The daily life of a wealthy family

Chapter 130

Feng Yan hugged Wei An tightly with one hand, and naturally hung the other at his side. His eyes were locked on Shen Hongwen, neither sad nor happy, full of chilling.

However, Shen Hongwen seemed to hear a big joke. He opened his arms uncontrollably, looked at the dark sky above his head, raised his head and smiled, and said frantically: "Let my wife and children go, haha, how can I still be happy?" There is a wife and child, Yucui, who died four months ago, together with my unborn child! We are obviously so cautious, so looking forward to a new life, but we are all dead, we are all dead !"

"Fang Yi is dead... Weng Ling is also dead...my heart is also dead, I accept my fate, can I accept my fate?...Why, why this woman from the country is pregnant, do you know? Yucui is pregnant Yes, it's my child, the blood of our Shen family! I can clearly feel the change of her pulse, the movement of the fetus in her womb... My dead heart finally came back to life a little bit, but fate just won't let it go I……"

"In less than five months, the child died, died...haha... how could I let the child I had so hard to get die!! My Shen family has studied medicine to save lives for hundreds of years...how could it be impossible to keep me? a child……"

"So, no matter what method is used, I want my son to come to this world safely! Feng Yan, look, this is my baby, he looks cute, what a cute little baby..."

Shen Hongwen's eyes have completely lost focus, only obsession and madness.

He was holding the fat baby in his hand, his eyes were full of madness, suddenly, his face changed, he looked at the baby in his hand that was gradually losing vitality, and said out of control: "Baby, why don't you talk? You must be sleepy ... Oh oh—baby is sleeping~..." Shen Hongwen held the baby in his arms softly, rocking and coaxing him.

Feng Yan looked at the scene in front of him, his heart was heavy, his eyes hurt, he let out a long sigh.

"Shen Hongwen, you don't have any son at all. The ghost in your hand is not sleepy. He is just a resentful spirit. He has lost the supply of yang energy and blood energy, and he is about to die!"

Hearing this, Shen Hongwen glared at Feng Yan with a ferocious face, and said in a ghostly voice, "No, it's impossible! You're talking nonsense, you married a man and couldn't have children, so you're jealous that I have a son, it must be like this! "

After hearing Shen Hongwen's words, Feng Yan instinctively glanced at Wei An beside him, and felt relieved when he saw that Wei An didn't seem to listen to him.

Feng Yan raised his hand and slammed down a thunderbolt, facing the ghost baby in Shen Hongwen's hand^

Shen Hongwen tried his best to stop it, but it was not his opponent. The black sky thunder hit the ghost baby, and the ghost baby let out a shrill scream that resounded through the sky in an instant, and disappeared in ashes.

Shen Hongwen looked at the empty arm, and immediately attacked Feng Yan like crazy.

"Feng Yan, I want to kill you... kill you..."

Shen Hongwen was not Feng Yan's opponent at his peak, let alone now that he is at the end of his strength, without the support of formations, Feng Yan can restrain Shen Hongwen almost effortlessly.

"Shen Hongwen, for the sake of the century-old friendship between the Feng and Shen families, I promise your grandpa and let you breathe a sigh of relief; if you are still stubborn, don't blame me for being rude!"

Feng Yan looked at Shen Hongwen who had completely lost himself, his voice was as cold as ice.

Shen Hongwen was still unwilling, he struggled vigorously, looked at Feng Yan with resentment and vicious eyes, and Wei An beside Feng Yan, if it wasn't for Wei An being too difficult to deal with, breaking the formation in his coffin, it would be Feng Yan He is the strongest inheritor of the Feng family, and he can't fight against the earth's energy!

"Wei An, I'll kill you!—"

Feng Yan's face turned cold, and thunder and lightning flashed at the tip of his finger.

Suddenly, a feeble, yet clearly heard voice sounded in everyone's ears.

"Hiro... Wen...,,

This voice is weak, powerless, and thick...without a trace of wanness...but it reveals the tenderness in the bones...from that cold bed of ice...

The woman's voice was Liu Yucui's voice.

Feng Yan and Wei An looked at each other, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes.

Liu Yucui is still alive and can speak? ?

Shen Hongwen's frenzied movements stopped abruptly. He stood stiffly on the spot, turned around stiffly, and squatted down beside the ice bed. This woman, this ignorant woman from the countryside, can still make a sound?

Shen Hongwen looked at this haggard, skinny woman who looked like a corpse that had been drained of blood. The old and wrinkled skin on her face seemed to hang from her skull, and her sunken eye sockets were dry and white. , the light and luster that had long been lost; her shriveled, skinless lips moved, and the ugly sound was like the sound of a saw.

"Hiro... Wen...,,

She uttered dry but extremely firm words, as if she was calling for her most beloved person.

