The cold blooded princess and the iceberg prince

New Year's Song: Finally, we all cried.There is no youth anymore, but it will last forever. Please always remember that summer when we loved each other.

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Everyone should know that the funeral four months later will belong to Lingyu Bingxi.We go back to the day before that, the original six months ago...

In the evening, at the bar, I sat and drank with Mu Yufeng, but the conversation with him was a smile, wry smile, a sneer, and a half-hearted smile, but both of them were in pain and consternation.For the first time, they were all drunk.

When she arrived in the house, the wind was surging, and the emotions that had been squeezed for many years were mixed with inexplicable desires pouring out. She was struggling in pain, and tears could also be mixed with sweat to flow wantonly... That bright touch of red, there is a kind of silent traces of telling.

Later, she knew that she was pregnant, and everything went so smoothly. Looking around, she took care of Xiang Liuchou for a while, and Xiang Xingzhou was born.She was also tired, and she gave birth to a boy who surprised the world or the nurse by herself. Really, she could vaguely see the shadow of Mu Yufeng attached to the baby, she was unexpected still cry.

The child, she convinced the doctor and gave a large sum of money to let the doctor carry the child and a letter to the Moyang mansion, and she also embarked on the final road of no return. Huangquan Road is not yellow, my dear Yu, You know, that child doesn't have a name yet, don't tell him, his mother is me... She stood smilingly on the upstairs that she had entrusted all her life. Let the two companies merge, and all the black businesses will be bleached. After all the heartache and pain, she has no courage and strength.

Standing on that tall building, tears streaming down her face, like a phoenix with broken wings, she was in extreme pain, looking at the ostentatious black sports car, the man hurriedly began to climb upstairs, she had to wait.She knew that she was too cruel, and she only considered her last feelings and didn't care about him, so she smiled.

Unexpectedly, her father came with him, followed by the bodyguards of the two families. "Get back!" Her tone was condensed, and all the bodyguards disappeared immediately, and her father also tactfully refused to listen and avoided.

"You can blame me, Yu." Mu Yufeng came holding the child, looked at the child, and Mu Yufeng smiled: "How could that be. By the way, the child is called Mu Jingjing." She stretched out her cold hand, and the chill penetrated Into the child's skin, the child cried.Shocking, she closed her eyes in pain: "I know I'm too much, I miss me, you can read my diary and the letter I wrote to you."

"I haven't read that letter yet, can you read it to me?" He said abandoning everything.

"Okay." Her evil smile remained the same, and she jumped up, "I'm sorry, let's take a step first, I will be in heaven, no, hell will read you those cruel words..."

The summer against the light disappeared into her bright red skirt, just like a wedding dress. Mu Yuyu wanted to find her, but the child restrained him, and her father also restrained him: "Yu, Bingxi did it!" It’s too much.” However, the crowd around him made him very uncomfortable, so he rushed downstairs and yelled at them: “Get out——” Tears also rolled out of her eyes, diluting her dark red blood away with tick-tock, Distinguish where is the blood, where is the skirt.

Later, her letter was an important evidence that he was divorced, but he insisted on following the police.As a result, Lingyu Bingxi's father proved his innocence to the police.One month old, ten years older.

At her funeral, he sat there, watching everyone's grief, except for his close partners, or their wives, those crying, sad people, how many were real, how many were fake, who Do not know at all.When Mu Jingjing was ten years old, he was very smart and sensible. He also learned about his mother from the servant, and secretly found the letter from that year and a photo of his mother.

In that photo, the mother was wearing a thin hospital gown, very haggard, with very coquettish blue hair, he looked at the child in the woman's arms already had a layer of fluffy hair, just like him, silver of.He looked at the downturned photos not far away. At that time, his father was very noble and cold, and his mother was also handsome and charming. They were a good match and very young.And my father, although he still loves to ignore others, treats him very well.

"Jing'er." The father pushed open the door, his hair was silver and there was no difference, but Xiao Jing already knew that his father's hair turned white all night for his mother.The letter was on the table:

Sorry, Mama's baby and Mu Yufeng:

I'm really sorry, maybe you'll never forgive me, but wait until the baby grows up, okay?

Huangquan Road was originally a very scary street, afraid of Naihe Bridge, Sansheng Stone, Wangchuan Water, and Meng Po Tang, but now it seems to be looking forward to the sea of ​​flowers of mandala and manjusawa.I'll tell you, then you're in a beautiful place.

I have seen the loss of others, that is, death, very indifferently and indifferently.Therefore, I also want to die noble, so I wronged you a little, Yu.

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—————Lingyu Bingxi

Very indifferent, really indifferent, Mu Jingjing couldn't believe that his mother was so cold-hearted, but she also shed tears.

He also saw his father, kneeling not far away, as if his strength had been taken out of his body, and he was also crying...