With my deep love, to be with you forever

"Mom, I can't let you arrange my life this time. This is my life... I have to be the master myself鈥?Zhou Liwen looked at her disappearing back, reached out and pressed the remote control in his hand, with a mockery in his eyes.

His birth and existence are just jokes that people despise. He has never had to choose, but this time, he wants to choose for himself.

"What are you talking about! How dare you resist me! Believe it or not, I'll detonate it right away... "

"Bang -"

Before the voice in the communicator could finish speaking, it was interrupted by an explosion. All the noise and noise in the world lost their voice in a moment, dusty and lost everyone's eyes.

The reporters and media who were unprepared at the scene rushed around with their heads, screamed and panicked looking for some support. Some were unlucky. They saw the bleeding wound on their body before they could make any response.

"Mimi! Are you okay? "

Huo Chenxi held her tightly and pressed her in his arms. He refused to let go. His red eyes nervously checked whether she was hurt. Even though his eyelashes were covered with dust, he still strained her first.

"I'm fine, brother Chen Xi. I just have ears... It's hard now... I can't hear what you say."

Ouyangmi looked at his nervous and worried expression. He only saw his mouth open and closed, but there was only a buzzing sound in his ears, but she comforted him first and told him he was okay.

He breathed a sigh of relief and turned to see Jiang Feng and others. When he saw that they were hiding behind the bunker, he was well, unharmed and completely relieved.

He then turned to see where Zhou Liwen had stood. Now there was only one scattered blood flower, like fireworks, falling on the scattered and barely visible green grass gravel, as if crying sadly.

A week later.

Zhinan is ready to leave the hospital. Zhou Liwen's explosion is being reported on TV. The host reported with a cold, cold voice line:

"The police investigation of the explosion case caused by the former well-known entrepreneur Zhou Liwen has come to an end. Zhou Liwen was originally abetted by his mother since childhood. Both mother and son have a certain degree of psychological obstacles. At the same time, he has deep feelings and misunderstandings about the former chairman of the well-known entrepreneur Huo group, so he always wanted to kill his son Huo Chenxi for revenge..."

Ouyangmi listened to the report in the news, blankly stopped his action, looked up at the picture of Zhou Liwen on the TV screen, and couldn't help thinking of the polite, gentle and gentleman man鈥斺€?br>
He didn't seem to have done anything to kill or set fire. Although he had harmed Chen Xi's company, caused the share price of Huo group to fall by the limit, and even once ruined Chen Xi, he never did the worst thing. Even, he always looked gentle and polite in front of her, with a slight smile on his face.

She just didn't understand why a mother would personally push her child into the deepest abyss of death.

Seeing that she was staring at the TV screen in a daze and didn't know what she was thinking, Zhinan smiled and grabbed her sleeve, shook it and asked:

"Mommy, has your wedding with Daddy been confirmed the day after tomorrow?"

Ouyangmi regained consciousness, reached out and touched his little head. He unconsciously caught a happy smile in his eyes and whispered:

"Yes, it will be mommy and daddy's wedding soon. At that time, you three little guys will have to be flower children for Mommy."

"Of course, I am mommy's Knight and will always guard by mommy's side."

"What are you talking about? So happy? "

Jiang Mian suddenly pushed the door in and hurried in, holding a tablet in her hand. When she came to her, she put the things on the tablet in front of her:

"Your hand holding flowers haven't been decided yet. The wedding will be the day after tomorrow. If you don't decide, it's too late."

Ouyangmi put down the things he was packing, carefully looked at the pictures on the screen, and finally focused on a bunch of white flowers:

"Choose Platycodon grandiflorum. It is simple and not boastful. Flower language is eternal love, just like a belief."