Chapter 19

After driving for more than an hour, the car finally stopped.

Is located in the suburbs, remote cemetery.

Fu HaoChen stopped the car, turned his head, and glanced at lornxi in the co driver's seat.

This snake hearted woman actually fell asleep.

the man got out of the car first, opened the door on the other side, grabbed the woman's wrist and pulled her from the seat.

"Luonxi, you get out of the car," Fu HaoChen said coldly.

Lornxy's eyebrows wrinkled, and she was awakened by his rude movements. When she opened her eyes, she was startled, and her face was still white.

When she got out of the car, she found that he had taken her to the cemetery.

The child is buried here.

It's still cold at night in April.

She only wore a thin white shirt, cold wind from the collar, her instinctive hands around herself, but her body still can not stop shaking.

"Fu HaoChen, what do you want to do? That child is gone. Even if you toss me to death, that child is no longer there"

luonxi yells at Fu HaoChen, and she really wants to make him sober up.

"You still mean to mention Xiaoli. If it wasn't for you, how could that child be gone? How could Xia Nuan go crazy?" Fu HaoChen grabbed her shoulder with both hands and wished to tear her up.

There was a sharp pain in her shoulder, and lornxi frowned. Then, when the shoulder pain numbed, she looked at Fu HaoChen without expression.

Her heart, also numb.

Even if more explanation, in front of Fu HaoChen, also appears powerless and pale.

The next moment, Fu HaoChen pulled her arm and dragged her to the small tombstone.

On the tombstone, there are no photos, only a few words are simply engraved in small script.

Fu Xiaoli.

Father, Fu HaoChen. Mother, he is warm in summer.

When lornxy saw it, tears came from her eyes somehow.

Then, the man pinched her neck from behind, pressed her face in front of the tombstone.

"Luonxi, you remember him, the child who miscarried because of you." Fu HaoChen's voice was cold and merciless, as if from the devil of hell.

Lornxy's heart tugged, staggered a few steps, his legs fell on the uneven concrete floor, knee pain.

That tombstone, and her face, the distance is no more than ten centimeters.

Father, Fu HaoChen.

Four words in front of her eyes.

She looked at it and suddenly laughed, tears in her eyes, but she laughed out loud.

"Luonxi, what are you laughing at?" because of her laughter, Fu HaoChen was more angry and squeezed her neck more forcefully.

Lornxy was still laughing, but would not speak.

In fact, both she and her grandmother knew that the child was not Fu HaoChen's at all, but

only that this was a scandal of the Fu family, and they could not say or tell Fu HaoChen.

"Well, lornxi, you won't speak, right? Then you stay here and repent for the dead child"

Fu HaoChen let her go, straightened up, and finally glanced at her coldly, turned around, lifted her step, and walked back mercilessly.

A heart of lornxi sank to the bottom. The nose is sour and swollen, and the tears are smashed down.

With her hands on the concrete floor, she looked at the tombstone so closely.

The whole cemetery was covered with dark night.

Man's figure, has gone.

In front of the empty tombstone, only lornxi was left.

She sucked her nose and looked up. When she looked up, strange tombstones surrounded her. She felt fear instinctively.

Fu HaoChen actually left her here alone. He really hated he