Sick pet: Fu Shaonuan's wife has to be coaxed

Chapter 18 018: No one wants to be alone

On the sofa in the living room, a man in a suit and leather shoes was sitting upright, with handsome features and a resolute silhouette. Only the subtle eye lines at the corners of his eyes could tell his age.

Mu Yingping tugged on his tie, but didn't take it off, his face full of impatience.

As if he didn't see his irritability, Kong Ansi took two steps forward, like a gentle flower of interpretation, "We're all home, let's change our clothes."

Before his hand touched the collar, Mu Yingping got up and gave her a cold look, "I'll be leaving right away."

Kong Ansi's expression froze, a little ferocious.

Xie Yuhua turned into a cannibal flower, and Mu Yingping didn't want to look at it. He frowned, looked away, and looked at Mu Jinyue, "I heard you transferred?"

I also need to hear about my daughter's affairs.

Mu Jinyue replied yes, with a lazy voice.

"You...forget it." Frowning tightly, Mu Yingping didn't say anything after all, and was about to leave.

He just took a step, and Kong Ansi screamed with red eyes: "Are you going to find that vixen again!" Crazy, hysterical, dignified, graceful and luxurious, she just threw it away.

Mu Yingping didn't hesitate for a moment, and strode away.

After being dazed for two seconds, Kong Ansi covered his face, squatted on the ground and cried loudly.

"do not Cry."

Mu Jinyue was expressionless, but there seemed to be waves in her bright eyes. She pursed her lips, knelt down and patted Kong Ansi's shoulder.

As soon as his hand touched her, Kong Ansi trembled and looked up. She was crying, her make-up was all over her face, her almond eyes were red and swollen, but she couldn't hide the violent madness in her.

She pushed hard and growled: "You don't need to pretend to be kind! If it weren't for you! How could my son die!"

There was a blanket on the floor, and the fall didn't hurt, Mu Jinyue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the light from the crystal lamp above her head was warm orange, warm and genial, but it couldn't dispel the haze in her eyes.

She spoke, her voice was very soft, with a smile, she couldn't tell whether it was self-deprecating or self-loathing: "Now? What do you want me to do? Get out? Or stay here and call you?"

"I want you to give me back my son!" Kong Ansi rushed forward, pinched her neck and yelled, repeating a few words: "Why didn't you die that day!"

Kong Ansi was furious, Mu Jinyue blushed and breathed with her mouth open.

She pushed her away with a wave of her hand, and coughed while covering her neck. There was a pinch mark on her fair neck, and Mu Jinyue raised her head, her eyes were red, and her peach eyes were sparkling with burning fire.

Her voice was hoarse, but she still couldn't hide her clear tone: "I also died once that day."

Kong Ansi was startled, his bloodshot eyes were finally blurred.

Mu Jinyue was five years old, and Kong Ansi was seven months pregnant. One day, Kong Ansi heard that Mu Yingping was going to a certain lover's place to see their child.

When going downstairs, Kong Ansi stepped on the air, Mu Jinyue wanted to hold her back, but because of her lack of strength, Kong Ansi pulled her down and rolled down.

He fell down and hit the leg of the table, and the bright fruit knife on the table gleamed coldly under the incandescent lamp, Kong Ansi was in so much pain that he couldn't even think about it, he pulled Mu Jinyue beside him to block his stomach.

In the end, the child was not kept. It was a seven-month-old baby boy. Kong Ansi had been injured since then and was no longer fertile.

She went crazy, and after that, it drove Mu Jinyue crazy too, no one could be alone.

Mu Jinyue took a few breaths, her throat was still sore, but she didn't care at all, "Do you think that after the skin grafting, nothing happened?"

That knife left Mu Jinyue in a coma for a week in the intensive care unit.

(End of this chapter)