Chapter 268

When the truth of the past is bloody in front of her eyes, Wen Shishi can hardly hear what Wang Yi is talking about when she arrives at the back. She only sees her mouth open and close, and her expression seems to have guilt, but more resentment.

Who is she resenting?

It's her mother who died. Why does Wang Yi resent her?

"Poetry

"Poetry

Who's calling her?

Wen Shishi frowned and felt a pain in her hand. She was bleeding.

Meng Xiaoxia is scared to death by her sudden action, and the whole person is stunned in the same place. Lu Xiao can calm down a little, but his face is ugly.

Wen Shishi still holds two pieces of broken wooden sticks in his hand, but more are scattered on the ground. The dark red spots on the sticks are mottled, and it's hard to tell whether it's paint or blood.

"Shishi, I know you are very upset now. Calm down first..." Lu Xiao holds her hand. Wen Shishi's hand is as cold as a piece of ice. He tries hard to warm her with his own body temperature, but Wen Shishi seems to have taken away her soul, can't hear anything, and has no response at all.

Meng Xiaoxia recovered from the shock and quickly came up to help hold Wen Shishi, anxiously advised: "Shishi, you should be steady first, they will have retribution, you are still pregnant with a child, you must be careful of your body..."

Children?

Wen Shishi finally heard a word and moved his fingers slightly.

Yes, she has children in her stomach. In a few months, she will be a mother.

What about her mother?

On the day when she was born, how desperate should she be when she was left alone in the delivery room and betrayed by her loved ones?

The person she fell in love with desperately said on the phone that she would give up rescuing

There is a dull pain in the heart. Just thinking about that scene is enough to split people's mind.

"Poetry..." Looking at her, Meng Xiaoxia was so scared that she cried: "or I'll call Mr. sniper and let him pick you up. "

With a clang, Wen Shishi's hand finally let go of the stick.

In fact, where is the wooden stick? It's an old wooden chair, which was copied by Wen Shishi and smashed at Wang Yi.

Wang Yi's words just now echoed in her head Sun Yuqing cried and begged me to save her child. Even if she died, it didn't matter. She begged me to keep her child. She was willing to give me all her property and let me save her daughter. She told me the password of her bank card and the key to her home

"I thought sun Yuqing, a poor student, didn't have much money. Later I went to the ATM and found out that she had 200000 yuan in her card! Two hundred thousand twenty years ago! Astronomical numbers! I took out all the money and put it into my own card. I used the money to buy a house and a car. I also bought all the high heels and overcoats I used to be reluctant to buy! Ha ha ha, I'm really happy. When doctors don't earn much money, all of them are stingy to death. Only when life and death are at stake, will they give up their money. "

"Child? Ha ha, her baby was only eight months old when she was born. It only weighs more than three jin. Her growth is not good and she can't survive at all. I put the child beside sun Yuqing's bed. The whole bed is red with fresh blood. The child is lying in her mother's pool of blood. "

Later, Wen's poems have no impression.

Her memory is broken here.

Then, she quickly raised the wooden stool in her hand and directly hit Wang Yi on the head. In an instant, the blood was pouring into her hands and body. It was warm.

Mother's blood should be so hot.

Just born, I lie in my mother's blood pool Later, he was brought back by his uncles who came in a hurry.

When she was a child, she was always weak and sick. Her uncles worked hard to raise her. Where was Wen BoChang in those days?

He stole his mother's design drawings and became a gold medal winner of landscape design in Europe!

He married Li Suli! And a son!

He enjoys the pursuit of landscape designers all over the world and the reputation of "master Wen". In fact, all this belongs to his mother!

Wen Shishi's fists on both sides of his body were clenched tightly, his nails almost penetrated into the flesh, and his whole body was shaking.

Her lips murmured, "is she dead?"

When she opened her mouth, her voice was hoarse and cold. Even she couldn't believe it. It was her own.

Lu Xiao probed her nose with his finger: "I should just faint."

Meng Xiaoxia tied her tightly with her arm, for fear that Wen Shishi would do something on impulse.

She is the one who has accompanied Wen Shishi for nearly 20 years. She knows more than anyone how much the death of her mother has hit Wen Shishi.

Lu Xiao came over and took up Wen's poem: "I'll send the poem back to rest first."Meng Xiaoxia followed: "what about Wang Yi? Do you really leave her here without asking? "

"What do you want to do?"

"I'm afraid that Wang Yi's death here will be detrimental to poetry."

Lu Xiao's face is black and terrible: "this kind of person, die to die, have no disadvantageous."

However, he still has a trace of sense in the phone to Meng Xiaoxia: "call my brother, let him come to deal with it, you wait for him here."

Meng Xiaoxia was a little uneasy, "where are you going to take poetry with you? She will get married immediately. What if she is photographed... "

"Don't worry, I'll take her to the Hilton Hotel," Lu Xiao said. "She has made a choice, and I'm not the kind of person who haunts me. Jiang Moshen should not be here now. I'll guard her first. When Jiang Moshen comes back, I'll naturally return the poems to him."

Lu Xiao put Wen Shishi in the co driver's seat and drove away.

In order to avoid being photographed by the cameras along the way, he deliberately took a detour to the provincial road, and then took a detour from the provincial road back to H city.

By the time we got to the Hilton, it was completely dark.

Wen Shishi closed her eyes and leaned on the back of the chair. She didn't know whether she was asleep or thinking about something.

Lu Xiao took out a few wet paper towels and helped her wipe the blood on her hands bit by bit. Her action was gentle and careful: "Oh, the little wild cat has become a big lion. If you hit harder today, I'm afraid Wang Yi will die on the spot."

Wen Shishi's fingers moved.

She didn't fall asleep.

"If it wasn't for the baby in my stomach, I would have killed him on the spot."

Lu Xiao took a deep breath and sighed: "you always want to know the truth, but I think you will be unhappy if you know the truth. Poetry, I regret to let you know. If you don't know all the time, maybe you can live a more ordinary and happy life. "