Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Fu Yan's hand shaking the water poured out, and the hot water spilled on the back of her hand, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

Threaten her with death?

But she knew now was not the time to argue with her mother.

She quietly pulled out a piece of paper.

A red mark was burned on the back of the hand, which was so thin and white.

"Mom, drink some water." Fu Yan put the water glass on the bedside table.

Turning sideways, he helped Song Qingshuang get up.

Song Qingshuang raised her other hand and brushed her hand away, "You want to fool around again?"

She suddenly grabbed Fu Yan's clothes.

"Yanyan, you don't listen to me now, do you? You have grown up and have your own work and life, and you don't even care about your mother's life or death?"

"If I didn't care about your life or death, would I rush here in a hurry? Ming Zheng and I originally planned to come to Lyon to see you at noon today and talk to you about the two of us. I have been feeling uneasy in the past two days, always feeling that there is something wrong with me. Something was going to happen, but I got a call from the hospital, you are my only relative in this world, how could I ignore your life and death?"

Fu Yan didn't break away. She turned her head and glanced out the window, forcing back the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes.

"No matter how many words you say that chill my heart, I will never be angry with you, because you are my mother, and I almost became a mother. I understand your hard work and am grateful to you for raising me, but I am free As an individual, I have the right to choose my own life."

"Is your choice the person who once designed our mother and daughter?" Song Qingshuang angrily yelled.

"Mom." Fu Yan frowned.

Song Qingshuang let go of her clothes, grabbed the water glass on the bedside table, suddenly raised her wrist, and poured all the water in the glass towards Fu Yan's face!

With a crash, Fu Yan subconsciously closed his eyes.

The water washed away the little remaining blood on her face.

Even though she had just mixed some cold water into the hot water, the water temperature was still a bit high.

"Are you awake now?"

Fu Yan raised his hands and rubbed his face, shaking off the excess water, "I've always been sober."

"Awake?" Song Qingshuang's eyes were red, feeling distressed and angry.

"If Huo Minzheng hadn't framed us, would you have stayed with him? Would you have been pregnant with his child? Would you have had a miscarriage and hurt your body? Others have healed their scars and forgotten the pain, but you haven't even healed your scars yet. , you have forgotten what Huo Minzheng did to you!"

Fu Yan knew that this matter must be explained clearly.

"The fact that I lost my child and hurt my body has nothing to do with Ming Zheng. It was Huo Yuanshi who poisoned me. That's why I lost my child and my body is worse than before."

Song Qingshuang's chest heaved violently and she took a deep breath.

She turned her head and closed her eyes, "If Huo Minzheng hadn't designed you to be pregnant with his child, how could he have given others the opportunity to take advantage of him? Huo Yuanshi is indeed hateful, but Huo Minzheng is the source of all your pain."

"Ming Zheng is not the source of my pain."

Song Qingshuang's face turned livid, "I'm just asking you, do you want to separate from him?"

"No."

"Okay, if you don't separate from him, then you won't want me as your mother!"

Song Qingshuang suddenly used her right hand to pick off the gauze wrapped around the cut wound on her left wrist.

"Mom!" Fu Yan said urgently, holding Song Qingshuang's right hand to stop her, "What are you doing!"

Song Qingshuang was extremely excited. She opened Fu Yan and pulled away the gauze.

What caught Fu Yan's eyes was a bloody wound, which was almost as wide as Song Qingshuang's wrist.

She almost rushed over and knelt beside the bed, holding Song Qingshuang's right hand tightly, "Mom, I beg you, don't do this!"

"Then do you want to separate from Huo Minzheng!" Song Qingshuang gasped, her emotionally unstable voice becoming sharp and sharp.

It was like a sharp knife cutting through Fu Yan's eardrum.

Fu Yan pressed his forehead against Song Qingshuang's right hand, lowered his head and burst into tears, "Mom, don't force me..."

"You're forcing me!"

"I have lived a vain and stupid life for so many years. Now I wake up and realize how ridiculous I was in the past. Forget about the past few decades. I don't want to be labeled as the Huo family's dog in the future. I want to leave. The further away the Huo family is, the better. I don’t want to have anything to do with anyone in the Huo family, and neither can you!”

Fu Yan didn't have a deep understanding of depression. He knew that this disease was not just about getting into trouble.

It's because of illness that you get into trouble.

That's why my mother clung to the words "Huo's dog".

Because these words pierced her self-esteem.

She rang the bell first and asked the nurse to come over and re-bandage Song Qingshuang's wound.

When the nurse saw the blood on the sheets and the floor, she was about to scold Fu Yan for not understanding the emotions of caring for the injured, but she swallowed her words when she saw Fu Yan's scratched and bleeding hands.

After changing the medicine, she went out.

As a result, he was stopped by a man outside the ward.

He is a man with an oriental face.

The other party asked politely in fluent French: "Excuse me, what happened inside?"

The nurse looked at the other person warily.

"We are with Miss Fu, please don't worry."

The nurse said and glanced at the tall man standing not far away in the direction he pointed.

Then I remembered that the woman was indeed with the man when she came just now, and the two of them were still holding hands together.

She relaxed slightly, "The mother and daughter had a dispute. Song Qingshuang opened the wound and scratched her daughter."

The nurse's voice was neither high nor low, but the man a few meters away heard it.

Before she could even finish her words, the man had already opened his long legs and walked quickly towards the door, his face gloomy and cold.

Cao Fang hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Mr. Huo, if you go in now, it will undoubtedly add fuel to the fire. Fu Xiaoli's situation will only become more difficult."

I scratched her...

These were the only words left in Huo Minzheng's mind.

The nurse explained: "It's not serious, it's just scratching the skin and bleeding a little."

Cao Fang: "..."

He glanced at the nurse with complicated eyes and reminded her to stop talking.

It’s better not to explain!

Mr. Huo cannot see or hear Miss Fu making any mistakes now.

Huo Minzheng's expression could be described as "black clouds are threatening to destroy the city".

Cao Fang tried his best and was almost unable to stop Huo Mingzheng. If Cao Yuan hadn't joined in in time, Huo Mingzheng would have broken into the ward and taken Fu Yan away.

So it's hard to say what will happen to Song Qingshuang by then.

After Song Qingshuang heard what Lu Jingmao said, she chose to commit suicide without any nostalgia. If Fu Yan was taken away by Huo Mingzheng again at this juncture, I am afraid Song Qingshuang would really use her own life to prevent them from being together.

"Mr. Huo, don't be impulsive."

It was Cao Yuan who said this.