Long and unhappy: I finally lost my love to tell the past (8)
Love is not a widow's joy: I love to tell the past (8)
After arguing with him Winnie that day, he left angrily and never went back.
He impulsively went to Madame Hong, wanted to theorize, wanted to ask her why she was so vicious, why didn't she deal with her own son, and didn't she take the lives of these people!
He thinks so, but where Madame Red is, he can see it if he wants to; was stopped by Han Ping outside and couldn't enter, but saw Feng Chen coming out of the villa.
At that moment, he suddenly felt that maybe Feng Dust was not a good person!
They...... Not a good person!
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Lan Mufei walked out of the police station, his eyes were empty and numb, and Yun Gu's words kept echoing in his ears.
At this moment, she finally understood what Feng Chen meant by what he had said, he had long known that they were going back to Paris after all, because he knew all the plans of Madame Red.
So early, without her knowledge, Madame Red began to lay a trap to lure them into this trap step by step.
Acquiescing to Louis Widow's withdrawal from the company, pretending to cut ties with him and drawing a line, all of this is just a foreshadowing for today, so that Widow has no power to help Yun Gu get out of this conspiracy trap.
Lan Mufei sat by the steps of the police station, the back of her neck was wet with cold sweat, until this moment, she personally experienced the horror of Madame Hong.
Hang Hang drove the car to the door and stopped, got out of the car and took the coat and coat that the earl had ordered him to bring before going out, walked to her side, and gently draped it on her.
"It's cold, get in the car." Hang Hang knew that she was in a bad mood, but if she had any mistakes, the most uncomfortable thing would be the earl!
Lan Mufei put his hands on his knees in front of him, his eyes looked at the cloudy sky, and his voice was full of weakness and exhaustion, "Hang Hang, you say-why is it so difficult for me and Ying Widow to be together?" โ
Whether it's sealing the dust or the red lady, everyone is trying their best to break them up.
It seems that she and the widow love each other is such an unforgivable thing.
The sad tone made Hang Hang feel uncomfortable when he heard it, and comforted her: "The earl will definitely solve this matter, you have to believe him!" โ
Lan Mufei's curly eyelashes trembled violently, slowly lowering to cover the light at the bottom of her eyes, her expression was numb and dazed, and she had a feeling that she didn't know where the road was.
Hang Hang knew that she was under tremendous pressure now, and her heart was tormented, on the one hand, the man she liked, and on the other hand, her younger brother, no matter which one she could, she couldn't choose.
She paid for the Earl, sacrificed a lot, and the Count was not.
"I know you care about this brother, but you must also know that the Earl has also worked hard for your brother." Hang Hang licked the corners of his lower lip, the weather was cold, and the air became dry.
Lan Mufei looked up at him.
Before leaving Paris, the Count made a special appointment with Marcy, the godfather of the biggest mafia in Paris, and spent 30 million US dollars to redeem Yun Gu; Let all the gangsters not accept him and provoke him; At that time, the earl didn't know that Yun Gu was taking drugs, otherwise he would definitely find a way to help Yun Gu quit drugs. โ
Hang Hang knew that the Earl didn't want her to know these things, lest she worry and feel guilty and feel indebted to herself.
A huge pebble was dropped from the heart lake, the ripples continued to flood, the pupils were jerky, and the nose was forgotten.
This man always carried her behind her back and did so many things for her silently; Teach her how not to love him miserably!
"Hang Hang, please send me to a place."
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The doorbell rang, Hang Hang opened the door, and it didn't seem surprised to see her.
"Come in and say, or stand here and say."
Lan Mufei stood at the door and didn't move, there was no need or want to go in, she looked at him with clear eyes, and asked straight to the point: "During the time of Winnie's death, you saw Yun Yu, you can help him testify." โ
Feng Chen didn't deny it, leaned against the door, put his hands in the pockets of his home clothes, and looked at her: "You know, I won't appear in court." โ
"Slap" Lan Mufei gave Feng Chen a neat slap without thinking about it, in fact, on the way here, she knew that he would not help Yun pretend to testify, otherwise there would be no trial.
