Chapter 348 Mother Lin Stabbed Fu Qinglun

She was all he had.

If she doesn't want him anymore, where else can he go?

Lin Shiyu's clear eyes were covered with a layer of misty water. She raised her eyes and looked at the man, "Fu Qinglun, we have come to this point and there is really no going back. My mother's time is running out. You really don’t want to show up again, don’t disturb my life anymore, please.”

Lin Shiyu stretched out her small green hands and spread his five slender fingers bit by bit.

Fu Qinglun refused to let go, not willing to let go. It was not the mother and daughter who were suffering today, but him as well.

He held the soft little hand in his palm and never wanted to let go.

However, his five slender fingers were still pried open. She withdrew her little hand and turned around to leave without looking at him again.

She entered the ward.

Fu Qinglun froze on the spot alone, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world. The sparse light in the hospital corridor hit his handsome shoulders, making his shadow grow so long.

He sat back in the chair, his thin bangs covering his forehead, covering his cold eyes. He lowered his eyelids, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, two people came over, Mrs. Fu and Rongrong.

"Qinglun, why are you sitting here?" Mrs. Fu glanced at Fu Qinglun up and down. The man's clothes were already wrinkled, especially the water stains on the clothes were particularly conspicuous. This Fu who once had power over the entire Ye City The young master of the house loves to be clean. He will iron all handmade clothes without any wrinkles. How could he be like this now?

Mrs. Fu really loves Fu Qinglun, but now she has Rongrong, and Rongrong wants to marry Fu Qinglun. As a mother, she knows that Rongrong’s cultivation is not worthy of Fu Qinglun, but Rongrong is her daughter. , the palms and backs of her hands are full of flesh, what should she do as a mother?

Sometimes she selfishly thinks that if Qinglun can marry Rongrong, the Fu family will be stable and she will have both a son and a daughter.

Why can't Qinglun compromise?

Fu Qinglun turned his eyes sideways and looked at Mrs. Fu. He whispered, "Hello, Mrs. Fu."

He no longer calls her mom, but "Mrs. Fu."

Mrs. Fu suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

At this time Rongrong spoke, "Brother Qinglun, how can you make your mother sad after raising you for so many years? Why can't you think more about your mother? You left the Fu family and the Fu family like this. The Fu family has already It has fallen into the hands of Fu Jingtong, as long as you return to the Fu family and marry me, you will still be a member of the Fu family, and you will still be the powerful young master of the Fu family in Yecheng, instead of the pauper you are now with nothing!"

Fu Qinglun withdrew his gaze indifferently. He didn't even look at Rongrong. After all, everyone still wanted him to marry Rongrong.

Because he has been raised by the Fu family for so many years, he should marry Rongrong.

If he doesn't marry, he will make his mother sad and ungrateful.

If he doesn't marry, he will be a pauper with nothing.

Oh, I see.

Just like for so many years, he has been receiving the most orthodox heir education, and no one cares about what he wants.

Fu Qinglun no longer paid attention to them, but gently closed his handsome eyes, and Rongrong dug her nails into her hands angrily.

She looked at the man. Although he was now down and out, his innate aristocratic aura was still so fascinating. His facial lines seemed to have been carefully drawn by an artist, and now his aloof indifference had receded. , revealing a bit of purity, which is more attractive to girls.

Although he was raised by the Fu family over the years, the nobility in his bones was more like something he was born with.

Coupled with his gifted high IQ, he doesn't look like an orphan at all.

Rongrong felt like she was being gnawed by ants. She really wanted this man.

Now the Fu family is in the hands of Fu Jingtong, but how can Fu Jingtong compare with him? As long as he is willing to return to the Fu family, everything will still be his.

But for that woman Lin Shiyu, he would rather live outside.

…

The next morning.

Mother Lin woke up, lifted the quilt, got up and got out of bed.

But as soon as she took two steps, she felt a little dizzy. When she was about to fall, a big hand suddenly supported her.

A low and hoarse voice sounded in my ears, "Mom, are you okay?"

Mother Lin was helped to sit by the bed. She looked up and saw Fu Qinglun.

"Why are you here? Get out! I don't want to see you again!" Mother Lin said angrily.

Fu Qinglun didn't leave. He slowly squatted on one knee next to Mother Lin, and then he had a sharp knife in his hand.

There was a sharp cold light on the sharp knife, and Mother Lin's expression changed, "You...what do you want to do? Do you want to kill me?"

There was no excessive expression on Fu Qinglun's handsome face. He lowered his eyelids and thrust the sharp knife into Mother Lin's hand.

"Mom, I know you hate me, but I don't know how to make up for it. Shishi committed suicide by slitting her wrists before, and now you stab me in the heart. I exchanged my life for my life, but Mom..." Fu Qinglun raised her hand Nodding his head, he slowly raised the corners of his crimson lips, "If I hadn't died, could you forgive me and let Shishi and I continue to be together?"

Mother Lin's breathing was tight. He actually asked her to stab him?

He's crazy!

Mother Lin tried to pull her hand away, "Fu Qinglun, you don't need to do this, are you playing a trick?"

A bitter plot?

he does not know.

He only knew that he wanted to be with Shishi and he wanted to be forgiven.

Fu Qinglun held Mother Lin's hand and pushed the sharp knife into his heart little by little.

Mother Lin's eyes widened, and the sound of a sharp knife being pierced into a muscle was horrifying.

She watched with her own eyes as the sharp knife was pushed into the man's heart, and blood soon overflowed, dripping down the cold sharp blade onto the floor, and "crackling" formed a small river of blood.

Mother Lin was shocked, he was crazy!

Fu Qinglun is crazy!

Cold sweat quickly broke out on the man's forehead, and his face turned pale. With a "boom", he fell directly to the floor.

His cold pupils looked at the ceiling above his head, slowly becoming blurry. Now his head was full of a voice, don't die, don't die.

He doesn't want to die, he still wants to be with Shishi.

In this life, he wants nothing, all he wants is poetry.

He wanted to live and give her all his love.

…

Lin Shiyu went back and brought some clothes over. She put her green-white hand on the doorknob of the ward door and wanted to open the door.

But then a cold and sweet voice sounded, "Lion."

Lin Shiyu looked back and saw that it was Fu Jingtong.

Fu Jingtong was wearing a black thin woolen coat, looking cool and handsome. There were several bodyguards behind him, and he was full of pomp and circumstance.

"Jingtong, why are you here?" Lin Shiyu looked at him lightly with her beautiful eyebrows.