After saying that, he pushed the wheelchair back hard.
Mu Yiyi was hit by the heavy wheelchair and bent down. It hurt! It hurt!
What hurts is not the body, not the waist that was hit, but the heart, which is already in pieces.
When Lei Yufeng spoke, she really wished that she was deaf so that she could not hear those angry words filled with emotion and hatred.
Even though she knew those were not his true words, the words that came out of his mouth still penetrated her heart like a sharp sword.[
It turns out that this is the unforgettable hatred!
Love simply can't defeat the annihilating hatred!
When true hatred strikes, the only thing left between them is hurt, but hurt!
She covered her mouth, trying to suppress the sobs that were about to break out.
She really wanted to ask loudly: "Lei Yufeng, how much hate do you have in your heart?"
Bending down, Mu Yiyi breathed heavily, and the pain that was almost suffocating spread instantly throughout her limbs.
"Jing," Beitang Wu reached out and grabbed Mu Yiyi's arm, "Does it hurt?"
Mu Yiyi shook his head, and after a while he slowly straightened up.
"Girl!" Han Zhenyu on the side finally couldn't help but take a step forward. As soon as he took a step, he was punched hard in the abdomen by Lei Yufeng who rushed over.
"Well..." He groaned in pain, staggered a few steps, stepped back and sat on the ground, his facial features almost wrinkled into a ball.
"Hit me and let him know what shutting up means!" Lei Yufeng ordered coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, several men who were close to him mercilessly hit Han Zhenyu with their fists, beating him until he was speechless.
Beitangwu snorted disdainfully at Han Zhenyu who was lying on the ground.
He turned his head and saw Lei Lei walking towards them from the cemetery. He stretched out his hand and pulled Mu Yiyi down. He whispered into her ear: "Leave alive and go to Sao Paulo, Brazil. The Flying Eagle will find you. Remember."
Remember your birthday and the photos your mother took for you."
Mu Yiyi's lips opened slightly, and she murmured in a low voice with choked sobs: "Dad! Dad!"
Beitangwu hugged Mu Yiyi's trembling shoulders. This was the first time she called him dad. No matter how hard he tried to calm down, he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.
"quiet……"
"Dad...can we go together?"
"Silly boy!" Beitang Wu wiped away the tears from the corner of Mu Yi's eyes with his thumb, and said lovingly, "You are the only descendant of the Beitang family. Don't be so useless. Tears can't help you. Do you understand? From now on.
You have to rely on yourself for everything, go find your mother, she needs you, so you must live!"[
"No," Mu Yiyi shook her head. She knew that what Beitang Wu was explaining was about the funeral, so she cried bitterly and couldn't control herself. "You owe me nothing, and you haven't compensated me..."
Beitangwu's eyes flashed with tears, and he suddenly smiled: "Just remember that daddy loves you, that's all!"
After saying that, he gently pulled her up and pushed her aside. By this time, Lei Lei had already walked one step away from him.
"Long time no see!" Beitang Wu pushed the wheelchair over.
"Yes! How long has it been?" Lei Lei stood next to the wheelchair and smiled meaningfully.
"What a pity! If I could have killed your eldest grandson that time, would I still be here today?" Beitangwu laughed, and then the laughter grew louder and louder.