The main god of fast wear is playing again

Chapter 318 Oh, my husky president! (62)
"I don't care about these, as long as Xin'er is always by my side."

The corners of Jiang Ran's eyes were wet as he spoke, and his clothes were a little messy because of too much movement, showing a sense of decadence, and suddenly became angry, and looked at Jiang Xu fiercely.

"But, you want to snatch Xin'er away! If she doesn't want to, you force her!" He pointed at Jiang Xu's nose and yelled loudly, resentful, his red eyes were full of angry flames.

Immediately, holding the dagger in his hand, he rushed forward and stabbed straight at Jiang Xu.

"It's you! Ruined my Xin'er!"

He growled, completely out of his mind.

Seeing that Jiang Ran was about to stab Jiang Xu with the dagger, Tu Zhimeng subconsciously blocked Jiang Xu with her body.

The dagger pierced Tu Zhimeng's right abdomen, and blood immediately seeped into his clothes.

"Meng Meng!!!"

Jiang Xu roared, his heart seemed to have stopped beating, he hugged the little girl into his arms, watching her blood stain her clothes little by little, the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe.

His embrace was so warm, so warm that the little girl wanted to be hugged quietly by him forever.

"Ash, I'm afraid I can't accompany you..."

Tu Zhimeng felt that she couldn't use her strength, as if she didn't even have the strength to speak, her voice was so thin that she could hardly hear it.

"No, no, I don't want to hurt you!"

Jiang Ran didn't expect that the little girl would rush over to block Jiang Xu, he just wanted to use her to lure Jiang Xu over, he didn't want to hurt her...

Jiang Xu wanted to speak, but his mind went blank. He just felt a pain in his heart, and hated himself for not protecting Tu Zhimeng well.

"Jiang Ran, the child in Lu Xin's womb is not Ah Xu's... Lu Xin suffers from mental illness and is often immersed in her own fantasies."

Tu Zhimeng felt that the last time should be used to explain clearly to Jiang Xu.

Perhaps the ending had already been arranged, she didn't feel much pain, but was very sleepy and tired, and wanted to sleep in Jiang Xu's arms.

Hearing her words, Jiang Xu couldn't bear it anymore, tears flowed down his cheeks into Tu Zhimeng's palm.

She still thinks about him to this day.

Jiang Xu regretted it, regretted not being able to send her home, regretted not looking for her earlier.

She was in danger time and time again, but she didn't do anything for her...

"Mengmeng, hold on, okay? I'm going to call an ambulance." He spoke hoarsely, with a choking sound in his throat.

This is the second time he shed tears for a person.

This time it was when his mother passed away.

He didn't want to lose another woman who was so important to him.

"A Xu, it's useless..." The little girl nestled in Jiang Xu's arms, her breath was weak, and her voice was soft.

The little hands were slightly cold, stroking Jiang Xu's face, gently wiping away the tears, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, revealing a still sweet dimple: "A Xu, even if you don't have me, you still have to live well, promise me."

For Jiang Xu, Tu Zhimeng has long been his world, without her, how can he live in peace.

"Mengmeng, I can't live without you." With a hoarse voice, Jiang Xu couldn't stop the tears from streaming down his face, and covered Tu Zhimeng's wound with his big hand, trying to stop the bleeding.

The little girl's usually bright red lips gradually lost their color, her little face was pale, and the way she smiled made people feel distressed.

"You are Erha, without me you can tear down the house as you like."

Suddenly, she coughed up a mouthful of blood.

(End of this chapter)