Mo Lanrong, who was walking under the bed, weakly pulled Chen Jianhong's sleeve, she has six skills, and when she just gave birth, she had already consumed a large part of it to ensure the safety of the child.

She naturally knows the current physical situation.

"It's useless, no one knows it better than myself. Mo Lanrong's voice became hoarse.

"Get out, let me out!" Chen Jianhong drove everyone else out, and he didn't know about it?

Everyone went out, Chen Jianhong squatted down and knelt at the head of Mo Lanrong's bed.

Holding Mo Lanrong's hand like a child at a loss, "Lan Rong, don't leave me, okay?"

"It's such an adult, and it's like a child. Mo Lanrong rarely smiled at him.

"The man is called Jinhan, and the woman is called Qiqi. ”

"Okay, I'll promise you whatever you say. Chen Jianhong nodded hurriedly.

"Jianhong, please, well- take care of this, these two, child. "I couldn't keep up with my breath, and my speech was intermittent.

Chen Jianhong shook his head desperately, "No, Mo Lanrong, you can't leave me so cruelly." Don't!"

How could she not know that Chen Jianhong had a deep affection for her, but she couldn't fit other people in her heart, and now she could finally be liberated.

Finally, I can reunite with him.

"Yes, I'm sorry......" Mo Lanrong squeezed out these three words with all his might.

His hands were clasped like a kite that had fallen off the string, and she closed her eyes forever.

"No! no————" The heart-rending voice pierced the entire General's Mansion.

Although the people waiting outside knew what was going on, they didn't dare to come in and disturb them.

It's been a long, long time—

The door opened, "Butler, get ready for the future." "After Chen Jianhong came out, he looked like he was ten years old, his eyes were red and swollen, and he was lonely.

"Yes, sir. What kid?" asked the butler.

Chen Jianhong never looked back, he was afraid that he would kill them if he couldn't control it, in this case, Mo Lanrong would definitely not want to forgive himself.

"Hello, let's arrange it. ”

After speaking, from that time to the end of Mo Lanrong's funeral, Chen Jianhong had never seen these two children.

He was like a dead puppet, his thoughts about Mo Lanrong shifted step by step to guilt, and then to hatred step by step.

Later, when he was three and a half years old, Chen Qiqi's talent was revealed, and Chen Jianhong slowly became ambitious, since his beloved woman couldn't get it, he would go to get power and wealth.

Sometimes he didn't know whether the kindness he was to Chen Qiqi at that time was because of interests or because of Mo Lanrong's words.

Later, Chen Qiqi's cultivation stagnated, and he felt that she had lost her value and was abandoned like a chess piece.

But—

Chen Jinhan is the only boy in the General's Mansion, if he is trained as his own son, someone will inherit the family business for him in the future, which can be regarded as a promise to Mo Lanrong.

The more Chen Qiqi grew up, the more he looked like Mo Lanrong, and the more Chen Jianhong didn't want to see her, that face reminded him all the time that when Chen Qiqi was finally born, Mo Lanrong would die.

Chen Jianhong in front of the painting, his face was full of tears at some point.

"Mo Lanrong, why are you unfair to me like this? If you can live, even if you don't love me, you can accompany me. If it weren't for Chen Qiqi, how would you?"

Chen Jianhong's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but he didn't dare, he was afraid that when he saw Mo Lanrong again after he died, it would be her resentment.

Thinking of this, Chen Jianhong could only flick his sleeves and leave.