No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

Aying held Adai in her arms and walked closer and closer, when she saw the woman lying on the ground.

In the night sky, Ah Ying's scream was heard——

"Ms. Lin! Miss Lin, what are you doing?"

"What will happen to Ada if you leave?

……

The Adai in her arms was only a few months old, but she seemed to have anticipated her mother's death and cried loudly to the sky, sobbing non-stop...

Aying was afraid that the child would be traumatized, so she covered her eyes to prevent her from seeing her mother's miserable condition.

It was a rose blooming in the dark night.

Downstairs, there was chaos.

Soon the police came and set up a cordon around the accident site to prevent anyone from disturbing the scene. Even Aying could only hold Adai and watch her mistress from afar.

Ah Ying is capable, but also helpless.

After all, she has no relatives here.

Oh, Mrs. Joe...

Suddenly, she remembered Mrs. Qiao who came to her house last time. She said she would definitely come to her if she had any problems. Now that Miss Lin had encountered such a big problem, she had to ask Mrs. Qiao for help.

Aying took out Meng Yan's business card from her small wallet.

The phone was connected and she spoke in a trembling voice.

Over there, Qiao Shiyan and Meng Yan answered the phone and immediately rushed over here...

Aying threw away her phone.

She rushed forward holding the child, crying and begging those people: "Our Miss Lin is very young and in good health. Do you want to call an ambulance? Do you want to try to save her life? The child is still so young and cannot be without a mother!"

Those people looked at the child and shook their heads slightly.

Hopeless.

Ah Ying hugged Ah Dai tightly.

The child is still crying...

On Christmas Eve, it is bustling everywhere and the celebration will not stop because of the passing of a life.

……

The lights in the box are bright.

There was a loud noise outside, and then a bang as if something heavy had fallen. Then there was the sound of a baby crying on the first floor, and there were also the sounds of people discussing something about how young people are and how they can't think straight. He even heard a voice saying "Adai..."

Shen Cishu didn't even raise his eyebrows.

He guessed in his heart that it was Lin Mo Nong who jumped off the building. A person with her personality could not stand being humiliated in public by Zhao Jingwan... Now, she must be dead!

He thought that it would be better to die, as it would bring peace of mind.

Someone died downstairs.

The two families were in no mood to celebrate Christmas Eve, and left the table one after another. When they left, a red coat was lying quietly on the ground in the aisle. It was the coat that Lin Mo Nong had worn when she came...

Shen Cishu had a smile on his face the whole time, and seemed to be in a good mood.

But when I saw that dress,

The corner of his eye couldn't help but twitch.

He quickened his pace, as if he didn't want to see the dress, didn't want to recall a woman who had betrayed him... Yes, she approached him for money, she betrayed him, and she also aborted their child.

She deserved to die, what a pity!

The Shen family guessed it.

Mrs. Shen hesitated to speak.

Zhao Jingwan's face was pale, and she didn't dare to look at the violent situation downstairs. She felt a little regretful, fearing that Lin Mo Nong would become a wronged ghost and take her life...

She saw Adai, who was only a few months old and very beautiful. She looked very much like Shen Cishu and also a bit like Meng Yan.

The child kept crying.

She thought that Lin Mo Nong did not tell Shen Cishu.

Otherwise, Shen Cishu would not be so cruel as to take Lin Mo Nong's life.

No matter how stupid Zhao Jingwan was, she guessed that she had become a knife. She killed Lin Mo Nong for Shen Cishu. She should have been happy that the couple were of one mind, but at this moment she felt that her husband was terrible.

If he treats his lover like this, how would he treat himself?

Before getting on the car, Shen Cishu finally turned around and took a look.

The police car blocked most of his view, but he could still see a woman lying in a pool of blood among the dispersing crowd. She was lying on her back, looking very peaceful, without the slightest sign of unwillingness.

Lin Mo Nong, Mo Nong...

In the RV, little Shen Xi called his father to get in the car, saying that the dead person was a bad woman.

Shen Cishu paused and got into the car.

When he returned to the Shen residence, he felt indescribably flustered. He felt happy, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the death of Lin Mo Nong... He turned over and wanted to hug Zhao Jingwan, perhaps if he vented his energy he would stop having wild thoughts.

Zhao Jingwan dodged.

She was one meter away from her husband. She looked up at the dark ceiling and said in a light tone that she was tired.

She was afraid for the first time and felt that her husband was too cruel.

At night, Shen Cishu had a dream.

He dreamed of Lin Mo Nong.

In the bright hall of the villa, she was pampered. She stood in the hall and painted oil paintings. Occasionally, she would tilt her head and talk to him like a lover. She said, "Mr. Shen likes oil painting, so I learned it on purpose."

