Vol 3 Chapter 899: Love requires courage

Hearing Song Shaodong's words, Christine was greatly relieved: "Shaodong, I..."
"You go."
"Uh?"
A little distrustful of her ears, Christine paused: "Go? Shaodong, you told me to avoid it first, right? Okay."
With that, Christine turned around and was about to take a step.
"Christine, we are over, you can leave."
Christine's steps stopped and she turned her head and stared in disbelief: "Shaodong, what are you talking about? What are you... is this telling me to go?"
Song Shaodong's face sank: "Yes, don't make so many scheming. It's not yours, and it will never be yours."
"Shaodong, what are you talking about?" Perhaps not reconciled to her failure, or perhaps still holding a glimmer of hope, Christine took Song Shaodong: "Shaodong, don't you want to do this? Please don't talk to them. Bully me together."
Song Shaodong shook her hand away: "You are with me. Actually, whether you are pregnant or not, I don't care. I can help you with the pressure on the mother's side, all the pressure, and work with you. Why are you Do you want to use deception? Do you think I am too incompetent? Or do you have a purpose for me from the beginning?!"
"..." Christine felt a little speechless because of the sentence.
Song Shaodong bit his teeth and stared at Roland fiercely: "Perhaps in your hearts, I am just a trash!"
Abandoning this sentence, Song Shaodong turned and left.
Seeing Song Shaodong almost running away, Roland felt like he wanted to catch up.
She knew that this time, he was really hurt.
Then, she also understood one thing. In the past, she might be thinking too much. As Song Shaodong said, in her heart, he was a ‘trash’.
She didn't even give him a chance to work hard.
She is even worse than Christine.
At least Christine took a step she refused to take.
The thing is the most clear, but the truth has been exposed, facing everyone's hostile eyes, Christine no longer wants to go, no matter how hard she struggles, it will not help.
That's it... Did it fail?
Biting her lip, Christine straightened her waist and left.
Well, she failed. Let Song Shaodong this big fish go, there is another spare tire. Fortunately, it is cheaper to fish.
Although it is not rich and expensive, at least there is no need to worry about food and drink in the future.
Jing Shu sneered, but Beitangxiu held his hand tightly.
"Mrs. Cheng," Bei Tangxiu said politely, "I remember that there are still some things that need to be dealt with in a hurry, so don't bother."
Bei Tangxiu and his party wanted to leave, when Cheng Han said, "Miss Roland."
Roland had a meal.
"If you have time, come and chat with me. I get bored sometimes."
Roland slowly nodded.
The door was tapped several times, and a gentle male voice came: "Xiao Meimei, can I come in for your husband?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Mei rolled her eyes: "The door is unlocked."
An Zihao opened the door and sat down beside Xiaomei chuckles, "Are you hungry? I'll make a supper for you. What do you want to eat?"
Xiao Mei has been sitting here for more than an hour. She, who is usually extremely lively, suddenly became so quiet, which made him very uncomfortable and worried.
Xiao Mei took a deep breath: "Why don't you leave?"
An Zihao was dumbfounded: "I don't seem to have done anything wrong these days? I think I work hard..."
"A woman like me, what are you still doing here."
An Zihao frowned, "Xiao Meimei, what's the matter with you? What are you talking about as a woman?"
"I personally ended my father. My six relatives don't recognize it. The next person to kill may be you! Are you not afraid? Don't you hate it! You don't hate it, you are not afraid, I am afraid! You know, don't you!"
Seeing that Xiaomei's emotions were on the verge of losing control, An Zihao pulled her into her arms and hugged her tightly: "It's none of your business. According to A Mu's character, if you don't take action, the first person he will solve is you. Besides, if you don’t eat tiger poison, he has long been a pervert in his heart. You grew up in this environment, I know you must have endured a lot in your heart. It’s okay, your husband and I are here. If you want to vent, then vent. Come out."
She has deliberately ignored the depression and pain in her heart for several years. For her, it takes a lot of hard work to survive.
For her, she must rely on the killing of others in order to gain peace.
How can she wash away this full of killing karma, this full of hands...
Warm tears dripped into An Zihao's chest and arms, An Zihao's heart was like a big rock. The matter of Master Amu directly uncovered Xiao Mei's scars, letting her face the reality.
Master Amu trained the adopted and picked up orphans into his own murder weapon, and the dead child's body was buried under the Vermillion Bird Hall.
With so many corpses underground, it is really perverted to want to come to Master A Mu. Isn't he scared at all in the middle of the night?
Or does he think this is fun? !
With a violent pain in his heart, An Zihao increased her strength while holding Xiaomei.
Pity his Xiao Meimei grew up in this situation. Every day, we face the test of survival.
"An Zihao..."
With a muffled sound in his arms, An Zihao responded softly: "Well, my husband is here."
