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Chapter 522 Love is long but not happy: the sea is full of memories (3)

Lan Mufei's stomach has not moved for a long time, and her due date has passed.The doctor checked her and found that there was no problem, and the number of fetal movements per day was normal. He said: This child is too calm.

Sijun was calm, but Long Ziqi couldn't calm down, and arranged for Lan Mufei to be hospitalized, so that her amniotic water would not break and she would give birth at any time.

The hospital ward is an independent room with a relatively spacious place, a set of furniture, a separate toilet and kitchenette.

Two teams of doctors and nurses are on duty 24 hours a day to observe her condition.

The days in the hospital were extremely boring. Apart from reading and sleeping, Lan Mufei would occasionally turn on the TV to watch the news.

On the afternoon of October 10, after taking a nap, she suddenly wanted to eat small kumquats. The doctor just came to check her up, and the servant went out to buy them.

The routine examination will not take long. After the doctor has finished the examination, he will hold a small meeting, because she has not given birth signs for more than 42 weeks.

Although her fetus is normal and the amniotic fluid has not decreased from the examination, if this continues, the quality of the amniotic fluid will become cloudy, which is very dangerous to the mother and baby!
For the consultation, it is necessary to suggest an oxytocin injection to the wife, and it is best to let the child come out to report in these two days.

Lan Mufei was the only one left in the ward, with nothing else to do, he casually touched the remote control of the TV, turned on the TV, and wanted to listen casually.

The lit LCD screen made her breathe stagnant.

TV screens are broadcasting a century-old ceremony around the world——the wedding of Louis Indore and Jane Lancelot.

In the past two or three months, she hasn't read much international news, and she has avoided news about France and Paris; subconsciously, she doesn't want to know his recent situation, as if Louis Indulge will always be in her memory That him, the one that belongs to him!
She never expected that after escaping for so long, she still saw his wedding with her own eyes. It was just the bride, not herself!

There is a voice in my head that keeps saying: turn off the TV, don't watch it, don't watch it anymore...

But actions are not controlled by consciousness, and the hand holding the remote control is stiff and cold, as if it doesn't belong to me anymore.

Lan Mufei's obscure eyes stared greedily at the handsome face on the screen, only in the midnight reincarnation in the dream, he has not changed, still handsome and arrogant, the disdain in the bottom of the eyes is even worse than before.

He stood in front of the auditorium, as if he was waiting for the bride to appear. His handsome face did not show the joy and excitement of being a groom; his pair of clear blue eyes were deeper than the blue sea and blue sky. At the wedding scene, he seemed to stand alone, his stern face exuded loneliness and indifference.

I don't know that behind the many machines, on this side of the screen——

There is a heart that has already been rained heavily and flooded!

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This wedding was organized by Mrs. Hong and Jane's mother. It was as luxurious as it wanted, and it was as extravagant as it could be. There were countless rich and powerful people present, not to mention those rich and famous ladies and so on.

Some people are envious of this wedding of the century, and the marriage of wealthy families will definitely bring greater benefits in the future, while some people sniff it. It is not that the former Louis Yingdo wanted to leave the Louis family, but now he is not willing to let go of fame and fortune, and chooses to marry!

Louis Indow's stern silhouette was calm, with his hands in his pockets, standing in the crowd, neither sad nor happy, without any joy of being a groom.

On such a lively occasion, he felt lonely and powerless.

For eight months, his hands were covered with blood, some deserved it, some were innocent, but to him, it made no difference.

It's been ten months, and she hasn't heard from her at all, as if she has disappeared from this world.

She knew it in her heart, she just hid it, and she didn't want to let herself find it, she didn't want to be his burden, dragging down his progress, and wanted him to choose his own path in the future.

In the past ten months, most of the half year, has she woke up suddenly in the middle of the night like herself, thinking of her partner's heart like a knife.

Two months ago, the parents of the two families met to set the date of the wedding. Mrs. Hong invited the Lancelots to discuss the details of the wedding, and he sent Jane back alone.

The car stopped at the entrance of Lancelot Villa, the partition in the middle was raised, the lights in the car were elegant and dim, and the two of them occupied one side.

When Jane dropped her hand on the doorknob and was about to get out of the car, his hoarse voice passed by: "Thank you."