He dreamed that she went to the detention center and she told him that she had never loved him.

If she had never loved before, if she was just a prostitute, how could she have easily fallen into his trap and gone to her death...

Finally, there is a blooming rose.

Without even saying goodbye, she opened the door of the box and jumped down resolutely.

She didn't say goodbye to her Mr. Shen.

She said that she and Mr. Shen would be together for life.

Shen Cishu woke up from a nightmare, felt a chill on his back, and broke out in a cold sweat.

He lifted the silk quilt and got out of bed.

Zhao Jingwan was also awake. She heard the sound of someone getting dressed in the dark and guessed that her husband was going out... She thought he should also see his lover off.

Zhao Jingwan was always afraid.

After Shen Cishu left, she also got up and quietly went to the courtyard to burn incense, asking Lin Mo Nong to find Shen Cishu if she was unwilling to give up, instead of looking for the three of them...

……

It's quiet at night.

Shen Cishu drove alone and returned to the downstairs of the restaurant.

The ground was washed clean, and the road was busy, as if the death had never happened. Only a trace of bloody smell remained in the air...

Shen Cishu stood quietly on the street.

He looked at the place where Lin Mo Nong had been lying for a long time, until his eyes became sore and swollen, until two lines of hot tears suddenly slid down from the corners of his eyes...

Is it true, indifferent?

Did he really not have any feelings at all?

If I don't love you, how can I vent my anger like this...

Shen Cishu stood alone on the street. It was late at night and he was tired.

But he didn't know where to go.

She wanted to find a place where she could hear someone calling him "Mr. Shen", but suddenly she discovered that the man had been killed by her. She died on Christmas Eve while rushing to a date with Mr. Shen.

Shen Cishu smiled,

That laugh was uglier than crying...

……

The winter day is solemn and the sky and earth are gloomy.

Lin Mo Nong was buried in a small unknown cemetery in City B. There were birds singing and flowers blooming, and there were blue skies and white clouds...

The photo of Lin Mo Nong on the monument shows her looking young and beautiful.

Lin Mo Nong cut off contact with her relatives. Only Qiao Shiyan, Meng Yan and A Ying attended her funeral. After she was buried, A Ying gave Qiao Shiyan a key and an address.

Ah Ying said, "I know that Mr. and Mrs. Qiao are trustworthy. This is Miss Lin's house, located in City C... that person's favorite small city. In the house are all of Miss Lin's valuables. I entrust them to Mr. Qiao, and A Dai... I also entrust them to Mr. and Mrs. Qiao."

Aying touched Adai's forehead.

Finally, she said, "I have to go! Adai, please leave me alone."

Qiao Shiyan hugged Adai.

He asked Ah Ying to rest assured: "With us here, the child will not suffer, and we will definitely give her a happy childhood and future."

With tears in her eyes, Aying still left.

……

Three days later, Qiao Shiyan went to Shen's Company to look for Shen Cishu.

He wants to tell Shen Cishu the truth.

It was Ada's umbilical cord blood that saved his son's life, but he turned evil on his son and killed Lin Mo Nong... He wanted to question whether Shen Cishu was a man and why he made things difficult for a woman.

Everything was done by Qiao Shiyan.

If you want revenge, take revenge on Qiao Shiyan. What's the point of competing with a woman!

What's more, that person gave birth to children for him.

But Shen Cishu's secretary said that Mr. Shen was not there and was out socializing.

Qiao Shiyan asked for the location with his fist.

When he arrived at the club, in broad daylight, Shen Cishu was already living a life of drunkenness and dreaming——

In the luxurious box, Shen Cishu was lying on the lap of a prostitute, with three buttons of his snow-white shirt open, his belt loose, and his black hair a little messy.

Needless to say, women are definitely in an even worse situation.

There had been a fierce battle just now.

The woman was feeding Shen Cishu grapes, a bunch of imported grapes, one by one, fed into Shen Cishu's mouth by the beauty...

Shen Cishu enjoyed the beauty's favor.

He looked at the young woman, at her features. He hadn't felt it before, but now the more he looked at her, the more he felt that she resembled someone. As for who it was, he didn't want to think about it, he just wanted to experience it.

Just as they were about to start another fierce battle, the door was kicked open.

Qiao Shiyan came in.

The manager tried to stop him, but Mr. Qiao was so violent that he pushed him against the wall and threatened, "Say one more word and I'll tear down your store."

The manager trembled.

Everyone in City B knows that Mr. Qiao is a living devil. He can demolish a club just by saying so.

Qiao Shiyan dealt with the manager, told him to get lost, and strode into the box... Both the prostitute and Shen Cishu looked at him, one panicked and the other calm.