"Let go, I'm dead!"
An Zihao released her hand suddenly and saw Xiaomei sitting on the ground, breathing continuously.
"You...you murdered, you!" Xiao Mei patted her chest, and it took a long time to let her breath go.
"Cough, I'm sorry. I'm sorry." An Zihao's face was sweaty: "Well, I'll make supper for you first. Wait ten minutes."
An Zihao stood up as he said, and after walking two steps, he couldn't help but look back: "My dear, don't think about it, wait for ten minutes. If you eat, you will be much more happy."
Xiao Mei sat on the ground, silent, without speaking.
That is the default. An Zihao turned and walked out.
The moment the door closed, Xiao Mei let out a long sigh of relief.
She doesn't like losing control of her emotions and she is not used to crying in front of others. If it hadn't been for An Zihao's deadly strength, she would cry out.
It's just that this man, from realizing it now, is hiding his strength.
I thought he was just a businessman, but I couldn't think of playing with knives, guns and cannons to be better than her. No matter in terms of force or intelligence, she is better than her.
This is an undeniable fact.
Especially when she saw An Zihao leading a team of elite troops in front of her, she was stunned for five minutes!
What else is this man hiding?
What is his true identity?
General Hospital of Military Medical University.
Even if the operation was successful, Ah Zi's injury was serious, and she lay on the bed for almost 48 hours before waking up.
And Luo Wenchong sat next to her for 48 hours.
When A Zi woke up, when he met Luo Wen's face, the shock and surprise on A Zi's face went straight to Luo Wen's eyes.
This time, he saw her blush.
The injury was serious. There was no blood on her face. The face blushed, very obvious.
Even a restrained and powerful woman like Azi has a tender and shy side.
Even this occasional emotion, like the most beautiful landscape, made him feel that he will never tire of it.
"I...I don't know how to cook," Luo Wen rushed with a look of embarrassment: "So what I eat can only be from the hospital for the time being."
Azi looked at the nutritious breakfast prepared by the hospital. In fact, she doesn't eat much like this now, and everything she eats is the same.
"It's okay." After speaking lowly, Azi moved his hand.
"Wait!" Luo Wen hurriedly held up the bowl: "How do you have the strength now, let me feed you."
With that, Luo Wen blew out the porridge, took a sip of it, and delivered it to A Zi's mouth.
Azi looked at Luo Wenchong, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Are you really Luo Commanding?"
"Uh?"
"The'real' Luo Commander will not be so gentle."
Luo Wenchong's face blushed: "What are you talking about! You are a patient now, what is wrong with my big man taking care of the patient. Stop talking, eat porridge!"
As he said, Luo Wen rushed straight to deliver the porridge into A Zi's mouth.
A Zi took a bite of the porridge: "Is the Beitang family's affairs resolved?"
Luo Wen's eyes sank slightly: "You just think about this! Let's take care of your body first."
"If you don't tell me, then I will check it myself."
Luo Wen Chong's actions stopped: "You are an out-and-out workaholic, and this is almost guaranteed! That's right, things in Beitang's family are settled. Don't worry."
Said it is relieved, but how can I really let it go.
The Si Shentang rebellion, even if it didn't cause any major damage, would be a great injury to the Beitang family.
"Are you still frowning?" Luo Wenchong said dissatisfied: "You are lying down like this, what are you still thinking about? Beitangxiu is not so weak, right? You woman always worry about him!"
A Zi raised her eyebrows and said amused: "Hey, when did Commander Luo become a little daughter-in-law?"
Like a little daughter-in-law? !
Luo Wen glared at the boss, wishing to grab Azi's collar and yell at her: How is he like a little wife? !
He is obviously a big man, OK!
"Nonsense!" Now he can only show up, and it hurts my heart that this woman is weak now!
"Today, Commander Luo said a lot more. Those who complain about this, complain about that, I have to record it another day, and I will be a joke when I have time."
When Azi was so teased, Luo Wen frowned.
Yes, he also seems to think he talks a little too much.
"You don't like listening, I just shut up."
"Are you angry?" Azi smiled: "Are you angry so soon?"
"Who said I was angry?! Am I such a stingy man!"
"Luo Wenchong, do you like me?"
"!" Luo Wen was stunned.
The last sentence was still teasing him, and the next sentence came directly ambiguous!
How could he stand up to such a long-span jump?
"Ah, stop talking and eat porridge."
"do you like me?"
"The porridge is cold, let's talk about it after eating the porridge."
"do you like me?"
"Come on, open your mouth!"
"I like you."
"..." Luo Wenchong's heart moved, his hands trembled, and the porridge in the soup splashed out.
This is her second confession.
Azi sighed and said every word: "I like you, but if you don't like me, but you just pity me, then please leave."