Chapter 102
Fu Jinghong was beaten black and blue, and his body ached as if he had been stabbed with knives. He suddenly slammed the man to the ground and then scrambled to his feet.
"Fuck you!" Fu Jinghong raised his hand to touch his chin, which was already covered in bruises. His legs were trembling from the pain. "You're fucking insane!"
Lin Qiong was thrown to the ground, her cheeks and palms scraped by the pebbles, and tiny, bright red blood slowly oozed out. Lin Qiong didn't even glance at it, but just raised her hand to wipe under her nose. Snow mixed with dust rubbed onto her bruised cheeks. Her body ached, but she didn't blink, staring intently at Fu Jinghong.
Unexpectedly, Lin Qiong, who looked slender, had quite a bit of strength in her hands. Fu Jinghong thought he could control her, but who the hell knew that Lin Qiong would fight like her life depended on it!
The next moment, Lin Qiong, who had just gotten up from the ground, turned around.
Fu Jinghong thought the other party was about to run away, so he strode forward.
Unexpectedly, the other party pushed over a piece of scrap metal.
Lin Qiong bent down and pulled an iron rod out of the ruins; it was as thick as an adult man's forearm.
Fu Jinghong's brow twitched, and he took a step back, looking at what the man was holding. "What are you trying to do?!"
Lin Qiong looked at him and said, "I'll break your legs."
Fu Jinghong: "Guards! Get the hell in here!"
The moment the factory gates opened, Lin Qiong quickly arrived at Fu Jinghong's side.
Almost every blow was aimed at the person's legs.
He didn't know how treacherous people could be, and he couldn't control others, but he wanted to make the person in front of him pay the price and experience the pain that Fu Xingyun had gone through.
"How dare you treat him like that?!" Lin Qiong's eyes were bloodshot, and the force in her hands increased with each blow.
The other party took advantage of Fu Xingyun's kindness and pity to destroy him, with a fire and a child.
Hearing the commotion inside, the bodyguards who were originally standing guard outside hurriedly pushed open the factory gate and came in.
At a glance, you can see the two people wrestling together.
Then several people stepped forward, pulled Lin Qiong down, and pressed her to the ground.
Even though he was being held down, the other person was still struggling desperately, his eyes staring madly at Fu Jinghong.
"You bastard!"
Fu Jinghong spat out a mouthful of blood, then kicked the man in the chest, saying, "You've got a sharp tongue."
Fu Jinglin was stung by this scene. He rubbed the iron sheet in his hand, and the skin on his wrist was already broken.
Looking at Lin Qiong coughing violently, a sense of powerlessness filled his entire body. Only now did he realize how arrogant and insignificant he truly was.
"Aren't you still a child who needs protection?"
Fu Jinglin's nose suddenly filled with tears, and the young man's eyes instantly turned red.
His uncle told him yesterday that he is now an adult.
But he only held the position for one day...
The ropes binding his hands suddenly loosened, and Fu Jinglin broke free and almost without hesitation lunged at the person holding Lin Qiong down.
Fortunately, he was a sports student, and his strength and muscles were not for nothing. He knocked the group to the ground almost instantly.
Seeing an opportunity, Lin Qiong got up, but instead of running away, she pounced on Fu Jinghong again.
Fu Jinghong was shocked. "Are you all blind?! Come here now!"
However, there were only four bodyguards in total. Fu Jinglin held off two of them, and then, seeing that the person was about to go over, he suddenly pounced on the ground and grabbed the person's leg to prevent them from moving forward.
Even as the people above tried to hit and kick him, Fu Jinglin gritted his teeth and refused to let go.
When Fu Xingyun and the police arrived, they witnessed this extremely spectacular scene.
Two bodyguards collapsed to the side, while Fu Jinglin was being kicked and punched while clinging to someone's leg. Although the young master was being beaten, he didn't stop talking.
"Damn it, you wait till I get out of here and sue you to death!!!"
Not far away, Lin Qiong was on top of Fu Jinghong, crying and hitting him at the same time.
