Rong Zhi, a dumb girl: the warlord husband loves her

Chapter 120 I Don't Believe
"What's the difference between him being alive and dead now?" This is about a man's final dignity, and no one can stand it.

"If you want to pay him my life, you can do it at any time, but I beg you one thing, let go of Wangxin mother and daughter."

"Are you still begging for that woman? What kind of ecstasy soup did she give you?"

Xu Fanyi didn't answer. He used to think she was unimportant, but when she pointed the gun at him, he was terrified.

For the first time in his life, he tasted the feeling of heartache, and he wished to die with her.

Fortunately, God has treated him well, and everything can be done again.

This time, no matter what, he will not let her have any more troubles.

"Over the years, I have done a lot of unreasonable things for you. If you promise me, I will rot these things to death in my stomach."

Lu Zhenning was furious, "Are you threatening me?"

"Yes."

This is his last chip.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

"It doesn't matter, I have already arranged everything, including my funeral."

"Okay, very good." Lu Zhenning gritted his teeth, "I really raised a good son!"

Xu Fanyi pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.He must win this psychological battle!
After a long time, Lu Zhenning summoned Wang Peishan's father and said, "Remove Xu Fanyi's position as Major General. Without my permission, Yongsheng will not be allowed to step into the Jiangbei Military Region!"

Wang Guozheng was startled, but still said, "Yes!"

Only then did Xu Fanyi's clenched fists slowly loosen, and he bowed deeply to Lu Chongning.

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Lu Chongning woke up from the hospital bed, his lower abdomen was pulled with a slight movement, the pain almost made him faint again.

"Chongning, are you awake?" Qiao Shuhua's eyes were red, "Don't move, the doctor told you to rest well."

"Mom, how am I?" He was hoarse, the pain in his lower body made him unable to move at all.

Qiao Shuhua held back her tears, and comforted her: "It's okay, son, the doctor said that you'll be fine after a few days in the hospital, don't worry. Are you hungry? Mom will cook something delicious for you."

"Mom, don't lie to me." Seeing that her expression was wrong, Lu Chongning asked, "Tell me the truth, am I really okay?"

"My child, how could Mom lie to you." Qiao Shuhua touched his son's face, "I asked the servant to stew some chicken soup and warm it in the small kitchen next door. Wait, Mom will bring it to you."

After finishing speaking, she walked out of the ward quickly. If it was a little later, her tears would flow out.

Lu Chongning's face was pale, he hesitated for a moment, and then rang the calling bell beside the bed.

Qiao Shuhua put the chicken soup in the pot into a bowl, and was just about to take it out, when she heard a "bang" from the next door, and then Lu Chongning's heart-piercing roar came.

"Chongning?"

Qiao Shuhua was startled, and quickly ran into the ward, and saw Lu Chongning lying on the ground, clutching the doctor's trousers tightly, and shouting hoarsely: "Impossible, I don't believe it!"

"Son." Qiao Shuhua ran to him, wanting to help him up in distress, "Get up quickly, the ground is cold, don't touch the wound!"

"Mom." His eyes were about to burst, tears were all over his face, "Am I really going to die?"

Qiao Shuhua also started to cry, "It's okay, Chongning, our Lu family has the power, no matter what, Mom will let you get married in a decent way, don't think about anything, the most important thing now is to take care of yourself body of."

"Ah!" Lu Chongning roared in pain, and then, punch after punch hit the floor hard, the bluish-white joints were covered with blood.

"Son, don't hurt yourself, Mom will feel bad."

He was crying, his eyes were empty and numb, "Mom, I want to marry Ji Wangxin."

(End of this chapter)