Feng Chen didn't expect her to give herself a slap, her head was missed, Bai Xi's skin was printed with shallow handprints, and her brows were slightly wrinkled.
"Why do we have to involve Ah Su in our business, he is innocent!" Lan Mufei's voice had a metallic coldness.
Although Ah Gu didn't say it, she could guess that the person who couriered those things to Ah Gu was sealing the dust, pretending to be a good person to tell Ah Gu the truth, but misleading him to find Mrs. Hong.
Even Winnie's death was planned by them early in the morning.
Feng Chenyun touched his cheek lightly, it hurt hotly, and this slap Lan Mufei hit him with all his might.
"From the moment you decided to be with Louis Widow, he was destined to be impossible. Lan Mufei, I told you early on not to get close to him, because you didn't listen to advice. Now whether Winnie or Yun So, they are all dead because of your love, and they are in prison...... You think the Red Lady wouldn't have designed them without me? โ
"Do I have to thank you?" There was a strong irony in Lan Mufei's voice.
Feng Chen took a deep breath, suppressing the unhappiness in his heart, and Ben's angry voice gradually eased, "Lan Mufei, you know very well who the only person you can find now!" โ
The voice landed, and he closed the door without hesitation.
Now, they have come to this point, right or wrong, in fact, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that she and Louis Widow are destined to be the end of prosperity, and there is no turning back.
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Seeing that the date of the second trial was getting closer and closer, Louis Ying was helpless to find out where Yun Gu went that night, but he also knew that Madame Red would not let them come out to testify, and they were using this way to force him and Fei'er to comply.
He won't, but Scarlet...... He wasn't sure.
Lan Mu curled up in the corner of the sofa, looking indifferent, constantly fiddling with the bracelet on his wrist.
He took off his coat and put it on the back of his chair, walked over to her and sat down, and she naturally leaned into his arms, not minding his dusty body in the slightest.
"You're back, aren't you tired?" Her voice was soft, full of concern and distress.
"I'm not tired when I see you." He lowered his head and kissed the corners of her lips, gentle and beautiful, and his voice was low in the gap, "You know everything." โ
Where Hang Hang drove her, it was impossible for him not to know.
Lan Mufei didn't deny it, she let out an unsteady "um", and hugged his neck tightly with both hands, as if she was going to get into his body.
Louis Ying's slender and skeletal fingers gently shuttled into her hair, clasping the back of her head, making her black and white pupils look at her, and her voice was cold: "Promise me, don't do stupid things; There will definitely be a turn for the better, trust me! โ
The pale lips were pursed very tightly, and he was silent.
"Promise me!" His voice was deep and almost commanding.
"I promise you."
Lan Mufei's voice was as light as a willow catkins, staring at him brightly and affectionately, "I believe that there is no force in this world that can separate us!" โ
Two hearts that truly love each other are absolutely and absolutely inseparable from each other.
Louis Ying's widow heard her words, his tense face eased, and his fingers gently caressed her cheek, "When the matter is settled, we will take Yun Gu to China and never come back." โ
Leave Paris, leave the sphere of influence of the Red Lady, and no one can hurt them anymore.
"Okay." Lan Mufei showed a far-fetched smile, leaned into his arms, and was silent for a few seconds, "Can you tell me about Feng Chen's mother and your father?" โ
Louis Widow leaned back to make her more comfortable leaning against her chest, "How do you mention this?" โ
"I don't understand, why is he on your mother's side?!"
"Maybe it's for a joint burial."
"Co-burial?" Lan Mu's scarlet eyes crossed with doubts.
"His mother and my father died in the same car accident, my father died on the spot, and his mother was taken to the hospital and had a chance to be saved, but she knew that my father was dead and refused to be treated; The only last words were that I wanted to be buried with my father! โ
Lan Muscar's eyebrows moved slightly, and he couldn't help but guess, "The same car accident, it won't be-"
Louis Ying looked down with a touch of self-deprecation and sadness in her eyes, confirming her conjecture, "That car accident was specially designed for Feng Chen's mother, the only thing she didn't expect was that my father would be in the car!" โ
"Why?" It's been so many years, and even the dust has been sealed, so why should Madame Red bother.
