A silver smelt slashed through the sky, illuminating the man's face, angry and cold.

Mo Hao's neck was choked by the man, and he felt the oxygen in his chest becoming thinner and thinner, and the fear in his heart spread sharply.

His brain began to go blank, and just as the death line was getting closer, the force on his neck suddenly relaxed.

The cold air rushed into her throat, choking her violently, and her throat and chest were burning like fire.

Before she could calm down, the sound of the cloth tearing overshadowed the sound of the rain outside.

Facing the man's bloodthirsty and cold eyes, Mo Hao stepped back with his hands and feet. I didn't have despair in the face of death just now, but at this moment, despair was overwhelmingly coming towards her, like a catastrophe.

“…… I didn't drug you, Yuchen asked me, I don't know why you were in the room...... Qi Shao, calm down......"

Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from the man's forehead, and the sound of snorting and whirring like a beast spurted out of his nose and mouth.

The evil nature in a man's body is pushed to the extreme by drugs......

The next moment, the tearing pain swept in.

Humiliation, resentment, and endless chills......

……

It's been three years.

When Mo Hao woke up, it was already dark. This matter has become a nightmare, and the threads are lingering in her heart, which can't be eliminated, and can't be removed.

got out of bed and walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, took a handful of cold water and splashed it on his face, and after repeating it a few times, Mo Hao calmed down a lot.

The pajamas were soaked with sweat and extremely uncomfortable against the body.

Mo Hao took a simple shower, and when he changed his clothes and went out, he saw Qi Yuming pushing a wheelchair out of the room.

Qi Yuming's legs are paralyzed and he has been living on the first floor.

Mo Hao walked over and pushed the wheelchair.

Qi Yuming waved her hand away.

"Little master, slow down. Behind the two of them, a voice suddenly sounded.

Mo Hao looked up and saw Jin Sheng running down the stairs, followed by the maid Li's mother.

In order to facilitate Qi Yuming, all the stairs of the Qi family were built into slopes.

The slope is not steep, but such a small child runs away, and it is inevitable that people will be afraid that he will roll down the inclined ladder.

When Jin Sheng saw Qi Yuming, he opened his little hand and shouted with his milk teeth: "Scar...... Scar...... Scar......"

Qi Yuming has a scar under the tail of his left eye, a small round sesame seed, which was left by a car accident three years ago.

At that time, it was rumored in the capital that the Qi family was disfigured, their faces were hideous and terrifying, and they were no longer as handsome as they used to be. But in fact, this scar embedded in the corner of his eye not only did not damage the handsomeness of others, but added a touch of bewitchment.

Mo Hao thought that Jinsheng was shouting "Dad", and he felt a little surprised.

Jin Sheng is more than two years old, he knows words, and his memory is also excellent, he can remember the placement of every item in the house, and ask the servants to put it back in its place, not a single cent.

A child who is obviously very smart, but he can only say it word by word. And he can't say milk, he can't say grandpa, and he can't call mom, just dad and daddy.

After thinking about it, Jin Sheng had already run to Qi Yuming's wheelchair.

Qi Yuming leaned over and hugged the child to his lap.

Jinsheng reached out and touched the scar at the end of his left eye.

Mo Hao was startled, the scar on the tail of Qi Yuming's eyes was his taboo.

Sure enough, Qi Yuming's face suddenly chilled, grabbed the child's back collar, and lifted the person up.

Mo Hao's heart was so frightened that he stopped beating, "Qi Yuming, what are you doing?"

As he spoke, he took three steps and ran over in two steps.

Jinsheng was placed on the ground, his face glazed over, as if he didn't react to what was happening. rubbed towards Qi Yuming again. A calf was on Qi Yuming's thigh, and he struggled to climb up, but before he succeeded, he was carried away by Mo Hao.

Jinsheng struggled very hard in her arms, and his mouth kept calling, "Scar...... Scar...... Scar......"

Qi Yuming said coldly, "Mo Hao, he can't smile, he can't communicate and interact with people, it's not like me when I was a child, if it weren't for the face carved out of the same mold as me, I have to doubt that he was born to other men by your Mo family in order to calculate that I asked you to give birth to another man." ”

The last sentence was like a heavy hammer, hitting Mo Hao's heart hard. Mo Hao was full of grief and anger, trembling with anger, taking a deep breath several times, and that dream appeared in his mind again, and finally couldn't hold back and gave Qi Yuming a slap.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth were silent, and the air froze.

A slap print immediately appeared on Qi Yu's face as bright as jade, and his cold eyes gathered.

Mo Hao calmed down after the fight.

Qi Yuming will become like this, and she will take most of the responsibility.

Because of guilt, Mo Hao could endure all his unreasonable and frantic demands. Just now, she was really dizzy, otherwise, even if she didn't feel guilty in her heart, even if she gave her a hundred guts, she wouldn't dare to pick up his edge......

"Mo Hao, you are looking for death!" The tone of gritting his teeth showed that the man was extremely angry.