As one of the mainstays of the family, He Linchuan has always been upright, impartial, and cold-blooded in the face of real issues of right and wrong. If it is really necessary, even if He Yao is his biological son, he will sacrifice him!
What's more, the bag was poked out on the spot. In addition to He Linchuan, there were so many other children of the He family watching. It was impossible for He Linchuan to show favoritism...
Now, after today's incident, He Yao clearly realized that there is probably no place for him in either the academy or the family!
Even so!
Even so!
Song Qiujing also framed him with such a penetrating and sinister beast-inducing pill. What if he didn't want to kill him? !
Does she hate him so much
Has she never been moved by him
Even a little bit... doesn't she love it
Thinking of this, He Yao's heart became colder and colder, as if his whole person and soul had been soaked in the biting ice water, without any warmth at all.
The pain in his body gradually left him deeper and deeper, and his consciousness gradually became blurred...
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"Wha—" The curtain of the tent was violently thrown open, and He Linchuan with a fierce look on his face walked out. Behind him, he dragged the unconscious He Yao, without any mercy or mercy, and walked straight to not far away. In front of the open space, he raised his hand and threw it.
He Yao's body fell to the ground like garbage, rolled twice and then stopped.
Even so, He Yao didn't wake up from his coma. If it weren't for the fact that he was still breathing weakly, Lu Jiuque would have thought that he was already a corpse.
The children of the He family who were walking around saw their young master ending up like this, but they didn't care. Lu Jiuque couldn't help but sigh, I'm afraid this is the real thing that has been crushed to the ground, and there is no way to stand up, right
"Tsk, isn't this your lord's biological son? Why are you still so ruthless?" Tang Yi said with some sympathy. After all, He Yao was just a fool who was taken advantage of by Song Qiujing. Although he deserved to die, he died at the hands of his own father. , which is also very sad, "He was seriously injured. It is estimated that if he waits for a while, he will definitely die."
Poxing, who had been standing aside and thinking for a long time, suddenly asked: "Junior sister Lu, do you want to save him?"
Lu Jiuque pointed at his nose and said in surprise: "Do I look like a saint who cares about the world?" He wants to save his enemies even if he wants to kill them? "I'm a bad person whose mind is smaller than the eye of a needle, and I'm always willing to spend money." So she didn't want to save this idiot at all.
"You don't look like a saint, but it's precisely because you don't look like a saint that you want to save He Yao, right?" A cold voice came from behind Lu Jiuque, making Lu Jiuque roll his eyes silently.
Damn it, do all the people in the He family have scary problems
Lu Jiuque turned around and looked at the tall man, He Yan, who was walking slowly with a smile on his face. He asked, "Oh? Why did Mr. He Yan say this?"
He Yan lowered his eyes, glanced at the unconscious He Yao with cold eyes, and spoke slowly, his lips opening and closing. There was obviously no sound, but his words slowly spread into her ears like a breeze.
'Because you still haven't achieved your goal. The person who really wants to kill you, humiliate you, and harm you is Song Qiujing. He Yao is just a chess piece in her hand. You shouldn't feel a sense of accomplishment by killing a chess piece, right? Lu Jiuque... '