Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

Late at night, a man in black sat quietly in a room without lights.

A hand with a white glove was gently rubbing the armrest of the chair. In front of him, on the entire wall, a video was being projected. In the video, a woman grew up from a young girl.

The timidity of seeing a stranger for the first time, the shock of seeing a bloody scene for the first time, the trembling of swinging a knife for the first time, the anger of being stabbed in the back by a companion for the first time, the calmness of performing a mission exercise for the first time, every The scenes are all fixed at the moment when her facial expression is clearest.

As if appreciating a painting, the man leaned his head slightly on the back of the chair, squinted his eyes, and watched carefully.

The woman was holding a cup of coffee and looking at him through the crack of the door.

The masked face of the man is still stiff, making it impossible to see any emotional changes, but he nods and shakes his head as the picture changes, which shows that he is intoxicated with the people on the picture.

Looking at the face in the video with jealous eyes, the woman's clenched fingers almost crushed the tray.

"Who?"

A low growl suddenly sounded from inside the door. The woman shook her hand and almost dropped the coffee in her hand. When she regained her composure, she hurriedly said, "It's me!"

"Come in."

The woman pushed the door open in response, walked in front of the man in small steps, stood beside the man, carefully avoiding the man's sight of the video in front, and respectfully handed the coffee to the man.

"Master, please use your coffee slowly!"

The man picked up the coffee casually, took a sip, and the moment he raised his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he frowned suddenly, and threw the coffee out of his hand.

The coffee cup hit the floor and instantly shattered. The scalding coffee splashed onto the woman's legs. She didn't even care to deal with it. She knelt down on the ground with a plop and bowed down to apologize again and again.

"Master, I'm sorry! I was wrong..."

The man's cold eyes fell on the top of her head: "Say, what's wrong?"

"I...I..." The woman faltered, but couldn't explain why. After hesitating for a while, she said tremblingly, "I didn't control the temperature properly, the coffee was too hot..."

"Bastard!"

The man lifted his leg and kicked the woman fiercely to the ground.

"Master!" The woman crawled over obediently, and once again possessed herself and lay down in front of the man, maintaining the original posture, trembling all over.

The man raised her chin with his feet, his eyes were cold.

"Who made you wear these gloves?"

Only then did the woman come to her senses, and hurriedly tore off the black glove from her hand, exposing her bare, scabbed little finger of her right hand. She smoothed out the wrinkles of the glove, dragged her hands above her head, and buried her body lower.

"Master, I was wrong!"

"Where did you get it?"

"In...in the small warehouse..."

"Do you know whose belongings this is?"

"Yes... it's yours..."
She remembered that a long, long time ago, she accidentally saw him holding these black gloves for a long time, but, for some reason, she never saw him take them out again.

Until she lost her little finger and stumbled upon it in the warehouse.

After trying it, she was surprised to find that it matched her size very well. Remembering that he always likes to wear gloves to show others, she thought he just liked gloves, so she put them on without hesitation, imagining that she could please him, but turn out to be……

Made a mistake again.

"No," the man shook his head, he turned his face to the frozen frame of the video, and said slowly, "This is hers!"

The woman was shocked, she had never been there before, this woman is a taboo here, she knows it better than anyone else.

"I'm sorry, master, I'm the one who overstepped, I'm sorry..."

Before the woman finished speaking, the man slapped her face directly. The slap was so harsh and urgent that blood flowed from the corner of the woman's mouth. The man who was emotionally stable just now widened his eyes. , staring at her closely, even though she was wearing a mask, she was still ferocious.

"Hahaha..." He approached her, laughing wildly, and then said in a piercing sad tone: "This is hers, but she doesn't want it anymore..." After speaking, his voice suddenly rose again , "Even if it's something she doesn't want, you don't have the right to touch it, understand?"

"Ming... understand, master, I was wrong! I was wrong!"

"Punish!"

"Yes!"

The woman knelt on the ground and slapped herself one after another. The bright red blood trickled down from the corner of her mouth. She hurriedly raised her hand to wipe it away. She was afraid that the man would be unhappy when he saw it. She secretly raised her eyes, but the man's gaze fell on the wall again. On the screen, concentrate.

Jealousy has stained the woman's eyes red.

She stared viciously at the side face of the woman on the screen, a wave of malice arose spontaneously.

I am also a human being, why can't I even get what you don't want?
Why? !

In the early morning, Fang Jianning was doing yoga in front of the window, and suddenly felt a throbbing pain in the back of her head, followed by strong nausea. She was taken aback, hurried to the bathroom, and vomited out of her mouth.

How could this be?
This has happened more than once. In the past few days, Fang Jianing has always felt a throbbing pain in his head for no reason. At first, the symptoms were relatively mild, but in the past two days, not only have they become more frequent, but the pain seems to have deepened. This time Even accompanied by vomiting?
Fang Jianning stared at the filth in the pool in a daze, she was obviously in good health, why did this happen suddenly?After cleaning the pool, Fang Jianning habitually took out his mobile phone to call Xu Shaohan, but suddenly thought that he was injured and it was inconvenient, not to mention that he should be with Bao Siheng now.

Not wanting to cause any complications, Fang Jianning simply tidied up and prepared to go out to the hospital.

In order to recover from his injuries, Bo Siheng has been in the hospital for half a month.

For Bo Siheng, this half month has been more tormented than any other injury. No matter what excuses or reasons he makes, the people arranged by Bo Siheng will follow him every step of the way to prevent him from sneaking out again. Nothing serious caused the injury to worsen.

Lynch went downstairs to pay the fee, and Bao Siheng, who was free, immediately jumped up from the bed and slipped out.

Standing at the entrance of the hospital, Fang Jianning hesitated.

This is exactly the hospital where Bo Siheng is. She originally went to another hospital, but the brain doctor there insisted on letting her come here, because the doctors here are the most professional.

You can't even give up your own health just to avoid Bo Siheng, right?

Try to keep a low profile.

Fang Jianning gritted her teeth, made up her mind, pulled up the hood of the sweater to cover half of her face, wrapped her coat more tightly, and walked in quickly with her head down.

Half an hour later, Fang Jianning walked out disappointed, the doctor's words echoing in his mind.

"Ms. Fang, your CT scan is really strange. I have never seen such a scan. It seems...as if it was taken away... Sorry, Ms. Fang, with the current medical level of our hospital, I cannot give it to you. You make accurate judgments, so I suggest you go to a more authoritative hospital, preferably abroad, where the technology is more advanced than ours!"

Going abroad is already an extravagant wish for her who is currently penniless, not to mention expensive medical expenses...

When he was at a loss, he bumped into a person head-on.

The man turned his head, and the wig fell off, revealing a face that surprised Fang Jianning.