The Runaway Wife of the Killer President

Chapter 57


Lin Zihan was startled, every time she mentioned that she wanted a father, she was always very sad, because she didn't know who her father was, and she couldn't give her the father she always wanted.


"Xiao Shuxue is good, Xiao Shuxue doesn't cry, Mommy will take you to see the dolphin show when she is free, okay?" Lin Zihan pressed the sadness in his stomach to the bottom of his heart, and comforted him softly.


"I don't! I want daddy! I want daddy to accompany me!" Xiao Shuxue cried, stomping her feet resolutely.


"Where am I going to find your father!" Lin Zihan stared at her wanting to cry, but no one could handle her when she came up with such ruthlessness.


"Sister Xiaoying has a father, brother Hao also has a father, why don't I have one! I want it too...!"


Lin Zihan, who was already sad, was upset by her crying, and shouted unbearably: "Didn't I tell you many times, your father is dead, and when you die, you are gone, do you know that?"


After being yelled at like this, Xiao Shuxue stopped crying immediately, and stared at Lin Zihan who was annoyed by her.


Lin Zihan knew that he had frightened her, so he hugged her in his arms and comforted her: "I'm sorry, Mommy didn't mean to get angry with you, Xiao Shuxue, you have to be good."


"Mommy, I will be good..." Xiao Shuxue said with tears.


Leng Feng looked at the mother and daughter who were embracing and weeping, with a strange feeling in his heart, was it sympathy?or mercy?He couldn't tell himself.


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After dinner, Lin Zihan cut roses in the yard and wrapped them in the living room with the colored paper he bought in advance. After finishing them the next night, he didn’t have to get up so early in the morning. Anyway, he wrapped them up and kept them outside. fresh.


"Mummy, isn't she pretty?" Xiao Shuxue, who was never calm, tugged on Lin Zihan's sleeve with a smile.Lin Zihan looked at the red roses that she smugly stuck in her pigtails, pretending to think deeply, and said: "Beautiful! Like a calf missing a horn!"


"Shuxue is not a calf." Xiao Shuxue protested dissatisfied, expressing her dissatisfaction with this title.


Lin Zihan giggled, and warned: "Don't touch it indiscriminately, be careful that you'll get stabbed again."


Xiao Shuxue nodded, while reaching out to grab the roses on the table, Lin Zihan was completely defeated by her, she shook her head and stopped talking about her, anyway, it was useless to say anything.


"Uncle Leng, Mommy said I look like a calf." Xiao Shuxue complained, Lin Zihan raised his head, and found that the man who was supposed to be lying on the bed had already stood beside him at some point.


Leng Feng smiled and touched her head, reached out and picked up a bright red rose, put it between his nose and smelled it.Looking past the window, she fell on the roses in the yard.


Lin Zihan looked at him and said: "Why are you up? You can't move around, such a wound..."


"Don't worry, I won't die!" Leng Feng lightly interrupted her, and said in silence for two seconds: "You are still running around at this time? Are you tired of living?"


"Otherwise, what should I do? I can't take the little bastard to the shelter to take refuge, can I? Don't I need to make money to support my family? Besides, isn't it the same wherever people hide when they want to find me?"


"You are really calm and optimistic." Leng Feng sneered.


"Thank you for the compliment. Sit down." Lin Zihan hurriedly stood up and found a chair for him to get off, for fear that he might accidentally open the wound.


As soon as she sat down, a woman's cheerful voice came from the door: "Xiao Shuxue, come out quickly and let Aunt Linlin hug you!"


Su Linlin! ?Lin Zihan was shocked, and he didn't care whether Leng Feng was a wounded person or not. He hurriedly dragged his arm and stuffed it into the corner beside him, picked up the flower basket and slammed it on his head.


Before he had time to check it again, Su Linlin's figure stepped in.


"Linlin...you're here." Lin Zihan rubbed his hands together and laughed.


Su Linlin took Xiao Shuxue who threw herself into her arms, and looked at Lin Zihan suspiciously.


Lin Zihan became even more uncomfortable being scrutinized by her. He secretly glanced at the cold wind in the corner of his eyes, which must be uncomfortable at the moment, and smiled at Su Linlin: "Why are you looking at me like that?"


Su Linlin sniffed and pretended to be serious: "In your small room, I can feel and smell a man's breath."


Lin Zihan only felt something disgusting in his stomach wriggling, clutching his stomach and retching, said: "Can you speak more disgustingly?"


Su Linlin ignored her, turned to the little Shuxue in her arms and coaxed: "Shuxue, be good, tell Aunt Linlin, which of your fathers came here last night? Which father brought Mommy to sleep? Tell Aunt Linlin, Aunt Linlin bought you a lot of colored balls and listened to the Roman bells every day."


When Xiao Shuxue heard such a good thing, she opened her mouth and said loudly: "Papa Du is here, and Papa Du gave Mommy a lot of food, and then left." Speak out, or Uncle Leng will be killed.


"Is it just like this?" Su Linlin didn't quite believe it. Even if it was just like this, she was already very sad. Women are cheap, and they are obviously afraid of knowing the result, but they still like to ask.


Lin Zihan rolled his eyes angrily, and said, "Su Linlin, what are you talking about? It's as if I hide adultery in the house every day."


"That's hard to say, you little widows are the craziest people this year."


Lin Zihan got angry and shouted: "If you don't shut up, I'll kick you out!"


Su Linlin smiled and closed her mouth, her eyes fell on the roses piled up on the whole table, her mouth began to lick dry again, and she yelled with an unbearable look: "Lin Zihan, why are you still giving that Do you give flowers to women? People beat you to death, and you still give her flowers every day?! You have a bit of backbone, okay?"


"How do you count as having a backbone?" Lin Zihan asked puzzled.


Su Linlin snorted angrily: "If it were me, I would spit two mouthfuls of phlegm at Huaxin, sprinkle two layers of cancer medicine powder, and add some pollen for skin allergies."


"Isn't it too cruel?" Lin Zihan shuddered when he heard it.




Today is Christmas Eve, I wish all readers and friends a happy holiday~~~~


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