His fingers stiffened for a few seconds, he pursed his red lips, and replied in a low voice, "You don't have to thank me." Everything was voluntary.

Louis Yingdou's mysterious pupils looked at the night outside the car window, his stern outline was always tight, and his sword eyebrows had never been stretched in the past six months.

Jane hesitated a few times, and finally bit her red lips and asked, "Are we...will we really get married?"

The sound diffused in the silent carriage, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes were looking out of the window, as if he hadn't heard it.

"As I said at the beginning..." Jane spoke again.

Louis Yingduo turned his head sideways, his clear blue eyes met her, and his voice was calm: "I will do my best."

A wave flashed in Jian's eyes, a faint smile faded from the corner of her mouth, and she nodded: "Okay."

"Rest early!" There was no concern or tenderness in his calm voice.

"Good night." Jane got out of the car, and the moment she was about to close the door, she suddenly bent down and looked inside: "The widow—"

Oligarch Louis Ying turned his head slightly, looked at her, and waited for the following.

"I will work hard too!" A gentle voice escaped from her red lips, and a faint smile gradually faded away.

Louis Yingdou pursed his lips, with a half-smile, signaling her to go back and rest.

Jane closed the car door, turned and left.

Louis Yingdou's thin lips drooped involuntarily, and the light in his eyes became increasingly dim and cold.

The partition board descended, and the driver was Hang Hang, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, licking his dry lips in the dark, and said calmly, "Count, do you really want to marry Miss Jane?"

Louis Yingwid's face became more and more gloomy because of the word "marriage". Hang Hang saw his gloomy and gloomy expression through the rearview mirror, and his heart kept sinking...

After a long time, in the carriage, his murmured voice lingered in a sense of loss, as if he was speaking to Hang Hang, and more like speaking to himself.

He said: "Hang Hang, if I had known that I would fall in love with a woman named Lan Mufei at the age of 35, then in the first 34 years without her, I would have made all preparations in advance to love her; but I No idea, so in the end I lost her."

"And what I'm doing now should have been done a long time ago...I hope it's not too late in my lifetime."

Some people meet each other on a narrow road in their lifetime, and they will not be spared in the end.

He wasn't sure if he could meet again in his lifetime, but it was better to try to do some things than to do nothing.

Assuming that we can meet...

So it's not too late to do all the hard work now.

Hypothesis, in fact, is a very beautiful word, you will be as happy as you think it is, because you can't get it anymore.

In the darkness, Hang Hang held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and his eyes were already sore and flooded.

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In this century-style wedding ceremony, the happiest thing is Mrs. Hong, who held all the power of Louis and her natal family, and died in the dust. Now Jane is also married to Louis Yingwid; And the power also belongs to the Louis family.

The word "Louis" will become the most expensive and unattainable surname in Paris and France.

And all of this is what she paid for with her whole life. Without herself, the Louis family would have fallen in the hands of Louis Enron, so no matter what she has done, it is right. She is the glory and glory of the Louis family. Pride is the biggest contributor!

There are media in the outfield, and there is a special banquet hall in the church. Mrs. Hong is wearing a red dress, exquisite makeup, elegant smile, holding a glass of champagne, entertaining guests leisurely.

The accident happened so suddenly that no one expected it.

A man in waiter uniform held a tray in his hand and approached Mrs. Hong. When everyone was caught off guard, he pulled out a fruit knife from nowhere and stabbed Mrs. Hong in a red dress.

There were some important people in the banquet hall, and no one knew how he got in. Han Ping, who was next to Mrs. Hong, was a little far away at that time and was not blocked. The tip of the knife pierced into Mrs. Hong's body, and blood gushed out instantly. Let the red dress become more red and wet.

Wanting to stab deeper, Han Ping has already rushed over and subdued the assailant——Yun Gu!
Mrs. Hong was sent to the hospital for emergency rescue; Yun Gu was not handed over to the police, but was controlled by Han Ping.

The wedding is about to turn into a funeral, and the scene is chaotic.

Mrs. Hong was taken to the nearest hospital, and the wedding car was slowly approaching. The two cars passed by, and the scene was slightly ironic.

There are cameras in the banquet hall, live broadcasting, even if Han Ping wants to suppress all the news, it will be too late to prevent the news from being broadcast; the picture of Mrs. Hong being stabbed to the end has already been spread all over the world!