Shen Hongwen squatted beside the bed, looking at this woman who had died a long time ago, but was hanged by him with the yang energy of a living person, his eyes were full of unbelievable astonishment.

Even at this moment, there was no trace of love in Shen Hongwen's eyes.

However, he was shocked by this tenacious vitality^

Or, rather than saying it is vitality, it is better to say it is the last vestige of human obsession...

Shen Hongwen murmured: "Yu Cui, you..." Facing this woman he had never fallen in love with in his whole life, he couldn't say a word after all.

When the woman heard Shen Hongwen's call, her withered and ashen face moved, as if it was a smile.

She moved her fingers, as if she wanted to grab something, Shen Hongwen instinctively reached out and held it, at a loss.

The woman on the ice bed moved her lips: "Hong... Wen... Wugui... May... Come... Live... Ping... Yong... Early... Meet early..."

After finishing speaking, the hand that should have lost its vitality a long time ago slowly fell down and completely turned into a corpse.

Shen Hongwen was stunned...

He stared blankly at the dead woman on the bed.

This woman, crude and ignorant, is just a decoration for the Shen family to marry into the door, the last shallow sustenance.

The love of his life was given to Fang Yi and Weng Ling.

To this country woman, since she entered the door, it was like a sparrow entering a golden house, without freedom.

Apart from being dazed at the beginning, this woman didn't show any resistance. The Shen family's villa is huge, with a nanny and gardening staff, so she can be a carefree housewife.

However, she was always restless. When she was in the country, she was famous for cooking delicious food, but she couldn't get on the stage when she arrived at Shen's house. She smiled awkwardly and started to learn how to cook again from the nanny at home. Afterwards, all his food came from her hands... This woman, although she was served by someone, still carried the quilts at home to dry in the yard of the villa, saying that it smelled like sunshine...

How ridiculous, he is the proud son of the Shen family, how could he fall in love with a woman from the countryside?

He has never had a trace of affection, even after she married him, she was gentle and docile in every way, caring for everything... Even if she was pregnant, she was pregnant with his child, in his eyes it was just a child... …

Therefore, when he learned that his son was stillborn, he almost used the forbidden technique without any hesitation. He never thought about the woman's life or death...

However, he clearly treated her like this, but she said to him: No regrets, I wish for the next life, born in mediocrity, and meet him sooner.

Shen Hongwen was stunned.

He kept her last breath and took care of her day and night, just for the success of that forbidden technique.

He told her to live and live in her ear day and night, but it was only for the success of his son's birth.

He had almost failed to keep his mother's body countless times, but in the end he almost died, and he could barely hold his last breath; he always thought it was the Shen family's medical skills and his timely supply of blood and yang...

It turned out, it turned out that it was just a request from him: to live...

This woman, this ordinary woman with a little cultivation, actually used her own flesh and blood to persist for so long!

Shen Hongwen was dumbfounded.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Hongwen looked at the woman in front of him and suddenly burst into tears.

"Yu Cui... Yu Cui... In this life, I betrayed you... In the next life... In the next life, I will find you, you wait for me...

The sky, I don't know when it started to rain lightly, and the huge bed of ice began to gradually melt under the washing of the rain

Looking at Shen Hongwen like this, Feng Yan suddenly didn't know what to say, he just held Wei An's hand tightly in the palm of his hand, tightly, hold!

Wei An's hand was painfully held by Feng Yan.

He looked sideways at Feng Yan, the man's side face was stern, his eyes were concentrated on the tragic Shen Hongwen, the corners of his eyes didn't have the slightest hatred and anger in the face of evil hearts, but there was a trace of pity and sorrow .

"Feng Yan,

Wei An called out in a low voice, such Fengyan made him inexplicably worried.There was an unconcealable sadness in Feng Yan's eyes, the sadness of a dead rabbit and a fox.

"Feng Yan, I'm here, look at me!" Wei An stepped forward, blocking Feng Yan's view of Shen Hongwen.

Feng Yan's eyes flashed, meeting Wei An's worried eyes, the sadness in his heart gradually dissipated, his eyes reflected Wei An's shadow, clear and vivid!

"Well, Wei An, I have you, I have you in my life!"

Wei An smiled, his eyebrows were beaming, under the rain all over the sky, the expression that the raindrops could not cover, he smiled brightly.

"That's right, Feng Yan, you have me!"

Those confident and bright eyes are Feng Yan's salvation.

In the distant sky, there was a thunderstorm in the distance, and the rain became heavier and heavier, and the rain became more and more urgent.

"They're here." Feng Yan said suddenly while holding Wei An's hand.

Wei An froze for a moment, followed Feng Yan's gaze and saw five or six men in black walking quickly under the rain curtain not far away. Their figures and rhythm seemed to be practitioners.

"Who are they?" Wei An wondered.

Feng Yan said: "People from the inner sect of the Metaphysics Institute... came to arrest Shen Hongwen..."

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