Quan Shaoyi is deeply in love

Chapter 797 Can't Control My Emotions

Because the blood on his hands had just been washed off, Luo Huan's face turned pale the moment he was held.

It wasn't until the other party let go that she breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, hello."

Maybe they were too enthusiastic, Luo Huan's nervousness gradually calmed down, Quan Mo leaned close to her ear, and said, "Forget about the outside world, take a good vacation for yourself, don't think about anything."

She nodded emotionally.

Mrs. Chuan smiled and said, "Since the young mistress is here, I will show off my cooking skills tonight and let you have a good taste."

"Old lady, you can pick those vegetables in the garden, and I'll put them in the kitchen for you later."

Knowing that they grow their own fruits and vegetables, Luo Huan asked curiously, "Have you grown a lot?"

Da Chuan replied: "Yes, young mistress, the two of us usually have nothing to do, so we just dump these in the garden. That's right, there are also grapes!"

Hearing this, Luo Huan became interested: "Can I go and have a look later?"

"Hey, look at what the young lady said, everything here belongs to the Quan family. If you are interested, you can follow me to see it now."

"Okay!"

After finishing speaking, she turned her head to look at the stern man, seeing him nodding, Luo Huan raised the corners of her mouth.

Not long after, she came to the garden in Dachuankou. Luo Huan was very pleasantly surprised when she saw the evenly distributed and neat vegetable growing area.

"Wow, there are so many kinds of vegetables, isn't it hard work to take care of them every day?"

"It's not hard work, the equipment is quite complete, they are all pure organic vegetables, very safe." After a pause, he said: "I called Mr. Quan before, but he said no, otherwise our husband and wife are willing Drive the food to Quan's house every day."

Luo Huan frowned: "Every day?"

At this time, the stern man interrupted: "The car they are talking about is a motorcycle. Da Chuan and Mrs. Chuan don't know how to drive a car."

"Ah? How long does it take to drive a motorcycle from here to Quan's house??"

No wonder he refused, how much weight did Da Chuan and Mrs. Chuan lose after going back and forth like this every day?
Da Chuan smiled: "It may take more than two hours. We know that the husband is kind, so we don't want us to make such a fuss. But if there were no Mr. Quan and Mr. Lu, our husband and wife would have starved to death long ago. Where would this building be?" Is it possible to live in a villa? One must know how to be grateful, what is two hours? Ten hours, both of us are willing!"

grateful……

What a beautiful word?
If everyone knew how to be grateful, how warm would this world be?
If Aishalin knew how to be grateful, she wouldn't kill her own child today.

Thinking of this, Luo Huan's hands began to tremble again, the feeling of the knife being inserted into the flesh was too clear, she suddenly screamed and covered her head with her hands!

Seeing this, Quan Mo's face changed instantly, and he hugged her: "Huan? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's okay, I'll take you to your room to rest!"

Dachuan didn't know what happened at all, and thought that what he said had stimulated her, so he was overwhelmed with fright.

"Mr. Quan, I, I..."

The stern man didn't bother to explain at all, he picked up Luo Huan by the waist, and ran towards the villa.

It wasn't until she was placed on the bed in the master bedroom that Luo Huan gradually calmed down.

With tears in the corners of her eyes, she said, "Mo, what should I do? Even if I didn't kill the child, but... as long as I think of that knife in my hand, I can't control my emotions..."

(End of this chapter)