Unexpectedly, Xia Wan'er didn't even hide in the face of the heavy ashtray.

Xia Chuxun did not expect Ji Mochen, who was going to the meeting, to come back and pick up the documents at this time. Xia Wan'er took the time just right, and the ashtray that she threw out was picked up by Ji Mochen, who had just returned.

The next second, Xia Wan'er had already snuggled into his arms with a wronged expression. "Sorry, Mochen, I didn't mean to make Chuxun angry. I just wanted to ask her to take good care of her body. When the child was born, she would perform a transplant on me. I didn't expect her to be so excited. She actually smashed me with an ashtray …"

Hearing this, Ji Mochen's gaze became fierce. He hugged her into his arms, and at the same time, he looked at Xia Chuxun fiercely that wished he could cut Xia Chuxun into pieces. "Xia Chuxun, did I ever say that you're not allowed to hurt her? You've ignored my words time and time again. Do you want to die?"

"You trust her so much. Don't you trust me?" Xia Chuxun looked at him. This man made her love him as much as life. Her eyes slowly turned red. "I, who was covered in bruises, am not comparable to a single tear in her eyes?"

"Yes!" He mercilessly threw out this word: "Not to mention the bruises all over your body, even if you exchange your life for a drop of her tears, it would be mean to her!"

"In your eyes, am I such a person?"

"Yes!"

"Alright!"

At this moment, she finally gave up on him.

She slowly got up from the ground and walked slowly to the door without returning her head. The light voice seemed to come from another space: "I won't beg you anymore, Mochen, I won't hate you either, because you're not worth my hatred and my love. I'd rather go to hell on the eighteenth floor. If you still want to use my child to save your woman, come to hell and find me …"

Ji Mochen suddenly trembled. He had never seen Xia Chuxun like this before. That slender and bruised back suddenly made his heart tremble fiercely …

Mochen, you are smart all your life. Why can't you understand Xia Wan'er?

However, none of this was important to Xia Chuxun.

She walked out of his office in a daze. She walked into the lobby on the first floor and accidentally bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry." She subconsciously apologized.

"Xun?"

A familiar voice.

She suddenly raised her head and saw a warm and sunny face. She couldn't help but feel sad, " Brother Su."

"What's wrong? Did Mochen bully you again?"

Hearing this gentle and concerned voice, she suddenly lost her voice.

Ever since that incident half a year ago, she didn't dare to contact him. First, she didn't want to be embarrassed with each other, and second, she didn't want Mochen to be angry.

However, Su Muyang wasn't angry at her for repeatedly ignoring him. Now, he was still so concerned about her that she couldn't help but tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Silly girl, stop crying. Tell Brother Su what happened?"

"My mother is sick. Brother Su, can you lend me money?" She wiped away her tears and asked pitifully.

"Alright, how much do you want?"

"Three hundred thousand."

"No problem."

Without saying a word, he followed her to the cancer hospital.

Unexpectedly, in this short period of time, it was already too late. Shen Songyue had already closed her eyes forever.

Xia Chuxun hugged her mother's warm body and cried loudly, "Mom, Mom, open your eyes. Look at Xun. Xun has already borrowed money. Why didn't you wait for me? Why didn't you wait for me?"

She burst into tears.

Su Muyang wanted to help her up, but she held her mother's body tightly and refused to let go.

He had no choice but to accidentally see the phone in Shen Songyue's hand. He picked it up and opened it. The page where the phone stayed was actually a video of Xia Chuxun kneeling in front of Xia Wan'er, kowtowing and borrowing money.

He did't need to think about it and know who sent this video.

"This vicious woman is the one who killed my mother. I want to find her, I want revenge, and I want justice for my mother." Xia Chuxun said as she was about to leave.

Su Muyang hurriedly stopped her, "Xun, don't be impulsive. Auntie Shen doesn't want to see you like this even in the grave. You still have baby. It's important to protect the baby."

"But, my mother, my poor mother …"

"Silly girl, stop crying. Don't make your mother feel worried when she's gone." Su Muyang held her in his arms.

After an unknown period of time, she gradually calmed down. She cried in his arms and said intermittently, "You don't know, Brother Su, my mother is a very good person. She is very kind. She saved lives and help many people. But why, why did they insist on killing my mother?"