiaoguang clenched his fists tightly. He hated himself very much, hated himself for not being able to protect her well, hated himself for not being able to help the one he loved.

The frowning little face suddenly shook his head desperately, as if he had dreamed of something terrible, "Don't...don't!"

Sensing Cheng Moqiong's uneasiness, Hu Qiaoguang stretched out his hand to hug her, embraced her, and comforted her softly: "Little Chengzi, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here..."

Tears slid down her cheeks from the corners of her eyes, Cheng Moqiong opened her tearful eyes, and asked sadly, "Old Guang, can you contact Zhen Ping for me?"

He had asked Zhen Ping to ask for leave to come back to their engagement banquet before, so he must have a way to find her.

"En." The slender fingers gently wiped away the tears on her face, and asked worriedly, "What happened?"

Cheng Haoqiong swallowed her saliva in shock, her eyes were full of anxiety, "I dreamed that something happened to Zhen Ping..."

"It's just a dream. Dreaming is often the opposite of reality."

Holding the clothes on his chest with his little hand, he begged anxiously: "Can you help me find her, okay? Otherwise, I won't be able to feel at ease."

"it is good."

Hu Qiaoguang called his good friend Luo Jiguang.

Cheng Moqiong watched his eyes gradually become serious, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

After Hu Qiaoguang hung up the phone, he was hesitating whether to tell her the truth when Cheng Moqiong's cell phone rang.

He breathed a sigh of relief, "Go and answer the phone first."

Cheng Haoqiong nodded, picked up the phone on the table, and pressed the answer button.

"Chengzi..." As soon as the call was connected, the person on the other end couldn't wait to cry, "Ping'er..."

The person on the other side couldn't help crying, and Cheng Moqiong couldn't help but twitch her heart, "Yaoyao, tell me slowly, what happened to Zhen Ping?"

"Ping'er... she died... when she was on a mission..."

Cheng Haoqiong thought that she was hallucinating, and asked incredulously, "What?"

"Ping'er... is dead... woo woo woo..."

Uncontrollable tears burst out of the embankment, and Cheng Moqiong choked up, "Yaoyao, stop joking..."

"Oranges... are real..."

The two were on the phone, listening to each other's crying, the more heartbroken they were.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Moqiong leaned into Hu Qiaoguang's arms, tightly wrapping around his waist, "Old Guang, is it the same as what you asked just now?"

"kindness."

"Why is it so sudden?"

"Her actions were leaked and ambushed."

Her whole body was trembling because of sobbing, "Zhen Ping, she's only so young...she's still very young!"

Hu Qiaoguang stretched out his hand and gently stroked her back, comforting her, "Little Chengzi, don't be so emotional, it's not good for the baby."

"Well... But, I can't help it..."

A surge of liquid rushed out of the nasal cavity, and Cheng Zhuoqiong inhaled forcefully, but couldn't stop it.

The strong smell of blood permeated the huge room, Hu Qiaoguang lowered his head in doubt, and held Cheng Moqiong's face in his hands, the bright red on his lips hurt his eyes.

Hu Qiaoguang pretended to be relaxed and said, "Little Chengzi, you have a nosebleed again."

"Well, I'm going to wash my face."

Cheng Haoqiong let go of her hand, and within a few steps, her head felt a little heavy, and her legs gave way and she fell to the ground.

Hu Qiaoguang has been observing her actions, and when he saw that she was about to fall, he quickly caught her.

Cheng Moqiong slept for several days, and when she woke up, she found herself in the hospital again.

The person who was so tired that he was lying on the bedside and sleeping soundly had haggardness written all over his face.

Cheng Moqiong sat up, wanting to pick up the quilt and cover him.

Hu Qiaoguang opened his eyes, saw that she had woken up, and said happily, "Little Chengzi, you're awake."

"En." The little hands wrapped around his neck tightly, "Old Guang, I'm sorry..."

"what happened?"

Cheng Moqiong's eye circles couldn't help turning red, "I'm sorry, I always make you worry about me..."

