Chapter 6: Mother and Child (1) Liu Zhizhi was arrogant and wanted to leave. She had one million from the study and some other things with her, plus she pushed Tang Fangge to the ground. [26nbsp;] If she is now

If you can't escape, you will probably die miserably.

"I'm Mu Zexi's sister. Aren't you afraid that my brother will come back? I'll tell him when the time comes and tell him to fire you." Liu Zhizhi's voice was so loud that he really jumped over the wall.

The guards on both sides looked at each other, and they tacitly ignored Liu Zhizhi.

"The young master said that no matter where you want to go, you must stay here."

"Are you kidding me? Call brother. I'm leaving now." Liu Zhizhi was sweating all over his back, and his face was twisted like a rope in terror.

"Wait a moment." The guard picked up the phone and dialed Mu Zexi's number, wanting to ask about something. But as soon as he picked up the phone, Liu Zhizhi rushed over.

The two exchanged glances, chased after each other, reached out and stabbed Liu Zhizhi on the back of his neck, causing Liu Zhezhi to faint. Many times, the fox always thought that he could run faster than the wolf, but it was only when he was about to die.

Only then did I realize that I was wrong.

The guard carried Liu Zhizhi inside. At the same time, a scream suddenly came from the second floor.

"Ah..." The little servant prepared some snacks and put them in Tang Fangge's bedroom. Who knew that when they got to the second floor, they found his wife lying on the ground with blood underneath her.

Everyone panicked, and the housekeeper dialed Muzashi's number with almost trembling fingers.

Mu Zexi was on his way back. The answer was obviously a result that he had already thought of, but he still felt that it was unbearable. If he hadn't taken his sister Weiwei to find Mu Changfu, wouldn't it have happened?

Such things.

This answer was not what he wanted to hear. He would rather what he heard was a lie. But the recorder clearly told him, word for word, that everything in the past was false.

Ding ding, the phone rang, Muzashi frowned slightly, but still answered the phone. The moment he received the call, his heart twitched violently and almost stopped.

"Where?" Muzashi heard the address of the hospital and rushed to the hospital quickly.

There was some blood in Tang Fangge's lower body, which was caused by Liu Zhizhi's collision. Although the child was saved, the adult's body was very weak.

The person on the bed was pale and his lips were a little chapped. Mu Zexi sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to hold Tang Fangge's hand. Children, when did they have a child who was three months pregnant? Even if they did have a child, it should only be two.

She was three months pregnant. Suddenly, he thought of the time when he asked her to abort the child.

"How many secrets do you still hide?" Muzashi asked feebly, but his heart felt like a needle pricking him. He should have asked the doctor to remove this child, but he did not do that.

Mu Zexi dialed Zhang Jingye's number and invited him to come out and sit for a while. Zhang Jingye declined, but under Mu Zexi's strong pressure, he went obediently.

The coffee shop was just below the hospital. Mu Zexi looked at Zhang Jingye coldly. Zhang Jingye knew what he had done. His face was covered in cold sweat and his hands were shaking in his pockets.

"It seems that you already know why I came to you?" Muzashi's cold lips opened slightly, like a cold wind sweeping through the room.

Zhang Jingye struggled internally for a while and did not dare to look up at Mu Zexi. He just smiled reluctantly and said: "Mr. Mu, I really don't know what you want to see me for."

Mu Zexi's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes shot out like knives. The cup in his hand shattered with a bang in his palm, and Zhang Jingye opposite was so frightened that a cup of coffee poured on him.

"I said, I said, don't be angry, I said..." Zhang Jingye was too scared to move the order, so he could only speak honestly.

"Originally, I was performing an operation on Mrs. Mu according to tumor surgery, but who knew she actually knew about it. She threatened me and said that if I removed the child, she would report my matter directly to the hospital. She knew everything.

Okay, I had no choice but to take a vacation

The operation. Mr. Mu, this matter is really not something I can control. Mrs. Mu knows everything, and she will not agree to it even if the operation is performed." Zhang Jingye explained everything about that day clearly,

Your control is in someone else's hand and you tell them what to do.

