Chapter 413: My Child Was Sold Too
There is probably no more disgusting behavior in the world.
It can be called bestiality.
Lin Man was slightly stunned.
Then he smiled slowly: "You're right, the most disgusting thing is that those parents, who obviously have the opportunity to choose, treat their children as commodities." β
"Hmm."
Charles leaned back against the backrest of the leather seat.
The back of the slender hand was directly wrapped around Lin Man's back, and Lin Man was heard to speak slowly: "Charles, what about my child?" β
Charles's body stiffened.
There was a strange look on his handsome face.
He suddenly remembered that when he brought Lin Man back that day, he told Lin Man that her child had been sent to the manor to recuperate because he was not feeling well.
He'd forgotten about it.
"Charles."
Lin Man turned his head and leaned gently on his chest, his right ear gently pressed against his chest.
"Did you sell my baby too?"
Charles subconsciously put his hand lightly on Lin Man's law, hooked his lips and showed an ugly smile: "What do you want?" Your child is my child, how could I possibly sell ours? When they get better, I'll bring them back to see you. β
"But I miss them now."
Lin Man was a little unconvinced.
She was desperate to see the two children.
She couldn't tell whether she was Lin Man or Euphelia now.
Is she really Lin Man? Is she really Riley's wife?
Or is she Euphelia, the so-called Lin Man, actually just a conspiracy?
Lin Man thought a lot, she didn't believe in Lin Zhaoyang or Charles, the only person she believed in now was herself, she needed to know, who she really was?
Those two children, whether they are her children or a conspiracy.
However, when she dreamed back at midnight, she thought for a long time, those two children must be real, otherwise, how could she not let go of those two children like that? Even in the dream, there are children's smiling faces.
"No, your body is very weak, your current situation is not suitable for raising children, Euphelia, you have to believe me, okay?"
Lin Man raised his eyes and looked fixedly at Charles's emerald eyes.
Charles's breathing suddenly became lighter.
For fear that Lin Man shook his head again.
Fortunately, Lin Man just sighed faintly this time: "Okay." β
In these two words, it is full of infinite regrets.
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A farm in the suburbs of Chicago, USA.
On the edge of the large manor is a small two-storey villa.
There are several warehouses scattered around.
This is a private farm, not a farm enclosed by a wealthy family, but a real, private farm, the farmer's name is George Weir, and the family of three manages the farm, which has a few cows, specializes in growing soybeans for export, has a wife, and a beautiful daughter.
The daughter's name is Marilyn.
is the same name as the legendary female star, Marilyn.
She is a warm and cheerful daughter and, most importantly, very kind.
Sometimes when you see injured animals in the field, you have to take them home and take care of them for a while until they are healthy, and then put them back.
That's why the neighbors around here call her 'Kind Marilyn'.
It's just a pity that their farm is too big.
Therefore, even if it is a neighbor who has been around for a long time, it is a family that needs to drive a farm car for at least 15 minutes to meet.
And this day.
The kind-hearted Marilyn retrieves another injured critter from the field.
It's just that this little animal, it looks a little too big.
"Oh God, I can't imagine how you managed to bring him back with such a slender arm."
George was going crazy, and what could be more terrible than his daughter, who had gone out in the morning, and by noon, had picked up an injured man and returned?
"I'm sorry Dad, he looks so pathetic."
Marilyn looked gloomily at the man lying on her guest bed, especially when she saw the wound on his leg that was about to rot, her eyes swelled with infinite distress: "Oh, Dad, you see, his leg is very seriously infected, and if it is not treated, I am afraid he will die." β
George frowned.
Reach out and rip open the hole in his pants.
glanced at it, pursed his lips, and had a serious expression: "Marilyn, if you listen to your father, throw him out." β
"No, Dad, you can't do this, he's going to die."
"Listen, Marilyn, he's got a gunshot wound in the leg, he's an Asian, he's probably involved in something, and we can't save him, or we'll have terrible revenge."
Marilyn walked over to the bed, picked up a damp handkerchief, and reached out to wipe the unconscious man's face.
Soon, the dirt was removed, revealing a handsome face.
"Dad, look, he seems to be so kind, how could he be involved in any incident? must have been injured by mistake, and you see, the brand of clothes on his body is not a small brand, maybe, he is a rich kid, just injured because of some accidents. β
Marilyn was very fond of this man's appearance.
In other words, she saw too few men in this town.
Of course, there are even fewer good men.
She was an ambitious girl, she felt that she was beautiful, and her name was Marilyn, and she should be a great woman like that legendary Marilyn.
But she deserves to be damned, she can only grow soybeans on this small farm.