Hu Qiaoguang gently held her face, and said affectionately: "Fool, what are you talking about?"

"I……"

"Don't say it."

Warm lips fell on her lips, and the words that came to her lips were blocked between her lips and teeth.

Human emotions are delicate.Although they didn't get along with Zhen Ping for a long time, Zhen Ping's departure was an extremely cruel and sad news to them.

Zhen Ping's ashes crossed the ocean and returned to Luocheng.Cheng Haoqiong and the others didn't know who Zhen Ping's relatives were, so they decided to bury her between Zhen Ping's father and her mother without authorization.

For Zhen Ping's funeral, there were only her, Lin Yaoyao and Liu Shu.

Everyone's eyes were red, watching the last items belonging to Zhen Ping buried in the cold ground.

In the black-and-white photo on the tombstone, Zhen Ping's bright smile will always be fixed at the young age of 19.

Lin Yaoyao leaned against Liu Shu's arms, sobbing sadly: "Liu Shu, tell me, does Ping'er live with Zhen's father and her mother now?"

Liu Shu swallowed the sourness welling up in his nostrils, and nodded slightly, "En."

Two lines of clear tears hung on the pale little face, bursting out from the lacrimal gland continuously.

Hu Qiaoguang worried that Cheng Moqiong would be overly sad if he stayed here, which would stimulate her condition, and persuaded her to leave early.

The cemetery in Luocheng is very empty and quiet, and no one dares to come in to destroy the tranquility here.

Hu Qiaoguang asked Xiong to go to the parking lot and drive the car to the front door to wait for them, while he walked slowly with Cheng Moqiong.

"Senior Overseas Chinese, Xiaoqiong."

Cheng Moqiong was immersed in the sorrow of the farewell, and when she heard a familiar voice in front of her, she raised her eyes and looked, "He Xin?"

With He Xin's figure blocking the narrow path, Hu Qiaoguang frowned impatiently, with a hint of disgust flashing undisguisedly in his eyes.

Although I haven't seen her for a long time, the circle of high society is so small, the matter about Cheng Zhuqiong and Hu Qiaoguang is not a secret at all.

His eyes that were no longer cool and cold swept Cheng Mu Qiong's slightly protruding belly, "Xiao Qiong, congratulations on getting ready to marry your son."

Cheng Moqiong didn't have the energy to deal with her so much because of her charming voice, so she said coldly, "If there's nothing wrong, please get out of the way."

He Xin didn't seem to notice her displeasure, and said to herself: "Xiao Qiong, you have changed. You were very kind before, and you would never talk to me so coldly..."

This hypocritical face is disgusting to look at, Hu Qiaoguang asked disdainfully: "What do you want?"

It's rare that senior Qiao took the initiative to talk to himself!He Xin immediately showed a happy smile, and said to Hu Qiaoguang coquettishly, "There is someone who wants to catch up with Xiaoqiong, please let me take her there."

Cheng Haoqiong frowned suspiciously, "Who?"

"You'll know when you get there." He Xin said while running over, trying to snatch Cheng Moqiong from Hu Qiaoguang's arms and hold her arm.

Hu Qiaoguang pushed her aside in disgust, "Get lost."

He Xin took a step back, managed to stabilize her feet, her lovely eyes were full of grievances, "Senior Qiao, how could you treat me like this..."

Damn, come over and hold your arm, and take the opportunity to pinch yourself.Uncle can bear it, aunt can't bear it!She has had enough of running to disgust herself over and over again!
Cheng Moqiong didn't care about the tears hanging in the corner of her eyes, and shouted in a nasal voice: "He Xin, you are enough! Are you sick!"

"Xiao Qiong, how can you say that about me? I was just entrusted by others."

Cheng Moqiong took a deep breath, not even wanting to glance at her from the corner of her eyes, "Disgusting white lotus, I was really blind before."

"Let's go." Hu Qiaoguang carefully hugged Cheng Moqiong in his arms, lest some fly hurt his big and small treasures.

The two walked around her and continued towards the gate.

