Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 152 The city is full of fireworks, she will leave
And that Fu Jingchun, who sang with Gu Heng, wished to step her face into the mud. She was just the cousin next door, not Fu Jingxing's own sister, so what was she trying to do?
Laugh, the louder you laugh, the better. The louder you laugh today, the louder you will cry tomorrow. Don’t you Fu family just want me to get out of trouble and quit voluntarily?

But I don't, I don't.

Nie Yanrong held on to the diamond ring in her hand tightly, but it was just forbearance with a knife on her head. She lived in her twenties, and she is not good at other things, but she can still do it after all.

After so many years, couldn't she bear it enough?

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"Did you throw it all away?"

Zhou Shan looked at the various boxes of small things in front of him with some reluctance. They were all kinds of milk tea and drinks that Fu Jingxing asked him to purchase, and many of them had not been opened at all.

Gu Heng glanced at Fu Jingxing's still dark office: "I think you should move back to your office first."

Zhou Shan always listened to Gu Heng's words, so he moved a few boxes to his office and put them in the locker.

"Sir, I haven't eaten all day..."

Zhou Shan was a little worried. He had traveled a long distance in the past few days, and so many things had happened. Under the double torture of body and spirit, he didn't know if he could bear it.

Gu Heng leaned against the window and smoked, his eyebrows furrowed deeply: "Zhou Shan, tell me, is Miss San's child really Mrs.'s?"

Zhou Shan nodded foolishly: "Sir, yes."

Gu Heng couldn't help but smile. Sometimes people's minds are simpler, and they will actually live happier. Compared with Zhou Shan, he has a lot more troubles.

"Then tell me, will Third Miss really kill the baby in her stomach?"

Zhou Shan froze for a moment, but shook his head: "I don't think so."

"But, I also saw it with my own eyes."

When Gu Heng thought of the bloody mass, he felt terrified. If it was Mr.'s flesh and blood, how uncomfortable Mr. would be...

Zhou Shan didn't know what to say, and scratched his hair: "If it is really hit, then Miss San really has nothing to do. If she has a little way, she will never hit it off."

"Why are you so sure?"

Gu Heng couldn't help asking Zhou Shan, Zhou Shan smiled naively: "Miss San is a good person, how can a good person be willing to hurt others, not to mention that they are Miss San's own flesh and blood."

Gu Heng laughed and shook his head: "You, you really have a simple mind."

"Fireworks off..."

Zhou Shan suddenly pulled Gu Heng, and Gu Heng looked out the window, the fireworks were shining brightly, covering most of the sky brightly, and the fireworks were in full bloom above the Fu family's house, and everyone in Wancheng would know that it was to celebrate Fu's house. The eldest son, Fu Jingxing, was released for his engagement with the second miss of the Nie family.

It was eight o'clock in the evening on May 31st. Nie Minglang was covered in dirt, with scars all over his arms and legs. He stood in front of Nie Zhangzhu, his eyes were red and swollen, but they were piercingly bright.

The little boy, who was already a head taller than her, did not speak, but pursed his lips tightly, and handed the things in his hand to her one by one.

Her passport, documents, bank cards, some clothes, and finally, a card and a thick wad of cash.

All of it was stuffed into Zhang Zhu's hands.

But Zhang Zhu held his hand, looked over and over again, his eyes gradually became watery: "How did you get hurt like this..."

Nie Minglang didn't want to say that Nie Mingrong locked him at home and didn't allow him to come out, nor did he want to worry about him jumping from the balcony on the second floor and almost breaking his leg, so he just grinned: "It's okay." , came too fast, and fell a somersault."

Zhang Zhu didn't believe it, but didn't ask any more questions, just silently scrubbed his wound.

Seeing her calm and gentle appearance as usual, Nie Minglang burst into tears. He missed the carefree past so much. They laughed and laughed, as if every day was sunny.

"Contact me if you have anything to do, my phone number will never change, don't lose contact, don't, don't even want me..."

Nie Mingrong went home crying into tears, and Nie Minglang naturally knew what she said to Nie Mingrong in the hospital.

Zhangzhu lowered his head, rubbed the medicine on him carefully, and shook his head vigorously: "No."

"As long as you don't want to tell me, I won't tell anyone where you went. I will never come back again. If you don't come back, I won't come back. This home doesn't look like a home."

Nie Minglang looked at Zhangzhu, his eyes gradually turned scarlet, and Zhangzhu stroked his messy short hair: "You still have to go home. No one in this world can live without a home."

Nie Minglang just shook his head.

"Don't make her sad anymore, you have to be more sensible, you know Mingming?"

"But they treat you like that, I don't want to see them!"

The boy stuck his neck stubbornly, refusing to compromise.

Zhangzhu smiled, and tears welled up in her eyes: "From now on, you must take good care of yourself, I'm not by your side, don't forget me..."

Nie Minglang couldn't bear it any longer, and stretched out his arms to hug her tightly: "When my little nephew is born, I will definitely visit him."

"If you are a little uncle, you have to pack a big red envelope."

Nie Zhangzhu blinked at him, Nie Minglang smiled, but her mouth was even more constricted, why is she always like this, even if she was hurt badly by others, she can still speak with such a gentle smile, her body , not even a thorn, a corner?
"... Mine is not all his, the little guy is fighting for favor with me before he was born..."

Nie Minglang lowered his head, touched his sister's slightly protruding belly, and 'taught' the little guy in his stomach: "Don't make trouble, don't make my sister feel bad, otherwise, uncle will spank your little ass!"

Zhangzhu couldn't bear it anymore, hugged Nie Minglang and cried softly, "Minglang..."

"Nie Zhangzhu, you have to be good, don't make me bother studying and worry about you!"

"it is good……"

(End of this chapter)