Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 397 They are already dead, starved to death!

Mr. Lin felt a stabbing pain in his heart. After saying this, he clutched his heart and fell down on the sofa. He was panting violently, but he felt more and more constricted in his chest, and gradually his face turned purple and flushed... …

The housekeeper was so frightened that his soul was about to fly away, he hurriedly called for someone to bring down the old man's medicine for him to take, and kept breathing for him, so that old man Lin's breathing gradually calmed down...

But Jiang Luyun suddenly went crazy, the servants at home wanted to stop her, but they were afraid of hurting her with brute force, so there was nothing they could do for a while.

Seeing her crazy appearance, Mr. Lin usually likes her to spoil her, but he can't see her in such an embarrassing appearance, so he ordered a few words to the housekeeper.

Several powerful servants quickly subdued Jiang Luyun and locked him in an empty room downstairs.

"It's alright, am I really old?" Elder Lin sat for a while with his eyes closed, and suddenly asked a serious question.

"Uncle, you are just being deceived."

"Am I not good enough for her?" Mr. Lin's cloudy old eyes were blank.

Fu Jingxing shook his head: "It's just that some people's greed can never be satisfied."

Mr. Lin waved his hand: "If you have something to ask, you can ask her, but she is crazy now, and she probably can't tell why..."

"Uncle, take care of yourself, don't hurt your body for such a person."

Fu Jingxing tried to persuade him, but Mr. Lin shook his head wearily. At this moment, he seemed to be much older, and his whole body seemed to be rotten from the inside to the outside.

When Fu Jingxing turned around and walked towards the room where Jiang Luyun was locked up, he seemed to hear Mr. Lin whispering something.

Maybe, marrying her is the reason why I delayed her...

Fu Jingxing suddenly stopped in her tracks. Some people spend their whole lives chasing after things that don't belong to her, but they refuse to stop to see who is around her.

If Jiang Luyun hadn't been so insatiable, if she could cherish those who treat her sincerely, maybe she wouldn't be where she is today.

The former Fu Cheng and the current Mr. Lin treated her sincerely.

But she never cherished it, and she still hurt others and herself after all.

Jiang Luyun may have just had a fight and was really tired, or it may be that she has regained her sanity a little due to the energy she used to do at this moment.

When the door opened, Fu Jingxing saw her sitting on the floor with her knees hugged, her long hair hanging down and winding around her body, a few sobs could be faintly heard.

"Jiang Luyun."

Fu Jingxing called her name in a deep voice, and it was obvious that she trembled violently, but she didn't raise her head, but hugged herself tighter.

"Where are Zhangzhu and Jiashu?"

He was burning with anxiety, every minute and every second seemed to be suffering to him, but to their mother and son, it was a hundred times and a thousand times more suffering.

Jiang Luyun didn't answer, but the low sobbing sound gradually decreased.

"I'll ask you again, where are Zhangzhu and Jiashu!"

Fu Jingxing took a step forward, grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up, and asked sternly.

Jiang Luyun suddenly laughed a few times. She raised her hand and brushed away the messy hair on her face, and looked at Fu Jingxing with a sneering smile like that: "I'm dead, I've died a long time ago, I'm starving to death, I'm dying of thirst, I was killed by bedbugs." Killed!"

She was crazy, maybe in those years of hopeless anticipation and waiting, maybe, in the year of Yiran's tragic death, she was already crazy.

Why is it so difficult for her to try so hard to grasp the happiness that she once had so easily?
Why can Nie Zhangzhu have everything she desires so easily?
She just wants a man like Yiran to love her and continue to take care of her. She just wants to continue her previous life. Is her thinking too much?
Her laughter was cut off abruptly by the palm that suddenly strangled her neck, and she saw Fu Jingxing's face that was so angry that it was almost distorted, and her blood-red eyes reflected her miserable state at the moment.

How did she become like this... why did she become like this?
It was Dong Xue, because she...

First, the "wrong way" that fascinated her, and then the cigarette that made her sink and unable to wake up, day by day, month after month, she became the strange appearance she is now...

Dong Xue, Dong Xue...

Jiang Luyun kept chewing on this name. In her originally chaotic mind, she suddenly seemed to be hit by a flash of lightning. She remembered, she finally remembered...

Why do you feel that woman is so familiar, why do you feel strange when you see her for the first time...

She remembered that night, in that deserted cemetery in the wilderness, she slapped the woman annoyedly, and left her alone at the foot of the mountain.

She was sought after by thousands of people at that time, how could she remember a little assistant who was abandoned by her.

So, is she here to take revenge on her?Let her sink into another fantasy world she constructed with wine and cigarettes, let her get the satisfaction and happiness she wants in that fantasy world, and then she can no longer extricate herself, is she controlled by her? ...

She told the woman all her resentment and jealousy towards Nie Zhangzhu.

The woman said, whatever she wants, she can help her.

She said that she wanted Nie Zhangzhu and her child to die, and she didn't want to see Nie Zhangzhu exist in this world.

The woman said, well, you will get what you want.

She persuaded Mr. Lin to take her abroad to play in advance. Three days after Nie Zhangzhu's mother and son disappeared, she just returned home and made up her mind.

There is a small villa in the property under her name. The villa is very old and was built by the French in the last century. It has a hidden underground storage room, and she has not lived there for several years.

The villa was rented to a foreign couple the year before last, they only come here for a month a year, and there is no one in the villa on weekdays.

(End of this chapter)