The vinegar vat was overturned, and he was spoiled by the sickly boss and turned into a small waste

Chapter 234 Angel Comes

Qu Zhilan immediately turned into a good wife and mother, bribed the doctor, covered the wound on his neck, and took care of him tenderly. Lu Chongxuan cared about his son, and for the first time calmly asked her about her condition, without ignoring or being cold-faced.

As if Qu Lanzhi had discovered a way to please him, taking advantage of Lu Tingchen's inability to speak, she began to abuse him even more.

Denying food, pouring cold water, locking him in a small dark room, and even burning his body with cigarette butts... She became more and more vicious and crazy, and tried every means to make him sick. As long as he was sick, Lu Chongxuan would definitely come back .

The last time, Lu Tingchen was allergic to food, his body was covered with rashes, and he lay unconscious on the bed.

Lu Chongxuan knelt beside the bed, hugging his small and fragile body, weeping uncontrollably.

"Manying, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I can't do what you told me..."

He couldn't live well, take care of himself, and take care of Xiao Chen.

He suffered every day of his life, and it also affected Xiaochen. His body became weaker and weaker, his temperament became more gloomy and indifferent, and he didn't even call his father anymore.

Blame him, blame him...

A few days later, Lu Tingchen's health gradually improved, and Lu Chongxuan left.

On the day of his departure, he went against his usual sloppiness, shaved his beard, and put on new clothes. A straight, ironed white suit made him tall and handsome, and Qu Zhilan was fascinated by the sight.

She thought he had finally changed his mind and decided to forget Ruan Manying and live a normal life with her, but unexpectedly, he just kissed Lu Tingchen and went out again.

"Xiao Chen, I'm sorry, if there is a next life, don't be my child."

The man's deep and guilty voice lingered in Lu Tingchen's ears for a long time. He tried to open his mouth, trying to call out Dad, but he couldn't make a sound. The little figure who had been chasing the car fell to the ground, and when he got up again, He was carried back by the servant.

Qu Zhilan didn't understand Lu Chongxuan's inexplicable change today, and wanted to call the private detective, but got a bad news.

"Miss Qu, Mr. Lu committed suicide in front of Mrs. Ruan's grave this morning, and the chairman has already gone to collect the body."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

When Qu Zhilan heard the news, she yelled hysterically and went completely insane.

"Lu Chongxuan, Lu Chongxuan, how can I be inferior to that bitch?!"

"I've loved you for so many years, waited for you for so many years, and am willing to marry you at the price of the whole group, but you can't see anything, and you have to die for that bitch!"

"Do you love her? Since I love her so much, I will reunite your family of three!"

With red eyes, she tied up Lu Tingchen, knocked him unconscious, and drove to the suburbs.

When he woke up again, Lu Tingchen vaguely saw a piece of dilapidated ruins, and the choking smell of gasoline wafted from his nostrils.

He was forced to kneel in front of a concrete pillar, his hands were tightly bound by iron chains, his mouth was sealed with tape, and he could not move at all.

Qu Lanzhi was like a mad ghost, holding a bucket of gasoline and sprinkled it around with a ferocious face, screaming madly while sprinkling, "Die! Die! Die!"

"Lu Chongxuan, your wife is dead, you are dead, and now your son has to die hahahaha!"

"The three of you are all short-lived ghosts, let's go to hell to reunite!"

She set fire to the abandoned unfinished building, and her ugly and distorted laughter echoed in the empty room, leaving with the rampant figure.

The ten thousand zhang flames hovered in the air like a demon, and quickly ignited everything. The thick smoke rushed into the nostrils with the wind, and the scorching heat scorched his body, burning his immature skin to bursting open.

He was in excruciating pain, tears blurred his vision, his hands and feet struggling to the death were bloodstained by the cold iron chains, and the slightest sound he could finally make was firmly blocked in his throat.

After an unknown amount of time, the fire was getting closer and the black smoke was getting thicker and thicker. He stopped struggling, and lowered his head slowly and desperately.

It hurts, it hurts so much, it hurts so bad... If it hurts for a while, he will be able to see his mother who gently told him stories, and his father who played with him, right?

"Little cat, don't run~"

"Don't run, don't run, let's play together!"

By the river in the suburbs, Su Qingyan held a Swiss Army knife in her arms, chasing a little black cat with joy.

Ji Qian followed behind, holding his legs out of breath.

"Yanyan, Yanyan, don't run away!"

"The knife in your hand is too sharp, be careful not to hurt yourself, and give it to me!"

"Uncle, you are not as good as your second brother, and you can't even run away from me." Su Qingyan turned her face away, squinted her eyes and made a face at him, "Slightly slightly~ If you can catch up to me, I will give you the knife!"

"Little brat, you're only four years old, how can you run like that?"

Ji Qian only took a few breaths before she ran tens of meters away.

"Meow!"

"Meow--"

The little black cat with glossy hair was chased by her, and quickly rushed into the abandoned unfinished building in a few steps. Su Qingyan followed, only to hear the second floor burst into flames.

"Little cat, come out!"

"Little cat, there is danger!"

She yelled several times outside, but she ran in anxiously without seeing the little black cat.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I reached the second floor, I saw a little boy trapped in the raging flames. His hands and feet were tied to the concrete pillars, his body was covered with scars, and his left cheek was burned by falling sparks. , glowing a terrible scarlet.

"what--"

She cried out in terror.

A crisp and sweet voice came, and Lu Tingchen, who was on the verge of drowsiness, slowly raised his head.

Outside the unbridled and ferocious flames, there stood a little girl carved in pink and jade. She was wearing a sweet puff-sleeved lace princess dress, with two lively braids of love on her head. The whole person is exquisite and beautiful, just like the angel depicted in the storybook.

Is it an angel?

He died and saw an angel?

Su Qingyan met his dark, dead eyes, and stopped screaming in shock.

He is not dead?

In the next second, she rushed into the flames with a knife.

Outside the unfinished building, Ji Qian saw Su Qingyan's figure rushing in and the monstrous flames suddenly burning, he was so frightened that his soul flew away, and he rushed in quickly.

"Yan Yan! Yan Yan!"

"Yanyan, come out, it's dangerous—"

Su Qingyan ran into the thick smoke billowing, ferocious like a monster's fire, drew out the knife, and ruthlessly cut the iron chains that bound his hands and feet.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to save you."

"Hold on for a while, just hold on for a while longer!"

The Swiss Army Knife in her hand is made of pure carbon steel, extremely hard and can cut iron like mud, but her strength is too weak.

The two little hands were tightly clenched, and they were only cut a little bit with all the strength of breastfeeding, far less than the extent of the monstrous fire, as if they could be swallowed up in the next second.

"Why can't it be cut? What's going on..."

"Don't worry, I can do it, I can do it!"

While she was about to shed tears in anxiety, she still did not forget to comfort him, her fair little face was reddened by the scorching flames.

Lu Tingchen listened to her voice close at hand, and saw her angelic face clinging to him, it was so crisp and clear, clear and real.

She is not unreal, she is a real person.

Why did she save him?

Mom left, Dad didn't like him anymore, grandpa and the housekeeper uncle left, everyone didn't want him anymore, everyone hated and despised him.

Why did she try so hard to save him?