Qiao Shiyan pulled the woman up and looked at her face carefully.

Then he understood.

Qiao Shiyan sneered and told the woman to put on her clothes and get out. The woman knew his reputation and methods, so she quickly ran out holding her clothes and said sorry to Shen Cishu.

The box door closed gently.

Qiao Shiyan thought the light inside was too dim, so he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and pulled open the curtains.

It suddenly became bright.

Qiao Shiyan turned around, looked at Shen Cishu quietly, spoke quietly, and told him quietly: "She's dead! I buried her, and didn't go back to my hometown or to City C... Shen Cishu, she has no home! In her heart, perhaps her brief relationship with you is her home, her life's destination. Yes, she is sorry for you, but I ordered you to do that, and you should deal with me, but isn't it right for me to deal with you like this? How did your Shen family treat Meng Yan in the beginning? She was dragged to the operating table to extract bone marrow while pregnant, just to save your sick son."

"Shen Cishu, Meng Yan doesn't owe you anything, and I don't owe you anything either."

"Lin Mo Nong doesn't owe you anything either."

"Don't the Shen family call her a prostitute? Don't you also call her a prostitute? What's wrong with her taking money to do things? Why, you're getting serious with her? You're asking her to love you, but what's the benefit of loving you? Loving you means being humiliated and forced to end your young life!"

"I'm a step late!"

"I can't save her, but I think I can at least beat you up."

……

Qiao Shiyan lifted Shen Cishu's collar.

Punch after punch, he threw hard, violently breaking Shen Cishu's nose again.

He threw a punch and then swore something.

The fight ended with blood all over his hands, but he felt no pain. He just wanted to make Shen Cishu feel pain, to make him sober.

Shen Cishu fell on the carpet.

He was panting heavily and his body was covered in blood.

Qiao Shiyan kicked him hard again and spat, "You killed the person who loved you."

Finally, Qiao Shiyan's eyes turned red.

With trembling hands, he took out a cigarette case and a lighter, lowered his head and lit them. He didn't want to talk to a loser like Shen Cishu anymore, so he left a sentence -

He said he was waiting for Shen Cishu to come find him.

The door of the box was opened and then closed again, and the walls were buzzing.

Shen Cishu's face was covered in blood, but he smiled.

He was so happy!

This zombie-like body finally regained consciousness. It turns out that he also feels pain!

But what did Qiao Shiyan say? Did he ask him to go find him?

What a joke!

He, Shen Cishu, did kill Lin Mo Nong, but that was her own fault, wasn't it? Why should he mourn for a prostitute? Why should he apologize? She owed him first...

How come you don’t owe it?

Now that she is dead, who will repay his resentment?

Shen Cishu stood up shakily, and continued to live a life of drunkenness and indulge in wine and women...

……

Qiao Shiyan returned to the villa.

In the evening, the sky was filled with rosy clouds and the sound of a baby crying could be heard from the second floor.

The servant came to tell him that Mrs. Chu had come and was accompanying his wife upstairs. She also asked him about the dishes for tonight...

Qiao Shiyan held a cigarette between his slender fingers and said calmly, "Let's cook two dishes that Mrs. Chu likes and invite her to stay for dinner. Mrs. Chu has been in a bad mood these past few days, and she should enjoy the meal more with her friends around."

The servant couldn't help but say, "Sir, this is so thoughtful."

Qiao Shiyan just smiled.

He was not a good husband in the past, and Meng Yan had not lived well for those years. In the future, he would love her even more and make up for everything...

On the second floor, Mrs. Chu was indeed there.

Whenever she was free these past two days, she came to accompany Meng Yan. She also felt sorry for the motherless child, and always hugged her to comfort her. After hugging her for so long, she finally developed some feelings for her.

Besides, the child is related to Mrs. Qiao by blood, so she gets along better with him.

She had some ideas in her mind, but she didn't dare to speak them out easily.

At dusk, Adai cried bitterly...

Mrs. Chu hugged him for a long time.

Until Qiao Shiyan came upstairs, although he had dressed neatly and there was no sign of movement on the outside, Meng Yan had been married to him for many years and could guess his whereabouts just by smelling the slightest scent of blood on him.

She asked, "Did you have a fight?"

Qiao Shiyan touched his nose and walked to the sofa to sit down. He said without hesitation, "Yes, I couldn't help but find Shen Cishu and beat him up."

Although Meng Yan felt it was right, she couldn't say it out loud.

Mrs. Chu agreed very much. She hugged Adai and couldn't help saying, "He deserves a good beating! Miss Lin was only in her early 20s and he forced her to jump off the building, leaving behind such a poor child."

Mrs. Chu is so sweet to A-Dai.

She sighed softly, "Until now, I don't even have a decent last name."