Before, she may have been full of joy.

But after years, she looked at him silently waiting again, only feeling sarcasm.

It is indeed ironic.

With a broken arm and a lost child, where was he when she went through the darkest days of her life?

Oh, how did she forget that her arm was chopped off by him with his acquiescence.

Her child was also killed by someone he sent.

All the misfortunes in her life are due to him.

Thinking of the past, especially when Youyou's innocent little face appeared in front of him, Luo Yan's hatred grew.

She jerked up straight, scooped the bag from the table, took a few photos from it, and strode out of the room.

Downstairs.

Seeing her staggering down the steps, Nan Xiao hurriedly went up and helped her.

"Luo'er ......"

"Don't call it that." Luo Yan shook him off, stared at him with resentful eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "I will feel disgusted when you call this name." ”

Nanxiao's pupils contracted twice, and a touch of pain flashed across Jun's face.

"Luo ...... Luo Yan, in that situation, I had to do that, I didn't have authority at that time, I couldn't protect you at all, if you kept an arm, you would have to be executed, I could only hurt you than lose you. ”

"That's enough." Luo Yan's eyes widened, stared at him, and roared, "Do you think I hate you because of this?" No, no, what really makes me hate is your cold-blooded ruthlessness, your murderous blood, and you don't even let go of your own flesh and blood. ”

Flesh and blood?

Nan Xiao was stunned for a moment, looked at her in a daze, frowned and asked, "What kind of flesh and blood?" What the hell are you talking about? ”

"Haha." Luo Yan laughed wildly, "You're just like that, why, don't you dare to admit the sin you committed?" ”

Nanxiao was confused by her.

His instincts told him that he was missing something.

In some things, he seems to be kept in the dark.

"Luo Yan, calm down, just say something straightforwardly, you don't have to beat around the bush."

"You don't admit it?" Luo Yan stared at him with red eyes, and roared hoarsely: "You were the initiator of the car accident back then, you dare not admit it, Nanxiao, you are still not a man?" ”

Nan Xiao walked up, clasped her shoulder with one hand, and rubbed the other hand between her delicate eyebrows, the movements were gentle, and the fingertips lingered.

Such a man who turns his hands into clouds and hands into rain in the world makes such gentle movements to a woman, ordinary people probably can't bear it.

But the object of his gentle treatment is Luo Yan, which seems a little ironic.

"Luo'er, can I give you back my arm, if this doesn't make you angry, I can dig out my heart and give it to you, can you stop looking at me with this kind of hatred like the sea? Hurt. ”

Luo Yan laughed maniacally, laughing and laughing, and bean-sized tears rolled down his cheeks.

She shook him off violently and sneered: "I only thought you were cold-blooded and ruthless before, but now it seems that you don't even have the least responsibility.

My child died so miserably, you didn't even have any remorse, Nanxiao, I really want to pick your skin and pull your tendons. ”

Child?

Died so miserably?

What do you mean?

What the hell is this woman trying to say?

Nanxiao's face became more and more difficult to look at, and she subconsciously reached out to pull her left hand, but only grabbed one sleeve.

Then the look on his face became more and more pale.

This is the most indescribable scar left among them, and it cannot be repaired even in a lifetime.

"Mr. Nan dragged the wrong arm, and my arm has been cut off by your people."

In one sentence, Nanxiao was beaten into the abyss.

And Luo Yan's next words completely pushed him into the boundless hell.

"How can the pain in the arm be 1/10,000th of the pain of losing a child? Nanxiao, one day my child will turn into a terrible ghost and ask for your life, and he will stand in front of you, your biological father, with blood dripping blood, and ask why you want to kill him. ”

With that, she threw a stack of photos in her hand in his face, and then silently turned away.

"As you wish, bless him to die a miserable death, and he died a thorough death, his head was mounted on a water chestnut, the entire Tianling cover was shattered, and he only closed his eyes after the last drop of blood was drained, these photos are sent to you, and they also let you see how tragic the human tragedy you directed is."

Nan Xiao only felt that his legs seemed to be filled with lead, his mind was buzzing, and his thinking couldn't keep up at all.

What did this woman just say?

Child?

Biological father?

Heavenly Spirit Cover Crushed?

What exactly is she trying to say?

Lowering his eyes, his gaze fell on a few photos scattered on the ground.

The background is very blurry, and it should have been pulled from the surveillance footage and then washed out.

Of course, these are negligible.

What really scared him to death was what was captured in the photo.

She was right, this is indeed a human tragedy.

The camera perfectly captured a mother and son being hit by an off-road vehicle, and then smashed into the water chestnut corner of the opposite building, spilling blood three feet, and some splashed on the camera.