Not only was the wedding scene in chaos, but everything on the other end of the camera was also in chaos, especially in the ward in country A.

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Lan Mufei's dim eyes saw the familiar silhouette in the picture stabbing Mrs. Hong with a knife blade. She was in the ice cave and almost stopped breathing.

why?
Why are you so stupid?

Qingming's pupils were suddenly clouded with mist, and she watched helplessly as Han Ping subdued Yun Gu while Mrs. Hong was sent to the hospital unconscious.

It was as if someone had stabbed me in the heart, and I couldn't breathe, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Pregnant in October, with a big belly, bloated and fragile, bewildered and at a loss.

"Mobile phone... mobile phone... Yingwid... Yingwid save him..."

Lan Mufei's lips collided tremblingly, and her mouth was already filled with a strong smell of blood; the TV screen was extremely chaotic, just like her brain.

With trembling hands, he grabbed something in his hand and found that it was not a mobile phone. He threw the remote control on the ground, cracked it, and the battery jumped out and rolled under the bed.

"Mobile... Where is the mobile phone!" Lan Mufei couldn't find the mobile phone, her eyes were already blurred by water mist, and she growled violently in agitated mood.

The wedding of Louis Yingdo and Jane, Yun Gu's attack on Mrs. Hong, everything happened so suddenly, her brain and psychology suffered a double blow, and she seemed to be a little deranged.

For a while, it was unacceptable!
When she left Paris back then, it was said that the two were clean from now on, but during the years of being dependent on each other, we shared weal and woe. Even if she would not forgive everyone in this world, she would not not forgive Yun Gu.

The panicked eyes searched for the mobile phone in every corner of the room, round and round, and finally saw the mobile phone lying quietly on the coffee table, and in a hurry, he lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed...

One foot fell to the ground, but the other foot was wrapped in a quilt, and the upper body lost control and fell forward, and the whole person's center of gravity was unstable and fell to the bed.

When people are in danger, they have an instinct to subconsciously want to grab all the things they can grab around them, no matter what.

She grabbed the bedside table next to her with her hand, but her palm accidentally caught the edge of the bedside table. She subconsciously let go of the pain, and tried to grab it again, but it was too late——

The whole person fell to the ground, although she wanted to protect her stomach with her hands and land on her back, but it was too late, and she forced herself to fall to the ground on her side.

Immediately, severe pain came over the sky and covered the sky, sweeping the whole body.

Feeling dizzy, all the scenes in front of me became blurred and dark.

There are noisy voices in my ears, I feel that something is about to be lost from my body, and I leave.

His face was covered with damp, and it was hard to tell whether it was sweat or sweat. He tried his best not to pass out, and his eyes fell weakly on the emergency bell beside the bed.

She bit her dilapidated lips with her white teeth, and the smell of blood became stronger under her nostrils. She lowered her head and saw the blood stained on her nightgown with great difficulty. Every breath was painful like a knife stabbing her stomach .

The swollen arm reached out to the emergency bell, really wanting to press the bell, but...

She is really tired, so tired!

He didn't have the strength to stand up and press the red button right in front of him.

The blood-stained palm tremblingly covered the stomach, and the painful voice was full of broken: "Sijun..."

There seemed to be someone's hoarse voice in her ear, without emotion, but it made her nostalgic for this life.

His misty eyes looked at the screen hanging on the wall, his outline remained the same, his pair of cloudy eyes were always sharp, as if he could see through the soul of a person at a glance.

The arm that was hanging powerlessly by his side stretched out towards him——

A familiar and low-pitched voice brushed past my ears, calling out tirelessly, "Fei...Fei'er..."

Warm and soft, like a broad chest embracing her, giving her infinite strength and protection!

The eyes that were slowly closing opened suddenly, as if someone who was about to fall asleep was suddenly awakened.

"Ying... Ying, widow..." The thin and soft lips were soaked with fine drops of blood, one by one, he said his name with difficulty, and the big teardrops fell from the corners of his eyes, leaving a faint wet mark. Dry; the curly and slender eyelashes trembled violently, casting a blue shadow, like a butterfly with broken wings trembling.

The bewildered eyes were flooded with painful waves, and the voice was like snowflakes falling from the sky, with three points of softness and seven points of powerlessness.