Fu Xingyun's pupils constricted upon seeing the scene before him.
"Don't move! Police!"
The people who were still committing violence stopped when they heard that the police had arrived, but Lin Qiong continued to swing her fists.
"Comrade! Comrade, calm down!"
The guards tried to pull her down, but Lin Qiong held on tightly and wouldn't let go.
Fu Xingyun strode forward and looked at the injuries on the person's face, feeling as if his heart had been ripped out.
"Lin Qiong".
Upon hearing the other person's voice, Lin Qiong, who had been about to move, froze instantly, then looked up in the direction of the voice.
"Xingyun." Lin Qiong's lips trembled, tears welling up in her eyes. "Xingyun, he... he hurt you, Xingyun, he hurt you..."
Fu Xingyun felt a sharp pain in his chest and stepped forward to lift the person from the ground.
Like a drowning person finding a life raft, Lin Qiong reached out and hooked her arms around Fu Xingyun's neck, bursting into tears.
"How could he... how could he treat you like that? How could he do that to you?"
The person who loves him most in this world is Fu Xingyun.
The other person was injured, so Fu Xingyun held him tightly without using any force, for fear of hurting him.
But the fear in his heart had not yet subsided. When he learned that Lin Qiong had been kidnapped, the man almost instantly lost his usual composure and rationality. Fortunately, she had been found, but he dared not relax.
Then he turned his head and kissed the other person's ear, saying, "It's alright, everything is over."
Lin Qiong clutched the man's clothes, crying uncontrollably.
"Does your body hurt?"
Lin Qiong shook her head with her face down.
Fu Xingyun frowned as he looked at the man's bruised and battered hands, his eyes flashing with a sinister light as he glanced at Fu Jinghong, who had already collapsed to the ground.
Then he whispered in someone's ear, "Let's go to the hospital first."
Lin Qiong nodded.
After being rescued, Fu Jinglin stood with his head down, his shame and immaturity causing him great suffering.
Fu Xingyun comforted Lin Qiong from a short distance away, while Fu Jinglin glanced at her but said nothing.
I thought he would never get a name in a movie with three people.
Unexpectedly, the man patted his head as he walked by.
"Well done."
Fu Jinglin stared wide-eyed at the man's tall back, a sense of relief washing over him. He then followed the man to the hospital.
Because the suspect was unconscious and the victim was injured, the statement was taken at the hospital.
Fortunately, after a thorough examination, the two only suffered superficial injuries. They looked scary but were not very serious, while Fu Jinghong broke his leg.
Lin Qiong noticed that the other person was staring at his face, and turned his head away somewhat awkwardly.
"Can you please stop looking at me right now?"
Looking at the bruises on the person's face, Fu Xingyun's eyes were filled with heartache. "Why?"
Lin Qiong: "No...it doesn't look good."
His head must be swollen like a pig's head by now.
Fu Xingyun held an ice pack and applied it to the person's skin. For a moment, his hands trembled slightly, as if he was afraid of hurting them.
Seeing the other person's worry, Lin Qiong said, "Actually, I'm fine."
However, the man wouldn't listen at all, and for the next two weeks he worked from home to take care of her.
Fu Jinghong was interrogated almost as soon as he woke up. In the end, in addition to the kidnapping case, he was also charged with arson and premeditated murder.
During his time in the hospital, Fu Jinghong was under police surveillance. Even after hiring a lawyer, the best outcome he could hope for was a life sentence. Fu Jinghong knew his life was over, completely and utterly.
It wasn't until three months later, when Fu Jinghong went to prison, that Fu Xingyun met with him under the pretext of visiting him.
Fu Jinghong was wearing a prison uniform with a number on it. His face was pale and haggard, his eyes were sunken and he was as thin as a rake, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
Seeing Fu Xingyun outside the barrier pick up the microphone, he asked, "Are you here to laugh at me?"
Fu Xingyun said coldly, "Your mother probably never imagined you would end up like this when she died."