The fragments in Mu Zexi's hand suddenly pierced his palm like an arrow, and his hands were covered with blood. Zhang Jingye was so frightened that he almost peed his pants. The coldness could almost freeze a person to death.

"I, I'm leaving first..." Almost running away, Zhang Jingye stumbled several times, fell several times, and still rushed out.

Red liquid flowed all over the table. Muzashi's eyes were red. He felt that his heart was being pressed by a mountain and it was starting to become difficult to breathe. Why was this happening? Why did she want to keep the child that she shouldn't have? It was to remind him

, the cruel things he did to her, or what she said

It really has reached the point where it doesn't matter. The more I think about it, the more angry I feel. The fire in Muzashi's heart spreads, burning his whole body into a red iron. It seems that there is an unforgettable mark in his heart.

The traces of that child, the child in Tang Fangge’s belly.

The door to the ward opened again. Mu Zexi looked down at Tang Fangge with thick hatred in his eyes. Even though he hated the child in her belly so much, he still couldn't do it. His bloody hand was on her abdomen.

If you rub it, if you can't control it, you will want to pull the child out.

"Do you still want to remove the tumor in my uterus?" Tang Fangge had a pair of bright eyes on her pale face, but there was also a hint of coldness in those eyes. She looked at Mu Zexi alertly, as if she were protecting him.

A hen looking at her baby with sharp eyes.

"Why keep him?" he asked, his voice as low as a pool of terrifying stagnant water.

Tang Fangge's eyes turned slightly, and a faint smile appeared on her lips, "Because she is my child, I want to stay."

"It's your child, but he..." But he was not his Mu Zexi's child, so he couldn't say this. Those eyes looked directly at Tang Fangge's belly, and what was in them was filled with hatred. He regretted it.

It was himself who hated the child in Tang Fangge's belly. This child was like a soldering iron. What was branded in his heart was that he would always be right for him.

He couldn't bear her scars. He knew the hurt he had done to her, and he would never deny what he had done, but he couldn't calm down. He didn't love before, and felt that he had never loved before, so she was considered dead.

He won't cry either. It's different now. He loves her, so he can't bear it and can't have the confidence to ask himself to see that child.

Tang Fangge smiled bitterly: "Because the child is not yours, you don't love her, so you want to kill her."

She will never forget what happened back then. The child is his, but she just can't say it. Even if she does, he probably won't believe her words if he can't believe it without evidence!

Mu Zexi sat slumped next to Tang Fangge. The blood on his palms had not yet formed scars, leaving a line of blood stains on her white quilt.

Tang Fangge saw that Mu Zexi's face was ashen, her eyes were full of hatred and pain, and there was a sadness that she couldn't express. If it was just this matter, he shouldn't have such a big reaction, there must be something else.

If he didn't tell her, she wouldn't ask.

Slowly raising his body with his arms, Tang Fangge sighed softly. They were direct, and maybe it was really impossible to continue. This kind of love was torture for each other. She had no confidence that she could continue to love him, and the child in her belly would become

The knot between them. If this was the case, she would rather she had never loved him. Like Mu Zaizi.

Grabbing Mu Zexi's hand, Tang Fangge looked calm, as if he had figured out everything. For the sake of their children, there would be no future between them!

Mu Zexi lowered his eyes and stared at Tang Fangge's calm face. He thought she would have some reaction, but she didn't.

"Don't you hate me?" he asked, his throat as dry as the sound of rolling millstones.

Tang Fangge lowered his head and took the first aid kit from the other side of the bed. She carefully picked out the glass in his palm, her expression focused and as calm as a lake of clear water.

"Hate, I have always hated you." These words made Muzashi's palm shrink, and the fragments in his palm penetrated deeper into his flesh. These fragments seemed to follow the flow of blood in his body.

The pain flowed through his body, making him unable to move. His eyes only showed her too calm face. His bloody palms were clearly visible in those eyes, but he couldn't see himself in her eyes. It was obviously hate.

