Chapter 122

The layout of his living room is full of mechanisms where people die, and he will never give you a chance to beg for mercy against those who oppose him. has never dragged the mud and water, but it has also solved people quietly.

At this moment, Shen Xiang didn't know what Fu Shaoqin was really thinking in her heart, she could only pretend to be calm.

And he, in a light tone, couldn't hear any joy or sorrow: "The contract says that I can only provide you with expenses after my mother passes away, and now my mother is still alive." ”

Shen Xiang: "......"

In a daze, Fu Shaoqin had already opened the door and entered, he didn't mean to let her in at all, but closed the door with his backhand and locked Shen Xiang out.

The moment the door was closed, the cold eagle in Fu Shaoqin's eyes was gradually released.

There were times when he raised his wrist and wanted to strangle a woman to death.

However, he held back.

What comes to mind is the way she took care of her mother bit by bit, and the few sweet and simple smiles she had in front of him.

And her handwriting is sharp and smooth.

and her talent for architectural design.

However, she is so complicated and unbearable.

Outside the door, Shen Xiang was stunned for a long time, and then dragged his tired body into the elevator and went downstairs.

She knew that she couldn't ask the result, she was very tired now, she needed to rest, the child in her belly also needed to rest, she couldn't spend it here anymore.

Shen Xiang just stepped off the elevator and walked a few steps away, and suddenly saw Fu Shaoqin rushing out of the elevator, at first she thought that he rushed over to deal with her, so frightened that Shen Xiang's breath was stuck in her throat, but found that Fu Shaoqin didn't look at her at all, but went straight to the parking place. The man got into the car and immediately started the engine, drove to the fastest speed, and the car flew out like an arrow from a string. The sound of the car rubbing against the ground was very harsh.

"Not good!" Shen Xiang suddenly realized that it must be Aunt Xia's condition in the hospital that has deteriorated again, Shen Xiang can't care about losing her soul, and she doesn't care about Huo Jianshan who was stabbed by her in the hospital, she hurried out of the community all the way to the main road, stopped a taxi and hugged the name of the hospital, and asked the taxi to drive faster.

A quarter of an hour later, Shen Xiang came to the hospital and came to the ward where Aunt Xia usually lived.

"Aunt Xia......" Shen Xiang lay outside the ward, crying silently.

At that end, Xia Shumin's lips slowly squirmed, Fu Shaoqin was next to his mother, at this moment, the man who was so cold and hard and so decisive on the sofa couldn't help crying: "Mom, what else do you have to say?" ”

"Xiangxiang ......" Xia Shumin struggled to utter two words.

"Mom, I'm here." Shen Xiang didn't care about it and pounced on Xia Shumin.

"Xiangxiang...... Help me...... Shine...... Look at...... Admire...... Admire...... Child. Xia Shumin said intermittently.

The sound was quieter than a mosquito.

"Mmmm, don't worry, Mom, I will definitely help you take care of Shaoqin." Shen Xiang said crying.

"Qin'er......" Xia Shumin shouted again.

"Mom?"

"No...... Want...... Take me ...... Bury...... Buried in ...... Fu Jia...... Ancestor...... Grave, Fu ...... Family, all ...... Dislike...... Me, I...... A ...... alone Yes...... By...... Isolated, I ...... It's lonely. Take me ...... Buried in ...... Cemetery...... Boisterous. In just one sentence, Xia Shumin said for seven or eight minutes.

Fu Shaoqin understood: "Mom, I understand what you mean, don't worry, I will find you a lot of friends, a lot of companions to accompany you, so that you are no longer lonely,

I have moved the graves of my aunt, my grandmother and my grandfather, and buried them all around you, so that you will not be alone. ”

"Really...... I'm so nice, Mom...... Mom is gone. After finishing speaking, Xia Shumin's head tilted and passed away.