Fu Jinghong gritted his teeth, "You still have the nerve to mention it? If it weren't for you, she would never have jumped off the building!"
"She will still die without me!"
"Bullshit! You're the one who drove her to this. My mother raised her with so much hardship..."
"Being someone's mistress?"
Fu Jinghong: "You!"
He couldn't stand hearing that word.
Fu Xingyun remained calm and unperturbed.
"Your mother would die whether I'm here or not."
"You're talking nonsense! My mother finally managed to get into the Fu family, allowing me to be recognized as a member of the clan and live the life I wanted. How could she possibly want to die?!"
Fu Xingyun took out a piece of paper and unfolded it; it was a pathology report.
The patient's name on the report was none other than Fu Jinghong's mother.
Knowing that she was about to die, she arranged to meet Fu Xingyun on the rooftop to create the illusion that he had driven her to her death, thus paving the way for her son's future.
She was acutely aware of the gap between the two of them, but she was determined to give her son the best. Whether it was the Fu family or the Fu Corporation, in the end it could only be her son, and no one else could take it away from him.
Clearly, by doing this, the woman ended her life prematurely, achieving the effect she desired.
However, she didn't expect that a rat is still a rat, and can only survive in dark places, just like her son.
Fu Jinghong was almost devastated when he learned the truth and stared at the pathology report.
After finishing speaking, Fu Xingyun got up and left without even glancing at him.
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Meanwhile, Lin Qiong was eating ice cream at home barefoot. It was already early autumn, and Fu Xingyun didn't allow him to eat it, but it was hot at noon, so Lin Qiong couldn't resist taking it out to eat when no one was home.
Hearing the door lock click, he quickly stuffed the rest into his mouth and then destroyed the packaging box to cover up the evidence. Fu Xingyun saw the ice cream box in the trash can almost as soon as he came in.
Lin Qiong swallowed, but her expression remained natural and she showed no sign of guilt.
"What did you just do?" Fu Xingyun took off his coat and leaned down to look at him.
Lin Qiong said sweetly, "I'll wait for you to come home."
Before she could finish speaking, she felt a warmth in her mouth as her lips and tongue, which had been chilled by the ice cream, slowly warmed up.
Fu Xingyun narrowed his eyes and looked at the other person dangerously, "Vanilla?"
Lin Qiong: !!!
Yesterday, after being caught eating ice cream, the man was obviously going to make things difficult for him, but thankfully a phone call stopped him. However, his stomach started to hurt during dinner. In fact, this short-term pain had been going on for almost half a month. Lin Qiong had been having a poor appetite lately and thought he had a stomach problem. He went to the pharmacy and bought some medicine, but it didn't seem to help.
Although she had previously advised her nephew not to use Baidu, Lin Qiong found herself unconsciously using it herself.
Just ten minutes after the search began, Lin Qiong's eyes were often filled with tears.
Baidu's conclusion: Cancer.
Let's pack it up and put it in the box.
Lin Qiong stayed in Fu Xingyun's arms, feeling anxious all night.
No! He can't die! He just found his love! He has more money than he could ever spend in a lifetime, he can't die!!
The next morning, Fu Xingyun left home, and Lin Qiong hurriedly went to the hospital.
After describing a series of symptoms, the doctor took Lin Qiong to have an abdominal ultrasound first.
The gel felt cool when applied to my stomach.
"What a joke!"
"ah!"
"I see!"
Every time the doctor says something, my heart skips a beat.
Lin Qiong lay on the stage, nearly bursting into tears, "Doctor, am I alright?"
The doctor glanced at him but didn't answer, which made Lin Qiong even more nervous.
Oh no, he must have a terminal illness!
Goodbye, beautiful world!
The doctor pointed to the screen, which displayed a grayish mess. "Do you know what this is?"
Lin Qiong sobbed, "A tumor?"
Doctor: "Child."
Lin Qiong: ? ? ?
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Author's Note:
Little one: Are you being polite?
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