Chapter 523

When the three came to the banquet hall of Four Seasons Hotel, it was plain white and had been arranged as a mourning hall. There was a black-and-white photo of Chuxiong on the platform in the center. There was no one in the crystal coffin, but only an urn. At the beginning, Chuxiong was killed with one shot, and Chu Jiaojiao was completely disoriented and sent directly to the crematorium for cremation.

Zhang Ruiqing's face turned white and her hands and feet were cold. Looking at the scene in front of her, she was afraid after all. Chu Jiaojiao would not have put the mourning hall here otherwise.

Feeling the same as the women around him, Ling shaotian was distressed. He reached over her shoulder and hugged her: "don't be afraid, I have everything!"

"Yes." She nodded and calmed her agitated heart.

Chujiaojiao holding the child, now on one side of the platform, looking at the two people's love appearance, sneer and sneer: "as expected, it should be that sentence, show love, die fast!"

She looked at Zhang Ruiqing, Ling shaotian's face suddenly cold down.

Seeing that she was holding the child in her hand, Zhang Ruiqing couldn't calm down and quickly stepped forward: "Dabao, child, my child!"

She wants to rush up, but hear Chu Jiao Jiao roar: "don't come here, or I'll throw her down and die directly."

It turns out that Chu Jiaojiao is standing so high because of this. Ou Moyang still wanted to do it. After hearing her roar, she put her hand on her back and took it back.

Knowing that Chu Jiaojiao is not joking, Ling shaotian grabs the woman who wants to rush up and shouts quietly: "Rui Qing, calm down."

"That's my child. How can you calm me down?" She roared at Ling shaotian, full of anger.

Looking at her excited appearance, Chu Jiaojiao smiles with satisfaction. Her eyes fall on ou Moyang: "you, go, my father's funeral doesn't welcome you."

"You..." Ou Mo Yang frowned and clenched his fist.

Only listen to Ling shaotian immediately stop: "Mo Yang, according to her words to do."

There is no way to help the child, in her hands, and Zhang Ruiqing is most concerned about that child.

Ou Moyang turned away and saw a revolver on the round table. He was shocked and had a bad feeling.

But no way, he left.

After seeing him leave, Chu Jiao Jiao said with a smile, "well, it's time to calculate the total."

"Chu Jiaojiao, let the baby go. I'll do whatever you want." Ling shaotian hugs Zhang Ruiqing and shouts to the woman on the platform.

His words immediately stimulate Chu Jiaojiao, cold face roar to him: "Zhang Ruiqing and Li muyuan gave birth to a child, what qualifications do you have to say such words, Ling shaotian, she gave you such a green hat, watery woman, what good, worth your sacrifice for her."

In the end, her voice became hysterical.

Hearing her accusation, Zhang Ruiqing quickly stepped forward: "I killed your father. If you want to get revenge, just find me and let the child go. As long as you let the child go, I will promise you anything!"

Referring to Chu Xiong,

Chu Jiaojiao was even more angry and yelled at her: "you have a rotten life. You have lived for a long time. You think, I just want you to live in pain every day before you die. Death is relief, and life is not like death. Isn't it?" She was full of revenge, of course, how to come with joy.

Zhang Ruiqing collapsed, roared and spread out on the ground in agony: "what are you going to do?"

Ling shaotian is distressed and wants to hold him in his arms, but he hears Chu Jiaojiao's happy sneer: "how, can't you stand it? The fun is still in the future."

Wiping away the tears on her face, Zhang Ruiqing sniffed and pleaded: "Chu Jiaojiao, I beg you, let the child go, she is innocent."

Sincere voice, with the most primitive maternal love, at the moment, she has only one idea in her head, that is, to save her child's life. No matter whose child she is, it's always the meat that falls from her body. Xiaobao's death has made her die once, not Dabao. She may have followed Xiaobao now.

So, anyway, she just wanted the baby to be good.

"Please? Yes, kneel down and kowtow to me until I'm satisfied. Maybe I'll consider letting her go. " Chujiaojiao smiles like a cat playing with mice. She is presumptuous and expects to be the winner.

Without saying a word, Zhang Ruiqing really got up and knelt down to kowtow to her: "I beg you, let her go, please."

"Qingqing, get up quickly. She did it on purpose. If you ask her again, she won't let the child go."

Looking at Zhang Ruiqing has been humble to the dust, Ling shaotian quickly stop, saying the truth.

Zhang Ruiqing turns a deaf ear, how can Ling shaotian look at her like this, stand up to Chu Jiaojiao, offer a sky high price: "let the child go, I'll give you Chu."

"I want to see you die more than Chu." Chu Jiaojiao gnashes her teeth.

"You let them go, I'll give you my life!" Without hesitation, he looked at the woman who was still kowtowing on the ground, heartbroken.

"Hahaha, well, since you want to save people so much, I'll give you a chance. There's a revolver on the table with only one bullet in it. Mr. Ling must have played the game of death. You and her shoot each other. Who gets shot first, and the other takes the child away. Mr. Ling wishes you good luck!"

She was crazy and tormented two people in this way. Zhang Ruiqing looked up and his forehead was blue and purple. He looked at her strangely and couldn't accept such a game.

"You're out of your mind." Ling shaotian conceals his anger and condenses into a storm. If his eyes can kill people, everything in front of him will be destroyed.

He was so angry that Chu Jiaojiao laughed: "haha, haha, Ling shaotian, you'd better pray that Zhang Ruiqing can kill you with one shot, otherwise, you will surely kill your beloved for the sake of your rival's children. Think about it, how painful it is."

With that, she cried out to Zhang Ruiqing, who was kneeling on the ground, "go and get the gun, or I will kill your daughter now." Chu Jiao Jiao raised her child high, looking like she was going to fall off the platform.

"No, don't..." Zhang Ruiqing only felt that she couldn't breathe because of heartache. One was her daughter, and the other was her husband. How could she choose.

Blood flowed down her nose and she felt dizzy.

Ling shaotian frowned and quickly stepped forward to help her up: "Rui Qing, how are you?"

She shook her head and wiped the blood between her nose with her hand. She shook her head bitterly and forcefully, her cold fingers holding Ling shaotian's arm tightly.

"Hum, at this time, there is also a show of deep love between husband and wife. On the count of three, Zhang Ruiqing, if you don't take the gun, I will kill the child."

"One..."

She made a gesture to drop the child, counting coldly.

A number is like a thousand pounds in her heart. Zhang Ruiqing struggles to get up and looks at Chu Jiaojiao and the innocent child in pain.

"Two..." Chu Jiao Jiao stopped for a few seconds and counted the second number.

Zhang Ruiqing's face was covered with ashes. He struggled and his face was covered with ashes.

Just as she was about to count the third, Zhang Ruiqing rushed to the round table, grabbed a pistol and aimed it at Ling shaotian. He pulled the trigger and there was a click, which was an empty ring.

"Ah With her roar, Ling shaotian's whole body must be there. If he was struck by lightning, he never thought that Zhang Ruiqing would shoot him, even though it was to save the child.

Time just like static, two people's eyes only each other, but with so many emotions, indignation, guilt, worry, helplessness, and the deepest pain.