No, she should go to Hollywood and become a legendary actress of a generation.
Maybe the future Oscar will open his arms to her.
For a moment, she thought too much.
The brand of clothes on the man in front of him is definitely worth a lot of money.
This is her stairway out of this farm.
She will not allow anyone to break it.
Thinking of this, Marilyn's expression became even more sad: "Dad, are we going to die like this?" If that's the case, I'm going to have nightmares, we're all kind people. β
George couldn't help but be naΓ―ve about his daughter.
This man looks very wrong, but now his simple daughter actually wants to save him.
At first glance, this one is probably the rotten ghost of the New Yorker.
"Marilyn, don't be willful, okay?"
George struggled one last time.
It's a pity that Marilyn has already prepared a path to the dark, and she raised her delicate chin: "No, Dad, I want to save him." β
"OK, you can save him, but ...... I wish I could put him in our basement, and, call your uncle, I think, we need him. β
"Oh Dad, you're the greatest dad in the world."
Marilyn felt George's compromise.
Excitedly hugged George's neck, excited like a child.
Of course, she didn't reject George's idea of putting the man in the basement, which was actually a warm cellar, and except for some poor air circulation, the rest of the place was always good, especially with the bed, and the table, and even some books and television.
It was a place of entertainment for George's man bachelor.
It was the secret base where he was able to successfully see the football game under the eyes of his wife during the football season every year.
Marilyn's uncle, on the other hand, was a township doctor.
His surgery is great.
Especially when it comes to surgery, it has made many hot girls obsessed.
Soon, the man was sent to the cellar, and George's brother Jonathan rushed over, and when he saw the wound on the man's leg, he couldn't help but whisper: "Oh God, this wound is really a little terrible." β
Because of the infection, there is already pus around the wound.
Fortunately, the bleeding stopped in time, and then the bullet penetrated the flesh and did not remain inside.
As long as it is well treated.
Soon, Jonathan bandaged him.
A happy smile appeared on Marilyn's face, and she brought Jonathan a cup of wheat beer: "Thank you, dear uncle. β
"Marilyn, your decision this time is irrational, this is definitely a troublesome task."
Marilyn sighed helplessly: "It's just too pitiful, when he gets better, I will tell him to leave." β
Jonathan shrugged his shoulders: "Well, you are kind Marilyn, this is your good quality, I hope you can keep it all the time, but provided that you don't bring these strange creatures home." β
"Got it, my dear uncle."
Marilyn playfully stuck out her tongue.
I just don't know what I'm thinking.
When Lin Zhaoyang woke up, he was a little stunned and a little dazed.
Especially when I saw the dim light on the ceiling, I couldn't tell what night it was.
He raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his forehead.
He remembered that he came down from the upper floor, but was accidentally spotted, and then a group of people strafed him.
Finally, a bullet penetrated his leg.
He quickly stopped the bleeding, and then prepared to walk towards his car, but he didn't want to, and as soon as he reached the side of the big rock, he saw several people standing next to his car.
He could only lie on the ground and wait for them to leave.
In the end, the car was towed away by them.
He could only stand up, turn around and walk away with his injured leg.
And the mobile phone on the body, I don't know when, I lost it a long time ago.
He couldn't even make it possible for a contact person to pick him up.
He found a small clinic, injected him with tetanus, bandaged it, borrowed the phone, and made a call to go back, only to be told that there had been a lot of strange people on the manor recently, and he should not go back.
Lin Zhaoyang was very irritable.
But I really don't have much money left.
In the middle of the night, suddenly several people burst into the clinic, kidnapped him, and then robbed the clinic owner.
He passed out in a coma, and when he woke up again, he was in a strange place.
He dragged his injured leg for a long time, and then finally passed out in a coma that he could no longer hold on.
So, where is he now?
"Are you awake?"
Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out along with the sound of the door opening.
Lin Zhaoyang looked at the voice a little blankly.
I saw a girl in a dress, holding a dinner plate in her hand, walking in from outside.
She's beautiful, the kind of typical American sweetheart look.
With long blond hair, blue eyes, a flamboyant and sweet smile at the corners of her mouth, and a slender figure, she looked like an underage girl, but at a glance, Lin Zhaoyang saw something called ambition in those eyes.
This look was familiar to him.
Because in his manor, all the women who used to take care of him once had such eyes.
It's like Shirley and Sheffei at the beginning.
The only one who has no ambition is probably the current servant, Sophia.
But Sophia is not without ambition, but does not dare to be ambitious.
Lin Zhaoyang pursed his lips: "Who are you?" β