Chapter 325 Regret Medicine

"Chen Qing, your way of doing things is different now."

I shrugged. "What's wrong? In the past, I was restrained and had a conscience in everything. I had a conscience for others. Did others have a conscience for us? I'm afraid of losing. If I don't take the initiative, am I going to die at home?"

Wu Ying looked at me with a complicated look in his eyes. "You're right, but your methods are not appropriate. The person who threatened you, you can tie him up. Why must you kill him?"

Her words set me thinking. Yeah, why do I have to...

I don't know. I think it's safe to do this once and for all. Why not?

"Fu Jing is back." Wu Ying reminded me that I only noticed that Fu Jing was coming towards us.

His steps were steady, his gait charming, and his dark brown coat perfectly decorated his figure. If there was any use in finding a handsome husband, it was to keep my eyes open. Sometimes I wanted to be angry with him, but when I saw his face, I couldn't get angry, and it was so helpless.

"Xiao Qing, there's something you want to hear." Fu Jing greeted Wu Ying and sat right in front of me.

"Tell me, it's good news from the way you look." I put my hand on his.

He held my hand on the back of his hand. "I bought Hai Yang's company."

What? My face changed.

"The price is fair. I heard he's going abroad to concentrate on drawing." Fu Jing curled his lips. "No one will ever threaten us again."

"No." I glanced at wu ying, who also revealed the same surprise and panic as me.

Fu Jing gradually withdrew his smile and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ah Jing, how do you know that Hai Yang's selling the company wasn't a conspiracy? Maybe he..."

He interrupted me. "I already signed the contract."

"You..." I was speechless and my mind was filled with explosions.

"What's the matter?" Fu Jing began to worry.

"Chen Qing, call them back. It's not too late." Wu Ying said hurriedly.

Do you scream? Now that Hai Yang is not on guard against me, I can guarantee that Er De will succeed this time. After all, they used to be boyfriend and girlfriend, but...

It suddenly occurred to me that the first time Ning Jing let us meet, I saw the pure smile on his face. At that time, I thought to myself, how could there be such a man, who had lived a long time and was so innocent and ignorant, always doing something that those sophisticated people could not understand.

I...

What should we do?

"Chen Qing! Just think of it as a little evil for the sake of anger." Wu ying frowned and kept patting the armrest of the wheelchair.

Fu Jing was still asking me what was going on. Wu Ying tried to persuade me over and over again to recall everything that happened during this time. Indeed, as Wu Ying said, I became less and less like myself...

I became ruthless, much more than a little bit, I thought I was protecting myself, protecting the people I love, but why can't I tie up the bad guys and throw them away, why must I kill them?

Because Fu Jing can help me forge my identity, am I going to kill people without fear?

When I dream back in the middle of the night, won't I have a little regret?

No! I will regret, I will regret!

Trembling, I picked up my phone and called little scar. The beeping made me wait.

"Little scar, come back. Don't go." I said quickly, holding Fu Jing with my other hand.

"Why? We have arrived." This was the first time little scar had spoken to me like this. She used to be like an all-purpose machine. She would listen to whatever I said, would not resist, and would not ask why.

"I told you to come back and give your phone to Xing Tian. Hurry up!" I said impatiently, when is it? I don't have time to explain these things to her.

Fu Jing's palm rubbed against mine, and the cold sweat was crushed between our palms. It was sticky, wet, and it didn't feel good.

I waited for a moment, but there was no sound from Xing Tian. Instead, there was a busy sound. I screamed in my heart that it was bad. Fu Jing saw through my thoughts and asked me to call again.

This time, I didn't call little scar, but Xing Tian. This time, I didn't have to wait. The other side told me to turn off the phone.

"That's it, little scar. She made her own decision and hung up on me. Now even Xing Tian's phone is off." I threw my phone on the table and grabbed my hair. I suddenly thought of a way. "Ah Jing, call Hai Yang and tell him to run. Don't get close to Er De. Er De has a bomb on him."

Fu Jing was much calmer than I was. Even if I could tell that he was as anxious as I was, he called Hai Yang and asked where he was. He said that at the company, Fu Jing told him to run, run from the safety ladder, and leave as soon as possible. Anyway, don't meet er.

Hai Yang asked what was going on. Fu Jing told him about the bomb.

I added at the side, "The bomb is tied to Er De's waist, and it will explode once it is squeezed. I'm not sure how powerful the small scar bomb is, so you'd better run."

As I said this, I leaned back on the sofa, my mind still racing.

"Grandma wu, is there any special contact between old xie and Xing Tian?" I asked.

Wu ying thought for a moment and her eyes lit up. "Yes, they have a set of contact information between father and son!"

"Tell old xie to tell Xing Tian to retreat, tell him to protect erd, and don't let the bomb on erd explode. I don't want her to die now..." I clasped my hands and rested my chin on my fingertips.

It was a last resort to kill master tiger. He threatened me with Fu Jing's life. I had to fight first, but if I didn't, I could let her go and stop all the grudges between us. I want to stop now...

I don't want to have nightmares anymore. I don't want my hands to be covered in blood.

Wu ying went to contact old xie. We have to wait for news.

"Dad, mom, my ball is broken, the ball is broken..." Tingsheng ran in with short legs, holding his ball in both hands. It's broken, and the ball is flat.

I picked him up and put him on my lap, listening to him say how he broke the ball.

"It doesn't matter if it's broken. Let daddy buy you a new one." I comforted him.

Tingsheng also kicked his leg. "No, no, I want this ball. This is a gift from Jie uncle. I don't want it to break!"

I looked at Fu Jing, a little impatient. He took the ball and looked at it. "Daddy will fix it for you."

"Yeah, daddy's fine." Tingsheng opened his hands for Fu Jing to hold. "Dad, when is Jie uncle coming back? Remember to tell him I miss him. Let him come back as soon as he finishes his work."

"Okay, dad will definitely tell him." Fu Jing and I looked at each other, feeling indescribably complicated and uncomfortable.