After a while, don't you know what I want to do.Ah……

Seeing the backs of the two embracing each other intimately, a sinister smile curled up on the corner of He Xin's mouth.

She crossed her arms and followed them far away with twisted steps.The sharp high-heeled shoes clicked loudly on the hard floor.

Because of He Xin's sudden jumping out, Cheng Moqiong's sadness temporarily subsided a lot.

The two walked to the corner, and a group of ill-intentioned people blocked their way again.

The shadow of being surrounded that time has not disappeared, Cheng Moqiong curled up in Hu Qiaoguang's arms in horror, "Old Guang..."

Putting his big hand on the back of her head, he softly comforted her: "Don't be afraid."

He didn't pay attention to this group of people.Hu Qiaoguang's eyes flickered coldly, and he swept across the group of young people one by one.

"What do you want?"

"Hu Qiaoguang, long time no see."

Liang Yuzhao came out with a cigarette that was about to burn out, smiling, and said provocatively.

Seeing this familiar figure, Cheng Moqiong looked at him puzzled, "Liang Yuzhao?"

It turned out that the person I saw that day was really him.

Liang Yuzhao turned his attention to her, "En? Cheng Moqiong, shouldn't you be very excited to call me the male god senior, right?"

The thin figure slowly approached the two of them, and the dagger in his hand patted his palm, "It seems that you are the same as He Xin. If you get rich, you will forget me, poor fool."

Hu Qiaoguang stared at him vigilantly, "Liang Yuzhao, what do you want?"

Liang Yuzhao shrugged his shoulders, pretended to be harmless and said, "I don't want to do anything, I just want to settle accounts with you."

"Are you sure you can afford the consequences of provoking me?"

Liang Yuzhao hooked the corners of his mouth, and said indifferently, "I'll die."

"Brother Zhao, don't talk nonsense with them, hurry up and do it."

His cold eyes glanced at the two of them, and they nodded triumphantly.

The six people surrounding them rushed up immediately after receiving Liang Yuzhao's signal.

Hu Qiaoguang let go of his hand and protected Cheng Moqiong behind him, "Little Chengzi, stand aside."

"Well, be careful."

Cheng Moqiong stared at Hu Qiaoguang nervously, for fear that he would be hurt by these bad guys.

Although his health is not very good recently, this group of people is not his opponent at all. Hu Qiaoguang beat five people to the ground in two or three hits.

One of them saw that he couldn't get close to Hu Qiaoguang, so he wanted to attack Cheng Moqiong.

Seeing someone rushing towards her, Cheng Moqiong turned slightly to avoid his attack, and was about to give him a heavy hammer backhand, only to realize that her hand could not lift any strength at all.

Cheng Moqiong's hands were clamped behind his back, struggling feebly, unable to move at all, "You let go..."

Hearing Cheng Moqiong's voice, Hu Qiaoguang turned around anxiously, seeing that she was tightly restrained, he comforted her, "Little Chengzi, don't move around."

Hu Qiaoguang directed at the person behind her and ordered coldly, "Let her go!"

The man looked like an idiot, and laughed, "Let her go? Are you awake?"

Liang Yu summoned him to focus all his attention on Cheng Zhuqiong, got up from the ground, and rushed towards Hu Qiaoguang with a knife.

Sensing that Liang Yuzhao was rushing towards him behind Hu Qiaoguang, Cheng Moqiong exclaimed nervously: "Old Guang, be careful!"

Hu Qiaoguang turned around and wanted to raise his hand to block him, but he didn't expect that his hand, which had already started to numb, was out of control at all.

The sharp point of the knife was inserted straight into the upper left part of the abdominal cavity, and as the blade was pulled away, bright red blood splashed out from the wound.

Liang Yuzhao proudly swung the blood-stained dagger from side to side, and said with a disdainful smile: "After taking anesthesia, you can still last for so long. I really can't underestimate you."

Hu Qiaoguang clenched his teeth, raised his fist vigorously and hit him in the face, throwing Liang Yuzhao to the ground.

