Mr.Fu's White Moonlight

The shoes, which are not stained with a trace of dust, sound like a knife in Ji Nanchu's heart.

"If you want me to save the wild seed in your stomach, you can tell me where Xinxin is."

"I don't know, I really don't know." Ji Nanchu's heartrending cry, there is only endless regret in his heart.

Ji Nanchu feels that her body is colder than snow when she begins to lose blood. She has checked all kinds of reactions of pregnant women. Now she is bleeding, giving birth prematurely, and may even have dystocia

"No tears without coffin?" Fu Shimo smiles. His dark eyes are like a black hole. It seems that there is something strange, but it disappears in an instant.

Ji Nanchu's heart is cool to Fu Shimo's cruel smile. What she sees from his eyes is just indifference and heartlessness. He has never paid attention to his sincerity for several years.

Ji Nanchu realized that he had loosened Fu Shimo's hand and stretched it out to the hand bag he had just thrown away. It was like a fish dying on the land, struggling to flutter towards it, and the strength became weaker and weaker.

Seems to see through the idea of Ji Nanchu, Fu Shimo a foot in Ji Nanchu's hand: "want to call for help?"

"You, what do you want to do?"

Ji Nan Chu asked in a trembling voice. He collapsed in an instant. The grievances that had been suppressed for a long time came like the lack of dike. His eyes were full of panic with tears.

Fu Shimo just looked coldly. He bent over and picked up his handbag. He took Ji Nanchu's mobile phone and shook it in front of her. When Ji Nanchu could reach it, he took it back and threw it down to the front of the mountain.

"No! Do not, Fu Shimo, he is your child, the child is innocent... "Ji Nanchu helplessly reached out, but still nothing to stop, can only watch the mobile phone fall into the mountain.

Ji Nanchu's head was blank, and her empty eyes looked at Fu Shimo's empty hands. She should have known that Fu Shimo didn't love her. Not only that, but also she wanted to die here.

So he himself cut off all her hopes.

"At the beginning of Ji Nanchu, you know one thing. Fu Shimo only wants Su Xin to give birth to my baby. As for your belly, even if it's mine, I will, no, I will

Fu Shimo's heartless sneer falls on Ji Nanchu's abdomen. His eyes flash with fierce light and he turns back to the car.

Fear spread to Ji Nanchu's whole body. Her face became more and more pale and her blood became more and more. She begged to Fu Shimo: "no, no, I won't marry you. I won't marry you. Fu Shimo, please send me to the hospital..."

Ji Nan was flustered and she gave up. She was not as cruel as Fu Shimo, and she was not as cruel as him.

Fu Shimo is cruel to her, she can not care, but can not hurt her children.

"It's too late. I'll go to the hotel now. It's so fated that you can live. Then I'll marry you." Fu Shimo sneered and drove away mercilessly.

"No - Fu Shimo, you come back - you save my child - you don't have to be so cruel -" Ji Nanchu cried bitterly, with endless regret in his heart.

Because of her obsession, she hurt her own children!

The snow is getting bigger and bigger. It seems that she is completely submerged. Ji Nanchu desperately cries for help. However, there is only one Fu's Manor on this road. It's snowy, and there are few people.

Her body is as cold as ice. After the last faint cry for help, Ji Nanchu feels that her consciousness has blurred. The despair of her mother's death floats in front of her eyes. When she sees her father forcing her to marry Fu Shimo instead of Su Xin, Su Xin, who she has not seen for a long time, appears. She is afraid to kneel in front of her.

"Nanchu, I don't want to die. Can you help me? I don't want to die. The Fu family has a rare genetic disease. The women who marry them can't live for more than a year..."

"At the beginning of Nanchu, the Fu family said that when I married Shimo, I had to have a child within a year."

"Nanchu, I will die. I will be killed by them. I don't want to die so young."

"Nanchu, I know you love him. You will marry him instead of me, and you will have the best of both worlds..."

Ji Nanchu's ears are buzzing. The next moment, Fu Shimo's gentle whisper rings in her ears, but in an instant, she is pushed to the abyss.

Ji Nanchu felt that she must be dead, so when she saw all the past, she also saw that Su Xin was smiling: "Nanchu, thank you. In the future, I will take the child you gave birth to for me and be happy with the three members of the Shimo family."

At the beginning of Ji Nan, he opened his mouth to refuse, but at last he turned into a desperate smile.

Yes, Fu Shimo wants her to die. Why should she stay here as a third party.

Help them, help yourself.

Three years later.

Ji Nanchu had a long and desperate dream. Her mother, who tried her best to make it irreparable, forced her to marry Su Xin's father, and Fu Shimo, who left her in the snow and left her to die on her own.

"Child... Help my child..."

"Mr. Ji, what's the matter with you?"

In his sleep, Ji Nanchu is awakened by her assistant, Julie. As soon as he opens his eyes, his dream disappears. When Ji Nanchu opens his eyes, he sees the director's office of Fu group.

"Mr. Ji?" Ji Nanchu's tearful appearance makes Julie worry.

In front of people, Ji Nanchu is always the high cold queen, never seen her so fragile.

"I have nothing to do, just a nightmare." Ji Nan Chu quickly wiped off the moisture on his face, restored his usual indifference and calmness, and turned a corner of his mouth at Julie: "Why are you still at work so late?"

"Mr. Ji, it's already morning. Are you working overtime all night?" Julie pursed her lips and said that, but as if she thought of something, she turned to cover up and opened the curtain. As soon as the sun came into Ji Nanchu's office, Ji Nanchu narrowed her eyes and couldn't help raising her hand.

This let her know that it was morning.

The night has passed

Take back the line of sight, Ji Nanchu looks at Julie who wants to talk and stop: "what's the matter?"

"Mr. Ji, the number one hot search today is Mr. Fu." Julie was silent for a moment, but she still spoke.

Ji Nanchu rubs her eyes and opens her microblog. The title of "hot search number one" attracts her: Fu Shimo, the president of Fu family, the mysterious gold owner of the new Xiaohua lanxiner hotel.

Wearing a fitting shirt, the body posture is as beautiful as carving. Every inch of it is exquisite. The eyebrows are deep, the bridge of the nose is erect, and the buttons on the clothes are opened at will, revealing the strong skin, making the whole person look lonely and sexy.

And the slender arm, without taboo around the woman, eyes gentle, mouth up, such as lovers in love.

This woman is Fu's new little flower blue heart.