"Uncle ou." Anxin looked at him with a quiet face and a low breath. "If he hadn't gone to the hospital that night, the person lying in the hospital might be me. Ou Yi came with a thug. He wanted to solve the problem through violence and vent his anger. If I was injured, I think he would have to go to prison all his life."

Something flashed in ou Menghui's eyes and then disappeared quickly.

Anxin stared at him and continued, "Ou Yi and Ou Mengru tried to kill someone, that is, the father of her baby, but they failed. The man was saved by reputation. Xiao Jin, our servant, was not so lucky. Her car accident was a conspiracy, because Xiao Jin knew that the child your daughter was pregnant with was not mine, so they wanted to kill, I thought killing someone could cover up the fact, but I didn't think paper couldn't cover the fire. "

He was shocked. Are the children really murderers?

"I also miss the past husband and wife relationship, so I won't let my father intervene in this matter." Anxin's face was dignified. He looked a little cold in ou Menghui's eyes. "Otherwise, your son and daughter are waiting to be punished by the law. Xiao Jin is not only a servant in my father's heart, but also like a relative. So you can try to understand his mood. "

"..." Ou Menghui's body froze. Is this true?

"I hope we can get together and get together." Anxin paused for two seconds and continued, "if you can't be a friend, just be two parallel lines that don't interfere with each other. From now on, I won't offend you and you won't offend me. Settle down and the European family are well in Jiangcheng."

Ou Menghui couldn't find the right words to answer, and his head was confused.

Anxin looked at him, "no, let's go." As soon as his eyes closed, he turned and walked towards the living room.

Calm down. Ou Menghui's heart is a little tight. Anxin can't lie. Even if there is a great prejudice against him, a person's nature is there.

So what he said is true

Son and daughter deliberately kill?

Ou Menghui didn't know how he felt when he returned to the hospital.

Just an old face was gloomy and terrible, his heart trembled, and there was a murderer at home?

So when Diya saw him, she didn't dare to ask more.

In a ward.

On the broad and white bed, ou Mengru put her fingers outside the quilt and in front of her belly gently moved a few times. Her dry lips opened gently, and several hoarse words overflowed from her lips.

"Anxin... Anxin, please... Don't leave me..."

With a tight heart and a sour nose, Diya sat down at the edge of the bed and held her daughter's cool hand.

Ou Mengru grabbed her, "Anxin, I love you... I won't go... I won't leave you..." she closed her eyes, her eyes rolled under her eyelids, and her throat was hoarse, "Anxin... I love you..."

Such words fall into the ears of Descartes, which is infinitely sad.

But in ou Menghui's ear, it was unbearable anger!

Slowly opened her eyes, ou Menghui's dignified face fell into ou Mengru's eyes, and her heart trembled, "Dad..."

"Look what you've done!" Some frightful coldness flashed across his eyes, "for you, your brother's life and death are uncertain now!"

"Brother, what's the matter?" Her heart tightened and her face was at a loss. What is life and death uncertain?

Diya had no time to stop it. Ou Menghui simply and rudely said that Ou Yi had been shot, and then said in a cold voice, "since you wake up, should you reflect on yourself? Still thinking about Anxin! People have made it clear that they won't want you again! You're divorced. Have you forgotten? "