Chapter 151 I only have you

"Go to sleep first, little princess." Zhou Jingwei smiled and rubbed the tip of her nose, whispering in a low voice.

Lin Xuansu had been standing outside the door. When Zhou Jingwei opened the door for her, her face could no longer be described as ugly.

With a forced smile, she called Zhou Jingwei's name and said, "Jingwei, why have you been up there for so long without asking mom to come in and sit down?"

"It's not very convenient," he said without a trace of humanity: "If you have anything to say, just say it here."

Lin Xuansu's face turned pale again and again. She stood there helplessly and for a long time, she pulled out an even uglier smile: "Jing Wei, you haven't been back to the Zhou family's old house for many days."

"I've been very busy lately and have a lot of things on hand, so I haven't gone back."

Zhou Jingwei took a step outside, blocking Lin Xuansu's prying eyes, and said in a calmer voice: "If you have any questions, you can wait until I get back and then tell me. Father will be angry if he knows you sneaked out alone."

These words stepped on Lin Xuansu's painful foot.

The pain and embarrassment on her face faded, replaced by anger.

Anger made her expression hateful.

She said: "What right does he have to be angry with me? It's his fault. If it weren't for him, everything would be fine."

Zhou Jingwei just watched calmly.

He knew that many things were Zhou Bingquan's fault.

Because of this mistake, Lin Xuansu had to bear the price for many things regardless of whether he wanted to or not.

Lin Xuansu is innocent.

But he is also innocent.

The wrongs committed by innocent people against innocent people cannot be described and covered by the word "innocent".

"Jing Wei, Mom has had a nightmare recently." Lin Xuansu looked at him with tears in her eyes and choked up: "Mom dreamed that you hated your mother, so that's why you didn't come back to your old house for so many days to take a closer look."

"I've said it many times," Zhou Jingwei said in a cold tone, "I don't hate you."

An interesting light flashed across Lin Xuansu's eyes, but soon it dimmed. She smiled bitterly and said, "You don't hate me, but you don't want to forgive me, I know that."

Zhou Jingwei didn't know what to say.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and gave it to Zhou Bingquan.

Lin Xuansu was still immersed in his own emotions until he heard Zhou Jingwei say: "Mom is here with me."

She raised her head in shock and looked at her son who was ten months pregnant.

"How could you do this to me?" Lin Xuansu's eyes were bloodshot, and her beautiful face was no longer gentle: "How could you follow your father to plot against me!"

"Mom, what you need is a doctor." Zhou Jingwei was completely unmoved by the woman's hysteria. Instead, he said seriously: "You should go back and receive treatment."

He could see that Lin Xuansu's mood was very wrong.

She regained consciousness, but her old illness was difficult to cure.

Zhou Bingquan arrived earlier than Zhou Jingwei expected. He brought a group of doctors with him. Without saying anything, they stepped forward and gave Lin Xuansu, who was crying and screaming, an injection of sedative.

Zhou Bingquan had Lin Xuansu taken away. Looking at Zhou Jingwei's dull reaction, he took a deep breath: "Do you know that your mother has been waiting for you to come back these days?"

"I have my own life and my own things to deal with." Zhou Jingwei said indifferently: "Father, do you think you can still influence my decisions now?"

"I don't want to influence your decision!" Zhou Bingquan said with an ugly face: "I just want to let you know that your mother really cares about you, and she sneaked out this time just to see you one more time."

At this point, he made a conclusion: "If you hadn't refused to come back, Xuan Su wouldn't have sneaked out of the old house alone."

It's really ridiculous.

Zhou Jingwei did indeed smile casually. After that, his smile subsided, and under Zhou Bingquan's disbelieving eyes, he closed the door with a bang.

Outside the door, the housekeeper looked at Zhou Bingquan's ugly face. He hesitated and stepped forward again and again, asking: "Master... should I go over and ask the young master to open the door?"

"What's there to give in to?" Zhou Bingquan said solemnly: "Does he still have me as his father in his eyes?"

Over the years, Zhou Bingquan and Zhou Jingwei have maintained a superficial relationship with the United States. In fact, the relationship between father and son has long been weak and vulnerable.

It's not that Zhou Bingquan doesn't understand this truth, it's just that he's tough-talking and doesn't want to admit some things.

Zhou Jingwei returned to the room. After washing, he gently held Cheng Weiyue in his arms.

His movements were careful, with care and affection.

Cheng Weiyue smelled the faint aroma of shower gel on his body.

She hugged him tighter and said vaguely: "Zhou Jingwei..."

"Um."

"Why are you back so soon?" The little girl's voice was vague and cute.

"I think Little Moon can't see me at night, so I won't be able to sleep." He laughed softly, kissed her hair, and said in a hoarse tone, "Yueyue, be good, go to bed quickly."

Cheng Weiyue rubbed her eyes and said yes, and the next moment she half-opened her sleepy eyes and smiled at him.

The moonlight is very good, and the silver frost is bright and slowly drifting in.

Zhou Jingwei hugged Cheng Weiyue a little tighter, and felt the sore and swelling feeling in his heart, along with the nerve endings, filled with reason inch by inch.

His eyes were a little red, with a dark color of paranoia.

"Yueyue...I only have you."

I only have you, so no matter what, I want to keep you.

After Lin Xuansu returned to the Zhou family's old house, he began to have nightmares.

The dream was when Zhou Jingwei was a child. He was locked in a small room and asked to let him out.

But at that time, she could not separate the two things of hating Zhou Bingquan and hating Zhou Jingwei.

She treated little Zhou Jingwei's plea for help indifferently and insisted on locking him inside.

She knows that this child is very dependent on her.

Therefore, he will not tell anyone what he did to him.

He became the outlet for her cruelty that had nowhere to put it. Her hatred was so deep that in the end, she even forgot that she was a mother.

He is her child.

And she doesn't remember.

Lin Xuansu woke up from his sleep, gasping for air.

Zhou Bingquan slept lightly, woke up immediately, gently held her shoulders and said: "Xuan Su, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Xuansu felt very hateful when she looked at his face.

She slapped him in the face without hesitation and said through gritted teeth: "Zhou Bingquan, why don't you die? Why don't you die?"

What she said was decisive enough that even a cold-hearted person like Zhou Bingquan felt that her heart was seriously hurt and the pain was severe.

But after a while, he still pretended that nothing happened, just smiled and said in a humble tone: "Have you calmed down? Just calm down and go to sleep..."

Lin Xuansu ignored it. She just repeated over and over again: "Zhou Bingquan, why don't you die?"
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