Chapter 878

Chu Feng sat back on the bed and collapsed, only to feel a splitting headache.

He can't sit still, absolutely not!

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Changyuan Houfu

Pei Xiachen cried and fell outside Pei Qinghan's bedroom, "Father, please, please let my mother go, she is dying, if this continues, she will die, father, daughter please, daughter to you Kowtow, you are fine, let her go."

Pei Xiachen was crying outside, and Pei Qinghan was having a hard time inside. Since the fight and separation, he has been ill, and he has not gotten out of bed for several days. Before she was dressed, she heard Pei Xiachen's cry, and she was in a bad mood immediately.

Every time he thinks of Song Hexiang now, he feels disgusted in his heart. Thinking of the fact that he has been manipulated and played by her over the years, he even has the heart to strangle her to death, let him let him go? How does he let go?

The happiness originally held in his hands was all shattered by Song Hexiang, and the woman he loved the most was injured in such a way by Song Hexiang that he almost died in his hands.

And their children have lived an unfortunate life since birth, but Song Hexiang's daughter occupied her seat and enjoyed 12 years of glory.

These, she used her cheap life, still have to finish it?

Pei Qinghan opened the door and stood at the door, looking at the daughter he once loved the most, but only disgust was left in his eyes.

Pei Xiachen rushed forward and grabbed his father's trouser legs: "Dad, my daughter is begging you, please let my mother go, after so many years of her—"

"Shut up, plead for her again, and shut up with you!"

Pei Qinghan shouted sharply, so frightened that Pei Xiachen immediately shut his mouth and looked at his father with round eyes. The father in front of him was the father he was familiar with.

Pei Qinghan went straight past her and walked into the yard.

The weather is good today, the sun is shining brightly, even if you stand under the sun, it will not warm your heart.

A wave of cold air continued to rise from the soles of his feet, so cold that he shivered.

Seeing this, the servant who was waiting on the side hurriedly took a light fur coat and put it on him: "Master Hou, although the sun is out, the weather is still very cold."

Pei Qinghan suddenly thought of Xia Chen who had just collapsed in front of his door, frowned and asked, "Is Song Hexiang really going to die?"

The servant shook his head: "I don't know, no one reported it.

Pei Qinghan was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Go and have a look."

He couldn't tell what kind of mentality it was. He just wanted to go and see how miserable Song Hexiang was. No matter how miserable it was, she deserved it.

The two old ladies were sitting at the door of the firewood house, gossiping about melon seeds, and when they saw Lord Hou suddenly come, they got up and knelt down in fright, and the melon seeds in their hands were scattered all over the floor.

Pei Qinghan didn't even look at them, he waved his hand and said, "Open the door!"

The old woman got up in a hurry, opened the door with all her hands and feet, and a stinky smell came out, the old woman said: "Master Hou, don't go in first, the smell is too bad, let her come out, but wait for the smell to dissipate. Go in again."

Pei Qinghan frowned, standing outside the door without moving or making a sound.

Song Hexiang, with her eyes closed and reassured in the room, opened her eyes immediately when she heard the sound, and hurriedly reached out to her hair and tidied up her clothes.

Although Pei Qinghan didn't have her in her heart, there was only one Pei Qinghan in her heart. Since the first time she saw Pei Qinghan, all she had in her heart was him. This was also the biggest reason why she was determined to kill Dongfang Wan'er.