Passionate Kiss/C5 He fought with his life on the line
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C5 He fought with his life on the line

He was Mu Zhilin's wife, but in the three years they were married, he never answered her phone calls. She wanted to contact him, and she even used this method!

Su Yiyi's voice came over the phone, "Brother-in-law, who is he?" The steak is getting cold. "

Jane Xi Yao's breathing stagnated, and she felt like her heart had instantly fallen into the eighteen levels of hell!

He was really eating with Su Yiyi!

On this side, he was forced to abort at the same time!

"Mu Zhilin, this is the last time I'll ask you!" Jian Xi Yao's heart was in great pain. She tried her best to hold back her grief as she shouted, "Are you really going to give up your own flesh and blood for a woman that you don't even have anything to do with?"

On the other side of the phone, Mu Zhilin hesitated for a moment. It even made Jane Xi Yao a little dazed. Then, she heard him speak: "Yes."

"Good!" Good! Mu Zhilin, you really are a man who dares to take responsibility for your deeds! " Jane Xi Yao laughed like a madman, tears streaming down her face, shocking everyone who saw her.

Mu Zhilin felt that something was wrong with Jian Xi Yao's words. He frowned: "What is that woman trying to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hospital phone fell to the ground and bounced off the ground twice, raising up a small cloud of dust.

The operation room was in a state of panic. "Mrs. Mu …" Mrs. Mu, she committed suicide! "

"Puchi!" The blade pierced her chest, causing large amounts of blood to spray out. The moment she fell, she stared at the door of the operation room.

Mu Zhilin, you better not ever regret this!

Mu Zhilin, who was on the ground, roared in a nearly crazed manner: "Stop her for me! You are not allowed to die! "

"Brother-in-law …" A smile blossomed on Su Yiyi's face as she brought over a glass of red wine. However, she saw Mu Zhilin suddenly stand up and walk out of the room without looking back.

The hand holding the phone was trembling slightly, perhaps even he hadn't noticed it himself.

It was already a day and a night later when she woke up again. She was still in the hospital ward, so she thought she was definitely dead.

When she tilted her head to look at Mu Zhilin, for a split-second, Jane Xi Yao thought that she was seeing things.

This time, Mu Zhilin, who had always been unwilling to spare a glance at him, was actually standing by his side. Mu Zhilin sat on the bed and fell asleep. He closed his eyes with a tired expression and a beard appeared on his chin.

This man could only look at him at such a close distance when he was asleep.

Mu Zhilin had always been a light sleeper. Any movement in the wind or grass would wake him up.

Jane Xi Yao slightly moved. Mu Zhi Lin immediately frowned and opened his eyes. His bloodshot eyes looked at her. His thin lips parted: "You want to die?"

Jane Xi Yao opened her dry throat: "I said before, if you want to beat my child to death, that is, unless I die!"

"Do you think I would let you die so easily?" Mu Zhilin suddenly flew into a rage as he stood up and grabbed Jian Xi Yao by the neck. "You killed Sheng, so you're destined to use the rest of your life to pay your debts. Your life is not up to you!"

Jane Xi Yao looked at him in disbelief, tears streaming down her face: "Mu Zhilin, how can you believe me? Su Sheng's death has nothing to do with me!

Even if you hate me and won't let me go, what about the child? What's wrong with children? If you want my life, you can take it, but why are you not even letting an unborn child off?!

What right did Su Yiyi have to draw my blood to treat her?! What right does she have to say that she doesn't like my child and my child can't live in this world?!

Mu Zhilin, do you think I have no heart? My heart won't hurt? "

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