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Chapter 678 Lu Tingchuan Likes Shen Qing

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    At this moment, Shen Qing looked at Lu Tingchuan with indifference and impatience.

    Being stared at by her like this, Lu Tingchuan often wondered whether the woman who had eyes full of him, whose eyes were fond and gentle, who circled around him really existed.

    Lu Tingchuan didn't want to see Shen Qing's eyes like this.

    He felt that what he had done was good enough. What he did back then was quite asshole and disrespectful to Shen Qing, but at that time he didn't see his own heart clearly, he was too condescending to forget that some people and things were  You have to look down to see clearly.

    Now he is reflecting on admitting his mistakes, for Shen Qing to give up inheriting the Li family's property, completely offending Mr. Li, and now I don't know how many people are mocking him behind his back and laughing at him, thinking about how to deal with him.

    Lu Tingchuan couldn't figure it out, he had done this for Shen Qing, wanted to be with him wholeheartedly, begging her to forgive, why did she still hate him so much to death?

    This murderer had a chance to go to the court and get a trial, but Shen Qing directly beat him to death with a stick.

    Lu Tingchuan really wanted to cover Shen Qing's eyes with his hands, as if in this way, he would not be able to feel her hatred.

    Lu Tingchuan stretched out his hand, and shrank when his fingertips touched the scar on Shen Qing's right face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Shen Qing, can we not talk about that dead word? I have done a lot of things wrong, and you can take revenge on me any way you want.  Okay, you can hit me or scold me, but please don't ignore me, don't leave me, I just want you to be well."

    It's so ridiculous that the person who hurt her the worst wants her to be well now.

    Shen Qing smiled, her intact half of the left face was still perfect and beautiful, while the scar on the right face was more hideous.

    "Lu Tingchuan, are you in love with me?"

    Shen Qing has always been unable to see Lu Tingchuan clearly, and his emotions are rarely shown on his face. He always gives people the impression of being cynical and cold-hearted, so it's hard to imagine that he likes a person who is smoky.

    Would a person like Lu Tingchuan like someone?  Does he know how it feels to like someone?

    At this moment, Shen Qing saw a trace of longing in Lu Tingchuan's indifferent eyes.

    "If so?" Lu Tingchuan took a deep breath, "Shen Qing, I remember that you liked me first? I like you now, can you give me a chance?"

    Shen Qing was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, as if hearing a very funny joke.

    Did you hear me?  Lu Tingchuan actually said he liked her?  Lu Tingchuan, who used her as a stand-in, beat her, forced her to take humiliating videos, used her as a sexual tool, imprisoned her, hurt people around her, and forcibly killed the child in her belly How dare he say he loves her?

    Did she hallucinate?  Or was it that she was dreaming, or that Lu Tingchuan had taken the wrong medicine?

    "Opportunity?" Shen Qing raised his hand to touch the scar on his right face, his eyes were dark, "Is there still not enough chances for you? Lu Tingchuan, you like me now, what the hell did you do long ago! Look at my face  Take a good look at this scar! Why do you like me! Why did you go so long ago!" Shen Qingyue said that the more excited she became, she almost tore her throat and roared. When she yelled at Lu Tingchuan, she felt a  With blood in his mouth, the smell of blood filled his throat.

    Lu Tingchuan is a face controler, he likes all good things, when he tortured Shen Zhichu so much, he had hundreds of wounds all over his body, and he touched everything, but he didn't touch Shen Zhichu's face, which is enough to know how good-looking he is.

    Lu Tingchuan's breathing trembled, and Shen Qing not only had a scar on his face, but also a scar on his stomach.

    He wanted to touch her, but every time he saw the scars on her face and stomach, he couldn't do it. The scar on her face reminded him how much Shen Qing hated him now, and the scar on her stomach reminded himself of him  What cruelty did to Shen Qing.

    After a long time, the scars on his body will fade, and maybe the hatred will also be found. He has spent his whole life slowly getting used to it, and this moment is not bad.

    Lu Tingchuan turned over and got out of bed and lay down on the sofa.

    Shen Qingping lay on the bed, unable to calm down for a long time, his chest heaved and fluctuated with his heavy breathing.

    The hand she was touching the scar on her right face quietly reached into the quilt and placed it on her abdomen. The scar there had already healed, but it always felt painful to touch.

    Shen Qing frowned weakly, and she looked at Lu Tingchuan who was sitting on the sofa not far away.

    This man once gave her all the light of hope, and then blew out the fire bit by bit, and finally took out all the wicks, leaving only a little bit of oil and half life, and Shen Qing had no time to waste it for him, nor could it last.

    Her spirit has always been in a sensitive state, as if she was locked in a thorny thorn, and she would be bruised all over her body if she moved a little bit. She couldn't move left and right, and even breathing was a kind of torture.

    The doctor told her to pay more attention to her emotions, she used toI have suffered from depression, depression is a disease, if you don't pay attention to it, you will go crazy.

    Shen Qing also tried his best to restrain his emotions, but every day when he saw Lu Tingchuan, he felt very angry and couldn't control it at all.

    I checked on the Internet how to adjust my emotions, just find something to do for myself, don¡¯t think about it and you¡¯ll be fine, the most recommended ones on the Internet are growing flowers, playing chess, drinking tea, fishing, reading, Shen Qing doesn¡¯t care about these  Hobbies, I used to like to write things, but now I don¡¯t know what to write when I pick up a pen, and I keep forgetting.

    It just so happened that Lu Tingchuan brought back the luggage she had thrown abroad in the past two days. Shen Qing looked at the ball of yarn and began to knit a sweater.

    The bag of sweaters is placed on the bedside. When she can't sleep at night, she will knit sweaters. She knits sweaters very quickly, but she often knits them wrong.

    The pink yarn ball in her hand was originally knit for the baby in her womb. She even thought about the style and pattern of knitting. Before she started knitting, the baby was gone.

    Shen Qing can't forget it, only those who have personally experienced the pain can't forget it, and it takes a lifetime to forget it, and they can't forget it.

    The pain engraved in the bones is painful when you think about it.

    Shen Qing hugged the half-knitted sweater and pressed it to his heart, continuous pain flowed from his blood, it was a suffocation-like pain that could drive people crazy, the pain was so painful that his whole body trembled.

    She has never cried since her eye problem, but now her emotions surged up without warning, Shen Qing's eyes were flushed, and she couldn't help crying.

    She misses her baby, misses it very much

    Shen Qing curled up beside the bed, and started knitting again, the pink wool shortened little by little, she knit very seriously, just like when she was still pregnant with the baby.

    However, she had a smile on her face at that time, but now she was full of tears, and the tears kept falling from her red eyes to her hands, which were sticky and uncomfortable, and the wool was wet.

    The pattern is too complicated, and her eyesight is not good, she always knits wrong, and she has to go back after knitting a few stitches.

    She was also knitting during the day and did not allow herself to rest. The servants in the room saw her bloodshot eyes and persuaded her earnestly that knitting sweaters hurts her eyes, so let her take a good rest.

    But she doesn't want to rest, she wants to knit the sweater quickly for the baby to wear, her baby is only six months old, how cold it is to be naked without clothes underneath.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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