honey deal

On the vast sea, a weak butterfly has broken its wings and is struggling hard. The whole picture is full of heart-pounding despair.

"Butterflies cannot fly beyond the sea", this name also reveals desolation.

"My child, what are your plans?" Chi Feng looked away from the painting and moved to her.

It turned out to be snooping.

Pei Xiaowu smiled coolly from the bottom of his heart: "Don't worry, I won't use him to blackmail your Chi family. I have already contacted the doctor and agreed to have an operation this weekend."

I was afraid that my mother would stop me, so I came to the nursing home as an excuse to relax.

"No." Who knows, Chi Feng shouted excitedly: "That is a life, you can't kill him cruelly."

It's not that she is cruel, it's that the reality is too cruel.

"A life that shouldn't come, just like me, why let him come into this world and experience the ruthlessness of the world." Without an illegitimate child loved by her father, she has had enough of that kind of suffering.

What's more, her heart was frozen to ice, and she didn't want to have anything to do with that person anymore.

"I will bear the responsibility of the father, and you don't have to worry about all the expenses of the child." For Chi Feng, who is deeply influenced by Western culture, abortion is extremely inhumane.

What's more, this child is still the flesh and blood of the Chi family.

She raised her eyes, her small face was as pale as paper, but it was absolutely the same.

"Teacher, don't persuade me."

Chi Feng was also stubborn, and pulled her up: "This place is too simple, follow me."

Pei Xiaowu waved his hand and struggled to break free: "Teacher, you have to tell me a few times before you understand that I will absolutely never want this child, so let's go."

He turned his back abruptly and ignored it.

Chi Feng had no choice but to say, "Okay, I'll go, but I will definitely stop you."

Prevent?

Behind him, Pei Xiaowu smiled coldly.

When it came time to make an appointment for surgery, Pei Xiaowu urged Fan Siyang to accompany her to the hospital early, and the family members needed to sign, so he had to take the place.

Fan Siyang had no choice but to obey her.

When they arrived at the hospital, the two sat in the rest area outside the operating room and lined up their numbers.

"...This grand engagement ceremony has attracted a swarm of major media, and now we will switch to the scene." The excited voice of the host came from the TV.

Lifting his gaze slightly, Pei Xiaowu's breathing suddenly tightened, as if someone had strangled his throat.

On the huge background stage, a pair of wonderful people are affectionate.

I didn't expect him to be so good-looking in a white suit. It lacked the usual rigor, but it added a jade tree facing the wind, which really echoed the allusion of Prince Charming.

Wearing a straight suit, raising his hands and feet in a self-styled manner, standing in a place where everyone is looking at him, he is like a god descending from the earth.

It was still the smile on the corners of his lips and eyes, which made Pei Xiaowu stare blankly for a full minute—it turned out that he could have such a bright smile, but he couldn't open it for her.

Today's heroine is not inferior to him in the slightest, with long skirts sweeping the floor, beautiful, elegant, and gentle, like an angel who accidentally fell into the mortal world.

This pair, a man with a talent and a woman with a beautiful appearance, is a perfect match, even if all the good words in the world are used to describe it, it is not an exaggeration.

At this time, the screen cuts to show a big close-up shot, the diamond necklace on the heroine's neck is shining brightly.

It's the "Allure"!

People drill into one, it's hard for him to use up his mind.

Pei Xiaowu grabbed the armrest of the seat with too much force, his knuckles turned white.

"No. 10, Pei Xiaowu, is ready for surgery."

"Hey, don't wait any longer."

The sudden sound of shouting made Fan Siyang, who had been pretending to be calm, jump up and stop him.

Pei Xiaowu walked around him without saying a word, and walked straight to the operating room. His back was thin but determined.

"The operation will start soon, have you thought about it yet?" The doctor asked routinely while making preparations.

She lay on the operating table, slowly closed her eyes, "Do it."

A row of equipment, the silver light became more and more cold and hard, entering the body in turn, the pain can't be described in one word, but it was not one ten thousandth of her heartache.

After about an hour, the last trace of bond between her and him fell off with a ball of blood.

The operation was announced immediately.

"You are this?"

Back home, Feng Lina was shocked to see that she was being supported by Fan Siyang and looked like she was about to fall down at any time.

"Second Madam, she needs to rest." Fan Siyang was ambiguous: "There is still something to do in the nursing home, so I'm leaving first."

"Xiao Wu, don't tell me, the child is gone." Feng Lina hurriedly took her over, guessed from her face and appearance, but still didn't want to believe it.

Pei Xiaowu nodded almost cruelly, instead of letting her mother imagine unrealistically, it would be more satisfying to cut off her thoughts at once.

"Oh, my precious grandson, I still expect you to take care of me in the old age. How can a person live like this!" After a moment of stunned, Feng Lina screamed.

To be honest, when Mr. Pei died, he never saw her like this.

"You cruel little woman, how can you treat your own flesh and blood like this, you are really good at it." Although she was full of hatred, she still felt sorry for her daughter, Feng Lina babbled endlessly while stewing tonics.

Lying on the bed, Pei Xiaowu suddenly felt ashamed. He was really incompetent, unable to let his mother live the life she dreamed of.

"Mom, I will work hard and let you enjoy yourself in the future." Just as Feng Lina came over in the soup, she promised with a forced smile.

Feng Lina curled her lips while feeding her: "You have discarded such a good opportunity. From now on, as long as I don't let me drink the northwest wind, I will burn incense."

In the end, it really hit the spot for her.

The next day, staff from two courts came to the house and served an indictment accusing her of embezzling public funds without permission.

Pei Xiaowu held the court summons notice, his hands were still shaking, and he kept asking himself: Is this God going to kill me?

"Oh, what should I do, Xiao Wu, will I have to pay a lot of money?" Feng Lina wanted to slap herself with big ears.

She calmed down, and said lightly: "Mom, don't worry, you won't drink the northwest wind for the rest of your life."

People are dead, aren't they?

"Mom, I want to eat Lao Fengtian's cakes, can you buy them for me?" Pei Xiaowu forced himself to drink the whole bowl of soup in one gulp. For the first time, he was like those gluttonous little girls begging his mother to buy them for him. Snacks to go.

"You!" Feng Lina poked her forehead bitterly, like a good mother for the first time, she went to run errands for her daughter.

When the door of the outer room was slammed shut, Pei Xiaowu slowly got up from the bed.

His body didn't hurt anymore, but he was very weak, so he had to slow down, find his favorite set of clothes and change into it, and then sat in front of the vanity mirror to do his makeup.

The face of the person in the mirror was frighteningly pale, without any trace of anger.

She found another rouge and powder, applied a thin layer, and then carefully traced her lips with a lipstick pen.

Speaking of which, this set of cosmetics was specially bought in order to successfully climb into his bed, and it was left unused after only one use. It was only later that I found out that he likes a pure and natural face.