Love is even colder than snow - Chapter 1191

“Thin little!”

Qin Muyan doesn’t want Bo Qing to take risks for his uncle and Niuniu.

She was willing to trade her uncle and Niuniu back with her own life, but she didn’t want him to lose his life.

Not wanting to owe him is one reason.

There is another reason why she has been reluctant to admit.

In fact, she still has him in her heart.

He brutally killed their children. He sent her to the four men mercilessly. She hated him and blamed him. In this life, she didn’t want to look at him again.

But in the villa by the sea, he spent more than half a month together day and night. His meticulous care and careful flattery still made her heart soften.

Although, this kind of soft hearted, she never wanted to admit it.

Qin Muyan chased out crazy, but Bo Qing’s speed was really too fast.

As soon as she got out of the gate of Qinming courtyard, he got on his sports car and left.

“Thin little!”

Qin Muyan wanted to rush to the front to stop him, but she ran after him and saw only a large piece of dust raised by the sports car.

His car, like a black ghost, had disappeared at the corner of the road in the distance.

Standing in situ, Qin Muyan was so confused that she thought of something. She quickly took out her mobile phone and called him.

No one answered.

But a few minutes later, she received a text message.

It’s from Bo Qing.

“Xiaoyan, I don’t deserve you. You deserve better.”

Not worthy of

Looking at this short message, Qin Muyan’s eyes couldn’t help being wet.

Before, he tried so hard to want her to stay with him, but now, he said he didn’t deserve it. He wanted to push her out, which can only explain one problem. This time, he really can’t come back.

He was determined to die.

She continued to call him.

When he didn’t answer, she began to send him messages.

“Bo Shao, come back quickly! I don’t want you to save my uncle and Niu Niu regardless of life and death! I don’t want to owe you! ”

“Bo Shao, come back! Let me save my uncle and Niu Niu, OK? ”

…………

Time went by, but she didn’t receive half a message from Bo Qing.

He turned out the message he had just sent her and looked at it again and again. Qin Muyan couldn’t help crying.

She could never forgive her child for his tragic death, but she didn’t want to continue to deceive herself and others.

She hoped that he would be well.

“Bo Shao, as long as you can come back safely, I am willing to start over with you.”

When Bo Qing went to the edge of Nanshan cliff, he saw this message from Qin Muyan.

His lips could not help but evoke a warm smile, but the smile gradually became bitter.

In this life, he came back too late, and he had made an irreparable mistake, but he woke up in time. Her heart was not completely without him.

People are really contradictory.

He is dying. He hopes that for the rest of her life, she will be happy and safe, and there will be no sorrow in her life.

But at the same time, he also hoped that her heart could leave some of her shadow.

Even if he left, she could think of him occasionally.

Think of him, who made mistakes, but also loved her warmly.

This message is like the most precious treasure in the world. Bo Qing carefully rubbed the mobile phone screen for several times before he carefully put the mobile phone back into his pocket.

Xiaoyan, you promised me such a bright and beautiful future. Even if there is only a dead end ahead, I would like to try my best to find a chance for myself.

Bo Qing thought that the edge of Nanshan cliff would be like the top floor of the hotel where Qin Muyan and Gu Shen married in their previous life.

Unexpectedly, there was no knife mountain and fire that sent him on the road in his previous life.

However, the man who robbed Yang Chengxuan and Niuniu did not guess wrong. It was really white wave.

Bai Lang’s face is slightly younger than the face he saw on the day of his death in his previous life, but the hostility and ruthlessness on his face are more and more thick.

He grabbed a knife with his own hand and pressed it against the pale Yang Chengxuan’s neck.

Although Yang Chengxuan is not as seriously ill as he was in his previous life and needs oxygen tube and infusion to maintain his life, he also looks very bad at this time. He is thin and shaky. It seems that once he falls to the ground, he can no longer get up.

Bai Lang’s two men, one left and the other right, pressed the knife tightly against Niu Niu’s neck.

It was obviously the first time that the childish boy had encountered such a terrible thing. There was an obvious panic on his Qingjun face that looked very much like Yang Chengxuan.

But the man’s pride made him try his best to keep calm.

He said with a little trembling, “let my father go! My life, kill or cut, whatever you want! At least eighteen years later, I will be a hero again! ”

“I’m not afraid of you! Let my father go quickly! ”

“Let the cow go.” Yang Chengxuan said weakly, “my life is yours. Don’t embarrass a child!”

Bai Lang has noticed the arrival of Bo Qing. Instead of taking Niuniu and Yang Chengxuan’s words, he laughed at him wildly and fiercely.

“Bo Qing, didn’t you expect? Your woman’s uncle and cousin have fallen into my hands! ”

“I heard that your woman cares about family affection very much? Bo Qing, you should be reluctant. Is it painful for your woman to lose her close relatives? ”

Bai Lang looked at Bo Qing’s eyes and got a ferocious hatred. “Bo Qing, Xiao Xue died. After she was in prison, she was tortured to death!”

“Xiao Xue is dead. She loves you so much, but she is tortured so miserable by you. She is dead. Why can you live well?”

“Bo Qing, aren’t you the bitch who loves Qin Muyan? Today, I want to see what you can do for that bitch Qin Muyan! ”

Today, Bai Lang took three men with him. He motioned to his man standing aside to come instead of him and put a knife against Yang Chengxuan’s neck.

After the handover, Bai Lang arrogantly turned the knife in his hand.

“Bo Qing, Xiao Xue’s death has something to do with that bitch Qin Muyan! I wish I could cut her to pieces and strip her of her skin! ”

“I didn’t get Qin Muyan in my hand and tortured him severely. Well, I’ll go back and torture her uncle and cousin!”

The knife in Bai Lang’s hand was tightly attached to Yang Chengxuan’s emaciated face, “I decided to cut off their meat bit by bit.”

“But now, Bo Qing, you’re here, so we have another choice.”

“Bo Qing, do you want me to cut them thousands of times, or do you take my knife, tie yourself into a sieve, and then jump off this cliff?”

With that, Bai Lang pulled out another knife from his waist and smashed it in front of Bo Qing.

“Bo Qing, from now on, their lives are in your hands!”