Cheng Moqiong couldn't see clearly that Hu Qiaoguang, who had his back to her, had already been stained red with blood on the white shirt in front of him.

However, when Liang Yuzhao stood up staggeringly from the ground again and kicked Hu Qiaoguang to the ground, the pool of red hurt her eyes.

Tears dripped down on the ground like broken beads, Cheng Moqiong struggled to rush to Hu Qiaoguang's side, and shouted in grief, "Old Guang..."

Liang Yuzhao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stepped on Hu Qiaoguang's chest, and looked at him condescendingly, "I want to get your baby back, and redeem it with 200 million."

Eyes full of pain stared at him firmly, and squeezed out four words through the teeth with difficulty, "Don't hurt her."

Liang Yuzhao sneered, and gave him a heavy foot in the stomach, "Take her away!"

Cheng Moqiong, who was unable to struggle, was roughly dragged away by them, "No, let me go! Old Guang...Old Guang..."

Watching Cheng Zhuqiong's figure disappear little by little with the slits in his eyes that were strained, they finally closed powerlessly.

Xiong Lai waited at the front door for a long time, but he didn't see them coming out, so he couldn't help but ran in to look for them.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Haoqiong would be caught by a group of people, and anxiously shouted: "Miss Cheng!"

Cheng Moqiong followed the prestige, saw Xiong Lai's figure, and immediately shouted in surprise: "Xiong Lai! Save me!"

After returning from a six-month training camp in Tahiti, Xiong Lai's skills have improved, and he can kill a person with just one move.

Even if Cheng Moqiong was in the other party's hands, he could still rescue her without any harm.

Xiong Lai hugged Cheng Zhuqiong, whose limbs were limp, looked around but did not see Hu Qiaoguang, and asked anxiously, "Miss Cheng, where is Mr. Qiao?"

Mr. Qiao will definitely not leave Miss Cheng alone. Will something happen to him?
"Hurry up, carry me to the front. Quick!"

Without asking why, Xiong Lai picked up Cheng Moqiong and walked in the direction she pointed.

Hu Qiaoguang was lying on the green lawn, every blade of grass was greedily sucking the blood flowing from his body.

Seeing Hu Qiaoguang covered in blood from a distance, Xiong Lai hugged Cheng Moqiong and tried his best to speed up his pace.

As soon as Xiong Lai put her down, Cheng Moqiong shouted at the top of his voice, "Hurry up and call an ambulance!"

Cheng Haoqiong sat paralyzed beside Hu Qiaoguang, desperately trying to cover his wound with his hands, and whispered: "Old Guang, you will be fine."

"You will not……"

Thick teardrops dripped down the cheeks into the blood stream, making it impossible to tell you from me, "Old Guang, you have to hold on, the ambulance will be here soon."

"Old Guang, open your eyes, okay?"

"Old Guang... did you hear me?"

"Old light..."

The dark clouds that had been drowsy all day began to condense into raindrops, which slowly fell and hit Hu Qiaoguang's face.

The eyes that were trying to open looked at Cheng Moqiong sadly, and the bloodless thin lips were slightly opened, "Little Chengzi... don't worry, it's just a trivial matter..."

Cheng Moqiong cried even more in his angry voice, "Old Guang, I don't want anything to happen to you..."

He raised his trembling hand and gently wiped away her tears, "Don't cry, be good."

"I don't cry, and you don't have anything to do, okay..."

Hu Qiaoguang hooked the corner of his mouth, and his weak voice seemed to have exhausted the last bit of strength, "Little Chengzi, I love you..."

The blood stained on his hands stained his pale little face, and then it drooped feebly, closing the eyelids that were trying to open.

"Hu Qiaoguang! Don't sleep! Wake up! Open your eyes and look at me..."

"Hu Qiaoguang, hold on a little longer, okay?"

"Hu Qiaoguang!"

The hoarse cry was covered by the rumbling thunder, and the long-preserved torrential rain poured on the grass, scraping off the traces of blood and tears, trying to annihilate everything in the storm.

The ambulance arrived long after, and it was still too late.

(End of this chapter)