Billionaire's Favorite: The President's Handy Little Sweet Wife

He glanced at Qin Shu and continued to open the box.

But when he touched the things inside, he froze for a moment, and looked at Qin Shu in surprise: "Miss Qin, this..."

Qin Shu ignored the bodyguards, she stared at the box the whole time, and the moment the lid was opened, she saw the bloody scene inside.

Her eyes turned black, and she almost fainted.

Fortunately, he was caught in time by bodyguards.

"Miss Qin, could this be..." The bodyguard guessed rashly from the size of the hand, "It's the young master's...hand."

Qin Shu didn't speak, but raised his hand to cover his mouth, and looked away without daring to take another look.

Reminiscent of the message just now, for a moment, she only felt that her heart was tightened so hard that she couldn't breathe from the pain.

However, there was another fluke in her heart.

What if Han Meng lied to her?

Qin Shu took off the hand covering his mouth, gasped for several times, tried his best to calm himself down, then summoned up his courage, and turned his gaze back again.

In the box, lay a severed hand quietly, the hand was full of blood, the original color could not be seen, it was just short and fleshy, and the size was also the same as Weiwei's.

More importantly, there was a small mole on the thumb of that hand near the wrist.

Isn't this the mark on Wei Wei's body?

After confirming the identity of the severed hand, Qin Shu's heart ached again.

With a plop, she fell to the ground unbearably, and passed out.

The bodyguard was terrified and immediately reported the situation to Chu Linchen.

"Han Meng..."

In a coma, Qin Shu still chanted Han Meng's name, never hating someone so much.

She actually did this kind of thing to Weiwei, she was insane!

Not only that, but she also said that she would return Weiwei little by little.

A little bit......

Qin Shu opened his eyes abruptly, with hatred surging in his eyes.

Just looking at the gray ceiling and warm yellow light above her head, she was startled, like a dream.

Is it a nightmare?

"you're awake."

A low, familiar voice came from beside him.

Qin Shu turned his head slightly, and saw Chu Linchen looking at him with frowning eyes.

In his deep eyes, he made no effort to hide his concern for her.

Qin Shu was startled, not interested in exploring his concern for her, immediately grabbed his hand and asked, "Didn't you go to save Weiwei? Why are you here?"

"I received a message from the bodyguard and rushed back immediately."

Qin Shu's heart sank, and he suddenly let go of him weakly, muttering: "So, it's not a dream..."

She suddenly pulled up the quilt and covered her face, tears streaming out violently.

Her precious son was tortured in the hands of Han Meng.

And she can't help it!

Qin Shu was immersed in grief, and the quilt used to cover her was suddenly torn off.

When Chu Linchen saw her crying for the first time, he was slightly taken aback.

Under her dissatisfied stare, he said with some melancholy: "That's not Wei Wei's hand."

Qin Shu's eyes were full of tears at this moment, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but he heard his words.

She shook her head subconsciously, "Impossible, I can recognize it, there is a mole on it, just like Weiwei's!"

"This is Han Meng's conspiracy. She deliberately scares you."

As Chu Linchen said, he stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, looked at her fixedly, and said, "Trust me."