Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

Chapter 720 Can't Think of a Title

"President Lu, Miss Shen, Miss Shen is dead, she was drowned..."

"Boom—" tinnitus sounded suddenly, and his brain went blank. For a long time...a long time...Lu Tingchuan didn't react. He seemed to be in a hallucination. No matter how hard he tried or how much he hurt himself, he couldn't wake up.

Lu Tingchuan looked down, and the milk tea in his hand was directly squeezed and splashed all over his body. At this moment, his hands were trembling violently.

He opened his mouth and uttered a word with great difficulty: "What did you say?"

"Boss Lu, Miss Shen is dead, come back quickly..." The voice was intermittent, and Aunt Lin who called him was crying choked up except for her anxious voice.

"How could it be, the water in the garden pond was drained, and you are watching, how could she be drowned! Say, what happened to her?

Do you want you to lie to me, coax her more, she is a child now, if she cries, you can give her candy and say that Ah Ming will be back soon, sing to her, hug her, I am here now On the way back, I bought her favorite milk tea..." Lu Tingchuan's voice gradually became sobbing, he felt that Aunt Lin was lying to him, but a subconscious voice told him that Shen Qing was really dead...

They wouldn't joke about Shen Qing's life, but he didn't want to admit it, thinking about it for a moment, his heart ached and he couldn't bear the pain.

"Miss Shen, she was suffocated to death in the bathtub, filled with water, holding the wet quilt..."

Lu Tingchuan opened his mouth to refute something, and spit out a mouthful of blood. The bright red blood dripped on his hands, making his nails gray. He couldn't close his mouth, and couldn't control the sobs in his throat. His lips were red.

There was a strong smell of blood in the carriage, Lu Tingchuan trembled violently, his upper body became weak, and he fell straight forward from the seat.

The driver was sitting in the driver's seat. He had already started the car and was about to drive, but he stopped immediately when Lu Tingchuan made a move. Looking back, Lu Tingchuan, who was still fine just now, was already covered in blood.

His pupils kept shrinking because of fear, and his whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, and he fell into a momentary stiffness. He fell down, and he was still tightly protecting the half cup of milk tea in his arms.

"Mr. Lu!"

Lu Tingchuan couldn't hear anything. He seemed to have lost consciousness and was isolated from the world. In his world, his life, heartbeat, and breathing all stopped. He could feel the passage of time, but he couldn't feel his own. His life is flowing, he seems to be dead, he doesn't know whether he is cold or warm.

The driver got out of the car and helped Lu Tingchuan to the seat. He couldn't hear the voice on the phone, but he heard what Lu Tingchuan said just now, what, Miss Shen was drowned.

how could be?

Before they left, Shen Qing foolishly saw them off at the door, how could such a young person die?

Shen Qing is only 22 years old this year.

22 years old, peach and plum years, the most beautiful age for a woman, how could she die?

Lu Tingchuan grabbed the driver's hand. Blood was still gushing out of his throat. He tried his best to suppress it, but he choked on the blood in his mouth. He frowned uncomfortably, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Drive, go back, I want to go back... Drive faster, I want to go back to see Shen Qing, if you don't go back, the milk tea will be cold..."

Milk tea at room temperature doesn't exist whether it's cold or not, but Lu Tingchuan only felt the chill seeping out of his heart continue to spread to his palm along the blood flow. Like ice.

"Go back, I want to go home, drive faster, hurry up, please..." When Lu Tingchuan said the word "beg", his brain was unconscious, and he didn't even know who to say "beg". All he could think about was hurrying home so that he could see his Ah Qing when he got home.

"Mr. Lu, sit still."

"Okay..." Lu Tingchuan said with a trembling voice, leaning back on the back of the chair, "I will sit firmly and not fall again."

Seeing that he was sitting still, the driver immediately returned to the driver's seat. This time, he drove the car very fast. Fortunately, there was no traffic jam, and he ran a red light all the way to Beicheng.

Lu Tingchuan wiped the blood off his face. His eyes were dull, as if he had fallen into a hallucination. He wiped off the blood bit by bit, and it was also on the milk tea. Wipe to clean.

When he got home, Lu Tingchuan went to open the door before the car stopped. His legs were lame and he wanted to go out, but he fell to the ground. All his attention was on the milk tea in his hand, and he tried his best to protect it. But he couldn't protect himself, the fall directly landed on his face, a large piece of skin was reddened, and the corner of his mouth was hurt.

Holding the milk tea in his left hand, he crawled forward bit by bit with his right hand on the ground. The driver got out of the car and helped him up. Lu Tingchuan was walking almost dragging his feet. If the driver hadn't supported him, he would definitely lie on the ground again.

There were housekeepers, servants, chefs, and Aunt Lin standing at the door... There were nine of them at a glance. Lu Tingchuan seldom paid attention to their faces. Today, when he looked at them, he found that everyone's complexion was not good, either pale or red-eyed. There were still wet tears on his face.

What are you crying for?

Just like a dead person.

Shen Qing will not die, she must be waiting for him at home, sleeping on the bed, or singing with the two children.

How could she die so stupidly because she is so afraid of pain? The way of death that Aunt Lin said is that no one can persist, it is better to cut her wrist with a knife.

Moreover, why did Shen Qing commit suicide? Even if she has recovered her memory, she has two children... She likes children so much, why doesn't she want them?

"Where's Shen Qing?"

Everyone bowed their heads, only the housekeeper said in a hoarse voice, "It's upstairs in the bedroom."

"Go upstairs."

There is an elevator available, Lu Tingchuan's knee hurts every time he takes a step, and after finally going up, he looks at the person lying on the bed.

Heh...he laughed lightly, and said with a hoarse voice: "I'll just say they're lying to me, look, isn't Ah Qing all right?

She is just taking a nap, but she slept a little longer today, it’s okay, I’m here to accompany her, and when she wakes up, I’ll give her the milk tea I bought. She likes to drink sweet ones, but she can’t Drink more, milk tea five points of sugar, eating too much sweet is easy to develop tooth decay. "

He was talking to himself, as if he was speaking to the driver, but also as if he was speaking to himself.

The driver looked at Lu Tingchuan and felt that the man in front of him had gone crazy.

With the help of the driver's hand, the crazy Lu Tingchuan slowly walked to the bed. He carefully put half a cup of milk tea in his hand on the bedside table. He wanted to sit on the bed, but realized that his body was too dirty.

Lu Tingchuan took a deep look at Shen Qing, she closed her eyes tightly, her complexion turned pale, a layer of white skin appeared on her lips, her hair was still wet and scattered on the bed like seaweed.