The fruits hit Ling Fangzhou one by one.
Ling Yue exerted all his strength, even though it was just fruit, it still hurts Ling Fangzhou when it hit him.
But what hurt more than his body was his heart.
His son... the only son of him and his wife, looking at him now, seemed to see some bloody enemy.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't make a sound.
His head was in a mess, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he had escaped from Gu's house.
Ling Yue's eyes shining with hatred and anger flashed before his eyes again and again, and the image of his wife clutching his hand before dying, holding on to her last breath, begging him to take care of their son over and over again.
The two images played alternately in his mind, causing his head and heart to ache more and more.
He held on to a tree and gasped for a long time before he could endure the feeling of heartache.
He stumbled to the side of the car, opened the door, got in the car, started the car, and drove all the way back to his home.
As soon as he entered the door, two cute children of Yuxue ran over happily, hugged him one by one, and called "Dad" happily.
He looked down at the two children in his arms, each of them was white and fat, and Ling Yue's medical examination sheet for severely malnourished flashed through his mind, and he subconsciously pushed the two children out.
The two children widened their eyes and looked at him in astonishment.
Xie Wennan walked over, with a soft smile on the corner of his mouth, a pair of beautiful almond eyes, looking at him tenderly, "What's wrong? Is it because Xiao Yue refuses to go home?"
Ling Fangzhou looked down at her.
Xie Wennan is very beautiful, 1.6 meters tall, weak and slender, always speaks in a soft voice, as gentle as water.
If he hadn't seen the physical examination sheet with his own eyes, Ling Fangzhou would never have believed that such a gentle and beautiful woman had such a cruel heart.
His son is only eight years old!
His son's own mother died to save him.
He paid hundreds of thousands of living expenses to his family a month, and his son couldn't even eat enough!
The anger of wanting to kill was surging in his heart.
He clenched his fists tightly, fixed his eyes on Xie Wennan, and asked coldly, "Are you happy that Xiaoyue won't come back?"
Xie Wennan was stunned for a moment, and smiled softly: "What's wrong with you? Asking such unreasonable words? Of course I hope you can bring Xiaoyue back so that our family can be reunited! However, I heard that Young Master Gu's family lives in our Jiangcheng's most A good villa, with dozens of servants and bodyguards at home, life is more comfortable than ours, I am afraid that the children will be ignorant and be dazzled by wealth, and refuse to come back."
The more Ling Fangzhou listened, the colder his heart became. He looked at Xie Wennan with strange eyes, as if looking at a stranger he didn't know.
His wife, Ling Yue's biological mother, died to save him.
They were walking home on the sidewalk that day when an out-of-control bus slammed into them.
His wife could have avoided it, but because of pushing him away, his wife was hit hard and flew out.
His wife died before the ambulance arrived.
He still remembers that when his wife was about to leave, the elderly mother and young son were the most worrying things.
She squeezed his hand with blood-stained hands and begged him to take care of her mother, their son.
He cried out in grief and kept nodding.
His most beloved wife closed her eyes in his arms.
(end of this chapter)