Chapter 917 It Seems to Have Grown Teeth

She yelled loudly at Zhu Xianglan, almost breaking her throat and hurting her vocal cords.

"Does it have anything to do with me?"

Zhu Xianglan slowly drank tea from the cup, then raised her eyelids slightly and glanced at Zhu Meina, "Have I ever strangled your son? Have I ever given him poison? I have. Do you want him not to be born?"

Yes, she didn't do it. She didn't do anything. She just refused to save him. It had nothing to do with her anyway. Why should she save it? It wasn't his son. Her mother didn't care about it. She wasn't. My head was pinched by the door, I have to care about the life and death of a bastard

With a snap, one of Zhu Meina's hands was thrown on Zhu Xianglan's face, and Zhu Xianglan's look of rejoicing in others' misfortune made her hate her to the point where her heart ached.

It was her, she must have done it.

"You dare to hit me?" Zhu Xianglan covered her face and slapped her back, slapping Zhu Meina hard on the face. Zhu Meina was not in a good mood now, and it was because of this slap that she seemed to be The world was spinning and I couldn't calm down for a long time.

Zhu Xianglan shook her hand, her fingers were a little numb.

She turned around and left in a big way. Of course, the words in her mouth were like a thorn, piercing the pain in the heart.

"If I were you, I should rush to the hospital now. Maybe I can see you one last time?"

Zhu Meina's legs became weak again, and she almost fell to the ground, and she didn't even know how she got to the hospital.

Su Mucheng's high fever persisted. The child's health was not good to begin with, and his cardiopulmonary function became even worse because of the fever. After repeated first aid treatments, in the end the child was gone, and he was less than one year old. After being tortured, she couldn't even cry, she wouldn't drink milk, and she wouldn't open her eyes. Although she persisted for a long time, she finally left.

This is a world that is too cruel for him. In fact, no one expected his birth, and no one welcomed his arrival, so his revenge on everyone is to leave, forever.

And his departure broke the roots of the Su family. Mr. Su fell ill all of a sudden, and Su Qingdong seemed to have aged more than ten years. His hair, which was originally black, was now gray.

Zhu Meina is almost crazy. Her identity is inherently embarrassing. Now that she does not have this child, she will almost be unable to stay in the Su family. It is naturally impossible for Zhu Xianglan to let her stay in the Su family.

He locked the door directly, and Lian Jin did not let her step into the Su family again.

With a squeak, Lu Yi stopped the car. In front of the car lights, there was a woman's open hands.

He opened the car door, walked out, and stared condescendingly at the woman with deeply sunken eyes and messy hair.

"What's your business?"

He asked lightly, putting one hand in his pocket. The night had chilled his profile, and also his facial features. He had to go home to see his daughter, and had no time to be together here. To him, it was still a waste of a strange woman.

"Lu Yi..." Zhu Meina stretched out her hand and pulled Lu Yi's sleeve, "If you want to help me, you must help me. I really have no way out."

Lu Yi lowered his head, pulled out his arm, and then took a step back. He didn't like women touching him, especially unfamiliar women.

Zhu Xianglan started holding her head, talking about the Lu family, her son, scolding Su Muchan and her daughter, cursing Su Muran for an early death, and scolding Zhu Xianglan for not being a thing, and the Su family was her enemy now. She is an enemy who can be eliminated quickly. However, it is a pity that she has no ability. She has no choice but to leave the Su family.

So she came to Lu Yi, maybe in her heart, Lu Yi could help her and take revenge.

However, she thought wrongly. Lu Yi only helped her because of the child and because she was so similar to Yan Huan in her previous life. However, he had no obligation to help her until the end.

It's not that he doesn't have sympathy, it's just that sometimes sympathy has to be divided. For people like Zhu Meina, Lu Yi will not help. Children are little angels given to them by God, not tools used to seize anything.

However, he finally took out his wallet and gave all the money in it to Zhu Meina. So far, that's all he can do. The rest, sorry, he can't do anything.

Zhu Meina took the money and stared blankly at the black Hummer that had gone away. At this moment, she felt that she had been abandoned by everyone. She was alone. She was being plotted against. She came here to plot against others, but in the end she still had nothing. She didn't get anything, she just got injuries all over her body.

Slowly, she squatted on the ground, hugged her head, and almost cried loudly. In such a dark night, the autumn wind was bleak, falling dead leaves, sweeping away the desolation, and she was left with nothing. .

The wind became colder and colder, blowing on the ground as if there were thorns, and the thorns made everyone's skin hurt.

The late autumn wind is very cold and ruthless.

Lu Yi stretched out his finger and let his daughter play with it. The little girl grabbed her father's finger, put it to her mouth and bit it. But after biting for a while, she flattened her mouth, feeling deeply that she had been deceived. Fingers, not milk powder, cannot eat or bite.

"It seems like you have teeth?" Lu Yi picked up his daughter. "Baby, open your mouth and let daddy see if you have teeth?" He could feel that when the little girl bit his finger this time, he clearly felt a slight pain in his finger.

The little girl's mouth was tightly closed, as if she was playing with her father. She would not listen to anything her father said.

"Open your mouth."

Lu Yi's face turned cold.

As a result, the little girl was not afraid of him at all. She struggled to climb out of her father's arms and then looked for her mother.

Yan Huan came over with a milk bottle in her hand. She had already fed the two boys who could eat and drink. Now it was the little girl's turn. The girl was indeed more delicate than the boy. She was picky about milk powder. It couldn't be too hot or too cold. It had to be the temperature she liked. Otherwise, she would not drink it even if she cried to death. I don't know where this temper came from. Anyway, Fang Nan felt that she was not like her. She was so well-behaved when she was a child. Of course, she couldn't be like Lu Yi. Otherwise, she was spoiled by Mr. Lu and was simply lawless.

Yan Huan picked up the little girl lying on the ground with one hand. Her arms and legs were small and she didn't have much strength. Unlike the boy, who could now crawl slowly, the little girl's body was still too soft. She could turn over and sit now, but she couldn't crawl yet.