I couldn't help frowning: "Are you listening to me?" ”

"There's no need for that. I'm taking my medicine. Lingling ......" he continued to talk to himself, "I'll be fine, and I'm sure I won't go crazy and beat you again." ”

I didn't fall silent again, looking at him, thinking he was crazy, and thinking he wasn't, his expression was unusually sober, and his gaze was not empty at all. But such chatter really doesn't look like him, and it's not like Britney.

"It's true that I was negligent and didn't guard against my father today, but don't worry, I'll make it clear to the old man as soon as possible." He raised his head and looked at me, his eyes were very pitiful: "Lingling, I will change." You don't want to ...... like that."

I asked, "What do you want me to do?" ”

"I've been framed, and I'm trying to figure out how to frame others every day, but you won't frame me." The logic of his crazy jump made me even more uneasy, did he really take the medicine? Why do you feel that it is better not to eat? "Lingling...... Don't look at them all well-dressed and clever words, in fact, they don't love me at all, and everyone wants me to disappear into this world immediately. It's just you who aren't...... I know, only you aren't. ”

I asked, "Are you Britney?" ”

He didn't answer, only said: "My mother doesn't say it, but she actually loves my sister more." Although I was also born to her, she hates me, is afraid of me, she doesn't love me, she can't wait without me, she just doesn't dare to say it. Don't look at her on the surface, she is very hypocritical on the inside. ”

Could it be that he is Britney now?

But the expression really doesn't look like it, he doesn't look like anyone now. Although he said it like crazy, his demeanor was still normal, and when he looked into my eyes, it was the same as when Nian Nian complained to me that the dog was bullying her. I inevitably listened, inevitably followed his words and thought about them.

But I can't give an answer, I only know that if Mrs. Han was there back then, at least I could guarantee that Fanyin would not meet that kind of stepmother, even if the family was not in harmony, there would be no actual harm. But if Mrs. Han is here, in the face of the old man Fan's kind of pervert who is still cold-blooded and cruel even at her age, she may not have much better results than me.

He is still saying: "My dad too, he keeps saying that he loves me, but in fact, he just wants to use me, he uses me to please my mother, because my mother has a foundation, and if it doesn't work, he starts abusing me with his stepmother." He only had one son because he was afraid of my mother, and my mother did not allow him to have other heirs, not because he only wanted me. And they knew that doing this would make me sicker, but they still let me enter this business at the age of sixteen. Lingling, you say your dad doesn't love you, I understand, because they don't love me either. Even if he gave me all the money, it doesn't prove that he loves me, they just don't have any other choice. ”

I confess, he said that to my heart.

It's easy to give money to someone, but it's really hard to love someone. Love comes with sacrifice, but my adoptive father can't even bear my "annoyance".

Seeing that I was moved, he clenched my wrist and became even more excited: "So Lingling, I know very well in my heart that only you love me." All I have is you. ”

I couldn't help it and said, "Then you're still beating me." ”

"Not anymore. It's me who is bad. He became lonely: "I'm used to ......"

I asked, "Who the hell are you?" ”

He didn't answer, just held my hand, hung his head, and had a sad look on his face.

Listening to this, it is impossible not to be moved, and I can't help but be soft on him. If these words had been said in the near future, I would have bent down and hugged him, told him that I was willing to give him a chance, told him that I had been waiting for these words for a long time, and told him that I wouldn't mind giving him a chance as long as he started now.

But it was too late.

I'm really dead, so at the moment, I was only a little moved, but I didn't hug his **, didn't forgive him, and didn't even refute his **. I felt empty in my heart, I felt sorry for him, I knew he was pitiful, he was pitiful, not only was he pitiful, he was stupid, even though he was invincible at work, he had a firm grip on each of his subordinates, and he would do whatever it took to buy the hearts of these people. But he doesn't understand my heart, and now he says that he thinks the person who loves him the most in this world is me, and I don't know if he feels sad.

Really, it won't take too long, before he slaps me a few times, I just need him to be a little nicer to me, I don't need him to kneel, I don't need him to repent, I don't need him to do these undignified things. As long as he doesn't hurt me and makes a gesture that he wants to work for each other, even if his illness can't be cured after all, I'm willing to accompany him.

But he doesn't understand my heart.

I don't understand how terrible he is.

He didn't speak for a long time, until I asked, "Can you find someone to dispose of these corpses first?" ”

He didn't speak, still holding my wrist and looking down at my hand.

I said, "It smells so bad and it looks horrible." ”

He began to talk to himself again: "Does it hurt? ”

"What?"

"Hands." "I heard that my nails were broken," he said. ”

He seemed to be normal again.

It seems that it was just a brief collapse.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, I take painkillers." I asked, "Do you hear me?" Can these bodies be removed? ”

He didn't speak, and was stunned for a moment. When my feet were already starting to go numb, he finally stood up, buttoned up his suit, straightened his messy cuffs, and looked more orderly than anyone else.

There were actually a lot of people standing at the door, all of them were men who had just heard the gunshots and rushed in. Seeing him get up, he quickly ran in and waited for his orders.

Obviously, Fanyin had completely woken up from the collapse just now, and said first: "Send someone to dispose of the corpse." ”

The people brought by Mrs. Han are not like gangsters, it is more difficult to deal with, not to mention that Mrs. Han has such a big dispute with him, she must talk about these corpses.

The subordinate must have thought of this and said, "Sir, Mr. Han just called and said that he would send someone to pick up the corpse immediately. ”

"Destroy." Fanyin said, "Detain the person who picked up the body." ”

The men removed the corpse blocking the door of my room, and then turned around and pushed me back. When the door was closed, the blood and slurry on the ground could still be seen.

Seeing that I had been looking that way, Fanyin pushed me inside and said, "I'm going to see your father and try to get there before my mother." ”

I sneered.

"If your dad is on the same side as my mom, then leave." "But it's basically impossible," he said. ”

I said, "He can't interfere with this." ”

"But he can stop it." He said: "It is impossible for my mother to make enemies with the Su family, after all, besides you, there are so many more pitiful people who need Uncle Han's help." ”

Luckily, I wasn't moved just now, otherwise I'd have slapped myself in the face now.

"I guess I'll have to go for at least two days, and I'll arrange to see my dad when I get back." It seems that he still remembers what he just said: "I need him to deal with family affairs in the past two days, he may give you some pressure, but don't care, that old neurotic is just talking, and he can't do anything to you." ”

I said, "Can't you stop him from coming here?" ”

"There's no one at home right now." He smiled: "You killed all the stewards of the small family for some reason, they are making a fierce fuss." With their strength, if they dare to mess with me like this, there must be someone behind them. I suspect it's your concubine, but you're sure to protect him. So, I can't leave the business to you. ”

I said, "I'm never going to meddle in your family's affairs again, I just don't want your dad to disgust me." ”

"That can't be helped." He said: "If you fail to make a decision, you will have to bear the consequences, and my dad doesn't want to kill you, he just wants you to bow your head." ”

I asked, "What head to bow?" ”

"Find someone to give me a son," he said, "you will raise it." ”

I didn't speak.

"You can tell him you want to give birth to yourself." He reminded.

"I know how to say it myself, so I don't need you to teach me."

He narrowed his eyes.

To change the subject, I asked, "Did you really start taking pills?" ”

He smiled again, raised his hand and pressed the top of my head, and asked cheaply, "Want to know?" ”

"If you don't want to answer, forget it." He couldn't say anything good.