“You actually let the child she gave birth to call our child’s name!”
The child was Su Qingyu’s last line of defense. The tears broke like beads. Su Qingyu pounced on him like crazy, “You demon, why did God take the baby’s life, and why didn’t you die?””
Su Qingyu, who had lost his mind, beat Li Tingchen fiercely again and again, “He doesn’t deserve to be called that name!””
Li Tingchen grabbed her hands and ordered Chen Feng, “Go to Luhaiju.”
Su Qingyu was even more excited, “I will be at the Civil Affairs Bureau soon. If you want to leave, you have to get divorced before leaving.”
“The child has a high fever and will not return. I must go there right away.”
Su Qingyu said angrily: “My dad is still lying in a coma in the hospital, and the debt collection nurse forced me to not even dare to go in the hospital!Your child’s life is life, but my dad’s life is not life?”
Referring to the coldness on Su Qiping and Li Tingchen’s face, “Su Qiping is also worthy of being compared with Qingchen?””
Su Qingyu was so angry that he planned to pounce on him and slap him fiercely. His hands were clamped to death, and Li Tingchen shouted violently: “Have you had enough trouble?””
Su Qingyu watched the front of the car turn around, and he obviously passed this corner and reached the Civil Affairs Bureau.
In order to prevent her from resisting again, the man imprisoned her in his arms. The embrace that he had been most attached to in the past had become a prison for her.
His strength was so great, she was too weak to break free, and she could only rage incompetently: “Do you love Bai Yuanyuan so much?””
Li Tingchen was a little lost, and the moment he hugged Su Qingyu, he realized that the girl was more than a little thinner. Compared to a year ago, she was almost a different person, and she felt uncomfortable through her clothes.
The delicate flowers that he once held in the palm of his hand are withering day by day. Is this really what he wants?
When he just had the idea of questioning, the female corpse in a miserable state of death appeared in his mind, and the hand placed around Su Qingyu’s waist tightened a little bit.
When he raised his head again, the pain in his eyes disappeared, leaving only endless coldness.
“Su Qingyu, if you make trouble again, believe it or not, I will immediately ask someone to unplug Su Qiping’s oxygen tube?”
Su Qingyu grabbed his clothes tightly with both hands, and tears soaked his shirt.
Mingming once said that she would not let her cry, but now all her tears are brought by him.
The air in the carriage was so silent that people felt suffocated, she calmed down, pushed away his body and sat upright.
Su Qingyu sucked his nose and said, “You are going to see your son. This is your freedom, but you can’t disrupt our original plan because of you. You don’t have to worry that I will haunt you again. Even if you don’t want to leave me, this marriage is settled. I have no habit of picking up garbage.”
Li Tingchen frowned when he heard the word garbage, and Su Qingyu continued regardless: “I admit that I was too naive in the past and had unrealistic fantasies about you. Now I have understood it. It’s better to raise the ashes that I can’t hold!You give me the money, and you will make up the formalities when you have time. I promise to be on call and never regret it.”
“What if I don’t give it?”
Su Qingyu looked at his dark pupils, and the eyes that had just cried were like the green mountains after the rain were exceptionally bright, with a clear cold, “Then I will jump out of the car. If I can’t save my dad, I don’t have to live.””