A Bao is her most beloved grandson, but now he has indirectly killed Lan'er.
That was his mother.
Mother and son are connected.
How could he be so obsessed with it?
Abao was shocked by Feng Shu's words and her eyes and took a step back.
He glanced helplessly at Feng Tianlan, who was still stunned, and then looked up at Si Mobai who had already arrived, "Dad. \ The soft little voice was full of grievances and confusion.
He had done nothing wrong, but grandma hated him.
Si Mobai rubbed Abao's head comfortingly and hugged him again, "We did something wrong in this matter.
Your mother is afraid that she will be angry with us.
As for your grandmother, let's wait for time to prove it. " Abao nodded wilfully and leaned on Si Mobai's shoulder.
His bright black pearl-like eyes looked at Shen Borui who was squatting on the ground, "Grandpa, do you also blame Abao?
You don't believe in Abao either." "?"
He and his mother are connected by blood, and there is absolutely no way he could have mistaken her.
But now his grandmother doesn't believe him and keeps hurting his mother, which makes him sad.
Shen Borui squatted on the ground, holding the trembling Feng Shu, looking at Bi Ling who closed her eyes tightly and had only a weak breath.
Thinking of the scene of protecting her with her body just now, she lowered her eyes and said, "Abao, your grandmother and Your mother is also a mother and daughter.
I am still willing to believe her this time.
After all, the scene just now can prove who is sincere. " One is eager to prove that he is true and does not hesitate to use the soul-dispelling thunder, while the other is still protecting Shu'er and Abao despite such serious injuries.
No matter how you look at it, you know that the latter is sincere.
Abao opened his small mouth, wanting to defend his mother, but he didn't know how to defend himself.
He just looked at his mother, with hurt eyes filled with the question: How can I comfort my mother?
Feng Shu fed Bi Ling the Quick Feeding Pill and felt that her breath had stabilized a bit, but it was still very weak, as if she would soon be out of breath.
"Si Mobai."
Feng Shu raised her head and glanced at Si Mobai coldly, then turned her head and stared at Feng Tianlan who had come forward with hatred, "There is also Bi Ling, what happened to Lan'er today I, Feng Shu, have remembered the pain of the lightning strike, and I will definitely return it to you and seek justice for my son."
Feng Tianlan was stopped by Feng Shu's eyes full of hatred and murderous intent.
The hand that was sliding the wheel involuntarily let go.
The wheelchair slid back a little, but was quickly restrained.
It was Celine and Meier who blocked the wheelchair from sliding backwards.
"If Lan'er dies, then I, Feng Shu, will take you to be buried with me even if I die."
The cold, bone-chilling hatred and murderous intent, in this slightly hot March, were like a sudden heavy snowfall, chilling her to the core.
Hearing these words, Feng Tianlan could no longer hold on, and leaned softly on the back of the chair, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, which was caused by heartache.
"Madam."
Si Mobai hugged A Bao, quickly stepped forward, placed A Bao on Feng Tianlan's lap, and then took her pulse and checked her body.
Feng Tianlan's eyes fell tightly on Feng Shu, and when she looked into those eyes with overwhelming hatred, she felt her heart aching.
She lowered her eyes, bit her lower lip tightly, shook her head, and used her spirit to He said softly, "Let's go."
She didn't want to stay here any longer.
Her mother really disowned her and even called her Bi Ling
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