, why does hatred leave no traces like this?

Grabbing Mu Zexi's hand, Tang Fangge picked out all the glass fragments on his palm, then wiped it clean with alcohol, and finally applied medicine. She didn't ask him how the injury on his palm came from, just quietly

Doing these smallest things.

After bandaging Mu Zexi's hand, Tang Fangge gently tied a bow on it.

"Okay." She smiled lightly, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

"Look at me and tell me how much you hate me?" If she can't find traces of love, at least she should see him in her eyes. This kind of love is not what he wants. How is Tang Fangge's character?

Jersey knew best. She couldn't let go of anyone who was hurt. No matter who was around her, she would reach out to help. Such great love was not what he wanted.

Tang Fangge looked directly at Mu Zexi's face. It turned out that there was fear in his eyes. What was he afraid of? Was he afraid of her?

"I hate you, I hate you a lot." Tang Fangge's eyes were indifferent. He clearly said words of hate, but they always felt like unintentional words.

Mu Zexi searched her eyes for a long time, but could not find any emotional fluctuations. She must be so calm, she must have other thoughts, otherwise she would not be like this.

"What do you want to do?" he asked very alertly.

A faint light flashed through Tang Fangge's eyes, and she remained silent. Even though she was silent, she already had thoughts in her heart. The entanglement made her really tired, and what could she do if she hated him. When he lay on her bed

In front of him, she found that she couldn't hurt him. The more she knew, the more she couldn't hate anyone. The child almost ran away, which seemed to tell her who was the most important now.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Mu Zexi had an inexplicable bad feeling in his heart.

"I said, if you hate me, I will always be here waiting for you to kill me." Mu Zexi hugged Tang Fangge's body and felt that her indifference made him suddenly afraid. The world seemed to have changed from him.

It flew out of my hand...

Tang Fangge reached out and wanted to hug Mu Zexi's frightened body, but she didn't do it after all. If she left a trace of nostalgia, it would be better to leave nothing at all. Children, as long as they have their children, it will be fine.

Even though Tang Fangge didn't say anything, she made no secret of her love for her child. She would often put her hand on her lower abdomen. Although she was a little too thin to be seen, there was always a smile on her lips.

Mu Zexi always looked down at her from afar, it turned out that she was so eager to have a child.

After three years of marriage, he never asked her to be pregnant with his child. In the end, God played such a big joke on him. She was pregnant, but it was not his child, but someone else's child.

. He was forced to have that child. He hated it, but he couldn't say a word to blame her. These things were all his own fault. Even if she didn't accuse him of anything bad, it still made him feel like he was covered in pain.

There are layers of thick nets.

For some reason, Mu Zexi found that she did not dare to rely on Jingtang to sing. The child in her belly seemed to be looking at her with a mocking face all the time.

All this was his own fault and caused by himself. Faced with such accusations, it was as if Tang Fangge was blaming him. The calmer she was, the less she spoke, and the better she treated her children, the more he felt in his heart

of pain.

"Why are you standing here?" Bai Xiao couldn't help asking softly when he saw the pain on Mu Zexi's face. He knew about Tang Fangge's pregnancy, but he didn't tell Mu Zexi.

Mu Zexi just glanced at Tang Fangge with nostalgia, "Is she in good health?" he asked, his voice filled with layers of deep pain.

"The child's condition has stabilized, but her body has always been relatively weak, so she needs to be nursed back to health for a few more days."

"If I say to abort the child, do you think she will hate me to death?" Mu Zexi asked suddenly, with a faint wry smile in her starry eyes.

Bai Xiao nodded, the answer was yes.

"Jersey, you should think about how your mother felt when she gave birth to you." Bai Xiao suddenly said something, which made Mu Zexi's expression suddenly change.

"Haha... I really, really can't bear it..." After saying this, Muzashi dragged his exhausted body and left the hospital.

Bai Xiao watched Mu Zexi leave and felt worried for his brother, but he was sure that he should be able to survive it.
Chapter completed!