deliberate kiss

Chapter 303
Her life was devastated because of him, and even God couldn't bear to add even the slightest bit of sorrow to her.

Zhou Bingquan felt the speed of blood loss from his body, and soon, he should die soon.

And Lin Xuansu stared at him blankly, tears falling down one by one.

Is she feeling sorry for herself?

Zhou Bingquan knew, no.

He knew her too well. She had never done such an outrageous thing. Before the fall of the Lin family, she just followed the rules in her life.

She's just scared.

So he wiped off the blood stains on her face with his clean hands, and his movements couldn't be more gentle.

He looked at her, looked at her for the last time, and said to her, "Don't be afraid, run and find Jingwei."

He had an accident in her room, and the Zhou family would not let her go.

Lin Xuansu looked at him with extremely complicated eyes, as if she didn't understand why he said such things to herself.

Her voice was hoarse, and she said with emphasis: "I'm killing you now."

Zhou Bingquan smiled, said he knew, put his hand down slumpedly, and said softly again: "Run."

Lin Xuansu's pupils trembled, and there was a feeling of incomprehension in it.

But soon, she came back to her senses and walked out without looking back.

Zhou Bingquan saw her walking away, so he pulled the knife out of his body.

The moment before the severe pain hit and his consciousness became blurred, he used his last bit of strength to wipe off the fingerprints belonging to Lin Xuansu on the handle of the knife
When Cheng Weiyue woke up, Zhou Jingwei was nowhere to be seen, and the auspicious snow in Jingcheng was complicated, and she didn't intend to stop.

The huge skylight poured down from the blinds, Cheng Weiyue squinted her eyes to reach for the mobile phone on the bedside table.

It's January [-]st, eight o'clock in the morning.

Zhou Jingwei sent her a text message three hours ago, saying that he had something to do and he would go home.

Cheng Weiyue didn't know what happened to the Zhou family, but she could guess that it was urgent that he rushed back overnight.

For some reason, there was a feeling of panic spreading in my heart.

Cheng Weiyue looked at the few words on the text message, deliberating and hesitating about what to reply.

Zhao Ruolan pushed the door open and came in, speaking loudly: "Wei Yue, Mom made you sesame glutinous rice balls, get up quickly!"

She recovered and said yes, and walked out with her slippers on.

There is the fragrance of osmanthus in the air. It is Zhao Ruolan's dried osmanthus honey in autumn. Mixed in warm water, it is sweet and warm.
But the Zhou family at this moment is a completely different scene.

In the ancestral hall, Zhou Lengshan sat across from Zhou Jingwei, seeing the man's indifferent and calm expression, he couldn't help saying angrily: "Zhou Jingwei, your father is still in the hospital, and his life and death are still uncertain. Shouldn't you explain to the next person in the Zhou family?"

"What do you want to explain?" Zhou Jingwei's eyes were warm and cold, and the eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were calm: "My mother is just a weak woman, and I can't stand your threats like this."

"Threat? Weak woman?" Zhou Lengshan laughed angrily, with a gloomy expression on his face: "You also have the face to say such a thing. Is there any weak woman in this world who can do such a thing as killing her husband!"

Everyone present had different expressions, and after Zhou Lingshan finished speaking, they began to whisper to each other.

"My father hasn't woken up yet. You have no proof. Why do you say that my mother did it?" Zhou Jingwei's tone was tinged with coldness, and his sharp edge was piercing: "Or, uncle, you are trying to make a false accusation and slander now." ?”

"The owner of the family happened in Lin Xuansu's room. If he said it had nothing to do with her, who would believe it!" Someone's tone was full of doubts: "It's not a day or two for Lin Xuansu to hold grudges against the owner of the family. Now we must take personal revenge. Call the police and let the police deal with it!"

This statement was immediately supported by many people.

"Yes, let the police handle it!"

"If there is no evidence, then check it out. Don't you know if you check it?"

Zhou Lengshan also sneered and said, "Zhou Jingwei, you are also a lawyer yourself, so don't do things that you know violate the law, and hand over Lin Xuansu!"

No matter how undercurrents are surging between Zhou Lengshan and Zhou Bingquan, they are still brothers after all. Seeing the latter lying in the hospital, not knowing whether he is alive or dead, how can he not feel a little bit of emotion?
Lin Xuansu was undoubtedly the target of public criticism and was in an embarrassing situation.

"I won't hand him over." Zhou Jingwei was unmoved, and said very calmly: "I know I broke the law today, what can you do to me?"

The words are loose, but the essence is arrogant enough.

Zhou Lingshan's face turned red, and seeing Zhou Jingwei's unrelenting appearance, he said coldly, "Do you think you can keep Lin Xuansu! She is committing a crime now!"

"Whether it's a crime or not, it won't be too late for you to find the evidence, uncle." Zhou Jingwei got up and said in a dull tone: "If there is nothing else, I will take a step first."

Zhou Lingshan's face was livid, his chest rose and fell sharply, and his breathing was unstable and disordered.

Zhou Jingwei really didn't take people like the Zhou family seriously.

At this point, he wants to see how long he can protect that woman!

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In the intensive care ward of Zhou's private sanatorium, Lin Xuansu was lying on the bed, with a quiet and pale face without a trace of blood.

She closed her eyes tightly, and her whole body was weak.

The doctor came out from the inside, looked at Zhou Siheng who was waiting outside the door early in the morning, and respectfully called young master.

"How's it going?" Zhou Siheng said anxiously.

"There's nothing serious about the person, it's probably because he was overly frightened that he suddenly fell into a coma." A comforting voice said: "Don't worry, we've checked, and we will definitely wake up tonight."

This is good news. With Zhou Bingquan in a coma, Lin Xuansu was safe and sound, which is also a bit more comforting.

Zhou Siheng didn't know the old affairs between Zhou Bingquan and Lin Xuansu, but the two tortured each other to such an extent that it was no longer possible to say right or wrong.

Zhou Bingquan didn't wake up, but Zhou Siheng and Zhou Jingwei both understood that Zhou Bingquan didn't want Lin Xuansu to have trouble.

If not, how could he not forget to wipe off the fingerprints on the handle of the knife one second before he passed out.

Through the small window on the wall, Zhou Siheng looked at Lin Xuansu's face in the ward, his eyes filled with indelible gloom and worry.

He coughed softly, and his pale face became even more sickly.

His body shouldn't be working so hard.

In the ward, Lin Xuansu only felt that she had fallen into the vortex of time, and the feeling of dizziness and suffocation was progressive, with extreme groggyness.

Her consciousness was blank, and when she felt clear, she was already standing in front of the Lin family's gate.

At that time, the Lin family hadn't been destroyed by a fire, and everything looked peaceful and beautiful.

The sun was hot, and she stood under the shade of a tree, watching her young self lead Zhou Jingwei, a toddler, from the limousine not far away.

(End of this chapter)