Her life was completely devastated because of him, and even God couldn't bear to inflict even an ounce of sadness on her.

Zhou Bingquan felt the blood draining out of his body very quickly, and he should be dying soon.

Lin Xuansu looked at him blankly, tears falling down one by one.

Is she feeling sorry for herself?

Zhou Bingquan knew that was not the case.

He knew her too well. She had never done anything so outrageous. In her life, before the destruction of the Lin family, she had just followed the rules.

She is just scared.

So he wiped the blood stains from her face with his clean hands, his movements couldn't be more gentle.

He looked at her, looked at her for the last time, and said to her: "Don't be afraid, run quickly and find Jing Wei."

If something happens to him in her room, the Zhou family won't let her go.

Lin Xuansu looked at him with an extremely complicated look, as if she didn't understand why he would say such things to her.

Her voice was hoarse and she spoke with emphasis: "I'm taking your life now."

Zhou Bingquan smiled, said he knew, put his hand down slumped, and whispered again: "Run quickly."

Lin Xuansu's pupils trembled, with a feeling similar to confusion.

But soon, she came to her senses and walked out without looking back.

When Zhou Bingquan saw that she was gone, he pulled the knife out of his body.

The moment before he was hit by severe pain and lost consciousness, he used his last bit of strength to wipe off Lin Xuansu's fingerprints on the handle of the knife...

When Cheng Weiyue woke up, Zhou Jingwei's figure had disappeared. The auspicious snow in Jingcheng was complicated and had no intention of stopping.

The huge skylight poured down from the blinds, and Cheng Weiyue squinted to reach for the mobile phone on the bedside table.

It's January 1st, eight o'clock in the morning.

Three hours ago, Zhou Jingwei sent her a text message, saying that he had something to do and would go home.

Cheng Weiyue didn't know what happened to the Zhou family, but she could guess that he rushed back overnight because of urgency.

For some reason, there was a feeling similar to panic spreading in my heart.

Cheng Weiyue looked at the few words in the text message and considered what she wanted to reply.

Zhao Ruolan pushed the door in from the outside and spoke loudly and loudly: "Weiyue, mom made sesame dumplings for you, get up quickly!"

She came to her senses and said yes, then put on her slippers and walked out.

There is the fragrance of osmanthus in the air. It is the osmanthus honey that Zhao Ruolan dried in the autumn and mixed with warm water. It is sweet and warm...

But at this moment, the Zhou family was in a completely different scene.

In the ancestral hall, Zhou Lingshan sat opposite Zhou Jingwei. Looking at the man's indifferent and calm expression, he couldn't help but said angrily: "Zhou Jingwei, your father is still in the hospital with his life or death uncertain. Shouldn't you give an explanation to the next person in the Zhou family?"

"What do you want to explain?" Zhou Jingwei's eyes were warm and calm, and his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were unwavering: "My mother is just a weak woman, and she cannot withstand such intimidation from you."

"Threatening? A weak woman?" Zhou Lingshan laughed angrily, with a gloomy expression on his face: "You have the nerve to say such things. Is there any weak woman in the world who can kill her husband?"

Everyone present had different expressions. After Zhou Lingshan finished speaking, they began to whisper among themselves.

"My father hasn't woken up yet. You have no evidence. Why do you say it was my mother who did it?" Zhou Jingwei's tone was cold and sharp: "In other words, uncle, you want to make false accusations and slander.

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"The incident happened in Lin Xuansu's room. She said it had nothing to do with her. Who would believe it!" Someone said in a questioning tone: "Lin Xuansu has been resentful of the family for more than a day or two. Now he is seeking personal revenge. We must Call the police and let the police handle it!"

This statement instantly gained support from many people.

"Yes, let the police handle it!"

"If there is no evidence, then check it out. Wouldn't it be clear after checking it?"

Zhou Lingshan also sneered: "Zhou Jingwei, you are also a lawyer yourself. Don't do anything that breaks the law knowingly and illegally. Hand over Lin Xuansu!"

No matter how much undercurrents there are between Zhou Lingshan and Zhou Bingquan, they are still brothers after all. Seeing the latter lying in the hospital not knowing whether he is alive or dead, how can he not feel the slightest emotion?

Lin Xuansu is undoubtedly the target of public criticism and is in an embarrassing situation.

"I won't hand him over." Zhou Jingwei was unmoved and said calmly: "I just knew the law and broke the law today, what can you do to me?"

His words are loose, but his essence is arrogant.

Zhou Lingshan's face turned red. Seeing Zhou Jingwei not giving in at all, he said coldly: "Do you think you can keep Lin Xuansu! She is committing a crime now!"

"Whether it's a crime or not, it's not too late to wait until you find the evidence, uncle." Zhou Jingwei stood up and said in a calm tone, "If there is nothing else, I will take the first step."

Zhou Lingshan's face was ashen, his chest was rising and falling sharply, and his breathing was unstable and disordered.

Zhou Jingwei really didn't take people like the Zhou family seriously at all.

At this point, he wanted to see how long he could protect that woman!

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In the special care ward of Zhou's private nursing home, Lin Xuansu was lying on the bed, his face was quiet and pale, without a trace of blood.

She closed her eyes tightly and her breath was weak.

The doctor walked out, looked at Zhou Siheng who had been waiting outside the door early in the morning, and respectfully called "Master."

"How's it going?" Zhou Siheng said urgently.

"The person is not seriously injured. He was probably too frightened and suddenly fell unconscious." A voice comforted him: "Don't worry, we have checked and you will definitely wake up tonight."

This is also good news. While Zhou Bingquan is unconscious, Lin Xuansu is safe and sound, which can also give people a little more comfort.

Zhou Siheng didn't know about the old history between Zhou Bingquan and Lin Xuansu, but the two had tortured each other to such an extent that it was no longer possible to say right or wrong.

Zhou Bingquan did not wake up, but Zhou Siheng and Zhou Jingwei both understood that Zhou Bingquan did not want anything to happen to Lin Xuansu.

If not, why would he not forget to wipe off the fingerprints on the handle of the knife one second before he fell into unconsciousness?

Zhou Siheng looked at Lin Xuansu's face in the ward through the small window on the wall, his eyes filled with darkness and worry.

He coughed lowly, and his pale face looked a little sickly.

His body shouldn't have been put to such hard work in the first place.

In the ward, Lin Xuansu felt like she was trapped in a vortex of time, with a huge sense of dizziness and suffocation progressively layer by layer, accompanied by extreme lethargy.

Her consciousness went blank. When she felt her consciousness became clear, she was already standing in front of the Lin family's door.

At that time, the Lin family had not been completely destroyed by fire, and everything was peaceful and beautiful.
Chapter completed!