She was very tired, but she didn't want to fall asleep. She tried her best to open her eyes wide, blinked her eyes, and looked towards the direction of the screen. She really wanted to see the blurred outline clearly, and wanted to remember his appearance clearly. The blood-cold fingertips really wanted to touch his outline, but the arm that was frozen in mid-air was powerless to hang down after all.

The curled eyelashes finally covered the eyes, neither crying nor laughing, neither sad nor happy, just like a sleeping baby, quiet and gentle.

British widow, I'm sorry.

I really did my best.

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The live broadcast is live worldwide, how many countries and how many people will see it, I don't know; the wedding cannot be held normally, and the Lancetlows will not let their only baby daughter marry Louis Yingwid under such circumstances.

To appease the guests, evacuate the crowd, and deal with the media, Louis Yingdow did not have much emotional fluctuations, as if the groom of this wedding was not himself.

Jane knew that Mrs. Hong was stabbed and sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. She was very shocked. She was not angry at the interruption of the wedding, but understood; she even asked Louis Yingduo if he needed help, whether it was at the scene or at the hospital. She wanted to help him share some of it.

Louis Yingduo looked cold, but told Hang Hang to send her back to Lancelot's house first, and leave the rest to him.

When everything calmed down, it was evening, night fell, and the lights came on. He leaned against the car and lit a cigarette. Looking at the dim lights, he frowned, and his lips curled into a half-smile.

Is this God's will?
Providence would prevent him from marrying Jane.

But if it was God's will, why didn't Fei'er be returned to him.

After smoking a cigarette, he turned around and got into the car, now he has no time to be sad or complain, there are still many things waiting for him to do!
When Louis Yinghuo arrived at the hospital, Mrs. Hong had been transferred from the operating room to the ward. The sharp blade pierced the lung lobe, and she lost too much blood. Fortunately, she was sent to the hospital quickly, and the rescue was timely, and her life was out of danger.

Louis Yingduo sat in front of the hospital bed, looking calmly at Mrs. Hong who was wearing an oxygen mask with deep eyes. The medical equipment made a cold sound and flowed between him and Han Ping.

The hands in front of the knees were tightly clenched into fists, with bulging veins and distinct meridians.

"get out."

Han Ping stood still, staring straight at the earl.

He looked up at him, "What? Are you afraid that I will kill my own mother?"

"My responsibility is to protect her every step of the way!" Han Ping's voice was calm and powerful.

Louis Yingdou got up, and looked at him with dark eyes, "It seems that you don't intend to hand over the man to me!"

"He attempted to murder Mrs. Hong, so it's up to Mrs. Hong to wake up and make the decision."

Louis Yingzhi guessed that this would happen, so he didn't feel surprised. Before turning around, his voice was cold: "This is a big deal. The media tried their best to exert pressure and keep the speech to a minimum. You know how much she cares about her reputation. of!"

"..."

There is no need for Louis Yingzhi to say this. Han Ping knows it best, so he has already greeted the people at the banquet, and the media is also putting pressure on it. Overseas speech cannot be controlled, but domestic speech will do everything possible to control it Live, it must not be widely reported, ruining the reputation of Mrs. Hong.

As for the idiot who tried to kill Mrs. Hong, when Mrs. Hong wakes up, he will definitely not let him go!

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The car shuttled through the night, and the interior of the car was extremely silent. Louis Yingduo was sitting in the back seat. The driver was Zhou Jin, and the co-pilot was Hang Hang. He looked back at the person in the back seat whose expression was bathed in darkness, hesitant to speak. :"count--"

Yun Gu is now in Han Ping's hands, and when Mrs. Hong wakes up, what fate awaits him is self-evident!

Does the Earl really intend to stand by and let Yun Gu die at the hands of Mrs. Hong?

The interior of the car was quiet, and Louis Ying has kept a motionless movement since he got in the car. Hearing Hang Hang's words, he twitched his brows indifferently, without saying a word.

"After all, they are her relatives." Hang Hang couldn't help but say again, even at this point, he felt that Lan Mufei might not really hate Yun Gu in his heart, if he knew that Yun Gu had died, he wouldn't be sad .

Louis Yingzhi's voice was even colder: "He wants to die by himself, what has it to do with me!"

(End of this chapter)