"Because my father is determined to divorce and touches her bottom line!"
Madame Red doesn't care how many women her husband* has sex with, what she cares about is status and honor; and Feng Chen's mother suffered a lot of grievances and gossip in order to be with the old earl; The old earl wants to give her a name, and he is determined to divorce Madame Hong, and he doesn't mind making a big deal out of it!
How could Madame Red endure such a result, she thought that all the problems were with that woman, so she arranged for someone to do something in the car.
That day, Feng Chen's mother was going to take Feng Chen out to play, Feng Chen was temporarily unwell, and the old earl deliberately went to see him after knowing it, and the problem was not big, and he promised to buy a gift for Feng Chen.
Feng Chen took medicine and rested at home, and was taken care of by a maid, so Feng Chen's mother accompanied him to pick out a gift for his son, the problematic car driven by the old earl himself.
And so tragedy struck.
Even if the death of the old count was an accident, Louis Ying still couldn't forgive Madame Red after so many years, if it weren't for her ruthless and cruel mother who sealed the dust and sealed the dust, the mother of the sealed dust would not have died, and he would not have lost his father!
It's like retribution.
The Red Lady tried to prevent the old earl from divorcing, but she killed her husband!
Lan Mufei listened to his indifferent voice tell about the past, and her heart ached. Even if the old count did not love this son wholeheartedly, in the heart of Louis Ying's widow, the role of the father was still very important, and he attached great importance to it, so it was difficult to let go.
"So no matter what Feng Chen said for so many years, you will tolerate him!" Because Madame Red killed Dust's mother!
Louis Widow took her soft and dropped a kiss in the palm of her hand, and a touch of deep sadness flowed in her clear eyes. โ
"When he was alive, he told me; He won't give any shares or property to Feng Chen, the only condition is that I keep him from dying! โ
Lan Mufei was stunned.
Old Earl...... It's so ruthless!
Did he consider the feelings of the widow in doing so, and where did he put the widow?
The place on the left side of her heart was painful, and she grabbed Louis Ying's hand tightly, and said, "I never wanted to hate anyone, and today I really want to hate for the first time...... How can they do this to you! โ
has not given him the warmth of family affection, and the selfish ones only fulfill their own desires, but they want to be selfless, why?
Why did they do this to her widow!
Louis Ying lowered his head, his forehead against her forehead, and his thin lips gently smiled as if he was nothing, "It's all over, now you love me, give me a home, and there will be anything in the future!" As long as you don't leave me! โ
"I will not leave you, I will never leave you, I will not give up in death!" Lan Mufei put her hands around his neck, and the slight side of his head and lips actively covered his lips.
Distressed, sad, and more desperate to struggle out of this spider web!
She wants to be with the widow and never be separated for the rest of her life.
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Han Ping appeared on the penultimate day of the second trial, and Louis Yingwei went with Hang Hang to meet with the police department's top brass in the hope of buying more time.
Lan Mufei received a call from Han Ping and left Zhou Duan who stayed to protect him; There's nothing to be afraid of now!
Han Ping drove her to the place where Madame Hong had asked her for tea last time.
At that time, her relationship with the widow was not so deep, not so many things happened, and her heart was very calm, to put it bluntly, she was lonely; Now she and the widow have promised for life, Winnie is dead, and Yun Gu is locked up and waiting for him, I don't know what fate it is.
Everything is wrong.
Mrs. Red is wearing a crimson suit today, with a black mink coat, and her light makeup is slightly elegant in this cold winter, her lips are light, and she takes a sip of tea, and the wall of the cup does not leave any lip marks.
Lan Mufei walked across from her and sat down, her cold eyes carefully examined the traces left by the years on Madame Hong's face, how could she not associate this graceful and luxurious face with the word "vicious"!
