Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Leng Youchen raised her eyes and looked at her, "Linda has saved my life. I have always been grateful to her and you, so I tolerate her little actions behind me. Now, I have repaid her saving grace. After that, I hope we can be reconciled."

Mrs. Zheng stared at him, looking at the cool thin between his eyebrows and eyes. She shook her voice and said, "ah Chen, what I just said is absolutely meaningless. I just want you to persuade her for her deep love for you. You don't need to give her any hope, as long as you can rekindle her hope of living. Don't you want to do such a thing?"

Leng Youchen knew that Mrs. Zheng was a moral kidnapping, and he was not angry. He said, "Linda saved me. I owe her. In the past five years, I can't respond to her except feelings. She walked sideways when she wanted to walk sideways in Marseille. I cleaned up the mess for her every day. She had already consumed almost the grace of saving her life."

"That day she drove into me. I didn't dodge and gave her this life. It was a settlement between us. As for the result of this matter, I accepted it and she should accept it."

Mrs. Zheng trembled with anger when she listened to these unkind words. "I knew we saved a white eyed wolf. I should have watched you die at the beginning, otherwise Linda wouldn't be stunned. She spent five years of youth on you, and now she has lost two legs, which can't please you."

Leng Youchen looked indifferent. Don't they think it's too much to spend their life-saving grace again and again?

"From the beginning, I didn't give her hope of love."

Mrs. Zheng had nothing to refute, because she knew that what Leng Youchen said was the truth. From the beginning, it was Linda's unrequited love. She works with Rong Ling to prevent Leng Youchen from finding Wei Anning. If Linda and Rong Ling did not interfere, I'm afraid he had found his wife three years ago.

Mrs. Zheng is not a reckless person, but she was exhausted by her daughter's affairs, so she would say those unreasonable words. She wiped away her tears, "it's just that I saw the wrong person and saved the wrong person."

Mrs. Zheng staggered out of the ward. Leng Youchen looked at her back and thought of Mrs. Zheng's concern for him in recent years. He closed his eyes.

His feelings with his parents are not close, so he has never had relatives to visit him in Marseille for five years, as if he was born lonely.

Mrs. Zheng's care and care for him made up for his desire for family affection. He knew that when Linda stepped on the accelerator and hit him, his love with the Zheng family was exhausted.

However, at the moment, seeing Mrs. Zheng's back, he was still soft hearted.

After Mrs. Zheng left, he pulled a needle out of bed, walked slowly out of the door and came to Linda's ward. He stood at the door for a few seconds, then pushed the door in.

A pillow flew in front of me, followed by the hysterical roar of the woman, "get out, get out and let me die."

Leng Youchen reached out to catch the pillow and slowly approached the hospital bed. He put the pillow at the end of the bed and looked at the woman wrapped in the quilt. The room exuded a disgusting smell of putrefaction. He frowned. "If you really want to die, you have many choices. Cutting your pulse and jumping off a building to take sleeping pills, which is more real than torturing your relatives."