"Are you still having fun in China?" When she glanced at Lan Mufei, she even condescended to pour tea for Lan Mufei; The flat tone seemed to be really concerned about the life of his son and daughter-in-law outside.
With a smile on his lips, his expression relaxed, and he did not feel any anger or annoyance because Louis Ying left Louie's house.
The tea cup in front of him was misty, and a small bud spread out in the water, floating on the top, with the fragrance of tea.
Lan Mufei didn't pick up the teacup for a long time, her eyes stared at the person opposite for a moment, and her voice was not shocked, "What do you want me to do?" โ
Madame Hong held the cup elegantly, slowly sipped the tea in the cup, put down the cup, wiped the tea stains on the corner of her lips with a tissue, and then raised her eyes to look at her: "This is your attitude of begging people?" โ
"You want me to beg you?" Lan Mufei asked rhetorically.
Madame Hong pursed her lips and chuckled, did not speak, her eyes looked at Han Ping who was standing at the door, he walked over, took out a card from the inner pocket of the suit and put it in front of Lan Mufei.
Lan Mufei glanced at it, and her eyebrows furrowed-
"If I don't see the news I want to see, your brother will spend his life in prison." Her light voice seemed to be really just talking about ordinary things, paused, and said with a smile: "It's not a lifetime, anything can happen in that kind of place!" โ
"You have to kill them all like this?" Lan Mufei's hands at his side tightened tightly, his face turned from blue to white, and he really wanted to spill the cup of tea in front of him to the opposite side.
"I gave you a chance." The smile on the corner of Madame Hong's mouth gradually faded, and her voice became cold: "Everything today is your own fault, and you can't blame me." โ
If she was obedient and willing to leave the widow at the beginning, she wouldn't have to go around in such a big circle and set up this game to lure her into the game.
For so many years, there are really few people who can make themselves so painstakingly laid out, and Lan Mufei is the first!
"I'm really curious, what exactly is your heart made of?" Lan Mu's eyes crossed with a trace of hatred, maybe he would never hate someone like this again in this life, "You ruined Xu Yanyu's family, haven't you felt a trace of guilt and anxiety for so many years?" indirectly killed your own husband, and you didn't have the slightest heartache......"
Before Lan Mufei's words were finished, Madame Hong had already splashed the tea in the cup on her face.
The warm tea splashed on the skin like congealed cream, and along the way, it also soaked the hair on both sides, the wet eyelashes trembled slightly, and the water droplets on the lip flaps fell silently because of the curvature of her light hook.
"It turns out - you also have feelings."
If Madame Red really didn't care about her husband's * and her husband's death, she wouldn't have splashed her with tea!
"Shut up!" The teacup in her hand was put down heavily, and a coldness flashed in her eyes, she really underestimated the status of this woman in the heart of the widow, and the widow would tell her, "You are not qualified to talk about me!" โ
The curly eyelashes trembled for a few seconds, the lips flowed with an incomprehensible smile, and he got up slowly, his voice full of pity, "I will not leave the widow, even if I die, I will not leave!" โ
Even if she can't save Ah Gu, she won't leave the widow, even if she uses everything to make up for Ah Gu in the future, she can't do this to the widow!
If you even treat him like this......
How pitiful the widow should be!
Straightening his back, he turned and walked towards the door.
Madame Hong's thin brows furrowed slightly, staring at her slender but stubborn and tenacious back, and said lightly, "If you dare to take a step, you will definitely regret it for life!" โ
Lan Mufei's steps were retracted, and when she heard her voice coming from behind, her brain went blank for a moment, and when she turned around, her eyes met her mechanically one by one, her misty eyes, pain and hatred coexisted.
Madame Hong's face was calm, and she drank herself elegantly, and no longer looked at her.
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I don't know how long it took, Lan Mufei turned around and walked back to the table, and he didn't even know how he leaned over and picked up the card with his cold and trembling hand, and held it tightly in his palm, as if he was going to cut his palm.
Did, not To.be.continued, not without effort.
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Some people are destined not to be happy.
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Widow, what else can we do to go on?
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