Chapter 770

"What grandfather? My granddaughter is Xiao mengqiu. Mengqiu is much more sincere than you. She never lies, never pretends to be someone else, and even rarely wears makeup. Look at your whole body. Where does she look like my granddaughter? Qingqiu will never have a daughter like you."

When Lord ang heard her words, his face was full of disdain. His words hit Lin su'er's head one by one, which made her dizzy and felt as if her heart had been torn.

"Grandpa, you believe me. I'm your granddaughter. I didn't lie to you. I want you to know that we are relatives and come close to you. I'm really ang Qingqiu's biological daughter. You can do paternity testing."

Lin su'er hurriedly apologized and grabbed the old man's sleeve, but the old man threw her away with force and ruthlessness.

"Stay away from me, we won't have a girl like you in ang family. I'll be sick when I see you. Stay away from me and get out!"

"Ah!" Lin su'er screamed and woke up from her dream. The last word seemed to hit his heart. She was a little out of her mind. She sat up quickly, gasped and looked at the strange and familiar environment around her. As soon as she turned her head, she saw Bo QinGang and scared her again.

"Hoo... When did you come back?" Lin su'er patted her chest and looked at Bo QinGang asking, but she found that Bo QinGang's face was very severe. She closed her lips tightly, and her whole face was like ice. She looked at her very seriously.

Lin su'er seldom sees Bo QinGang's expression. After all, when Bo QinGang looks at her, he looks very gentle and has such serious eyes for the first time.

"How do you..." Lin su'er was about to ask what was going on, but Bo QinGang hugged her as if he had exhausted all his strength and wanted to sink her into his own body.

Lin su'er felt very strange because of his repeated abnormal actions, but Lin su'er could feel that Bo QinGang seemed to be afraid. Holding her made her feel strange. She could only reach out and gently pat Bo QinGang on the back to comfort him.

"It's all right. Tell me what happened and why it suddenly became like this? Did you go to the company to talk about business instead?"

Bo QinGang took a deep breath and gently let Lin su'er go. Looking at her, she still closed her lips and didn't say a word. Suddenly she pulled off Lin su'er's pajamas and began to check whether there were other wounds on her body.

But Lin su'er didn't know he was looking at the wound. She just felt that Bo QinGang was abnormal today. She was trying to pull through her pajamas to prevent him from staring at him, but she found another wound on her shoulder, which was still bleeding.

Lin su'er looked at the wound as if it had been scratched by a sharp weapon such as a knife, but there was no knife around. Why did she have a wound for some reason?

The previous dark blue is even better. Maybe she hurt it when she didn't pay attention, but this knife wound is a little strange. She has been sleeping in this bedroom and hasn't gone out. Bo QinGang is beside her, but Bo QinGang won't hurt her. What's the matter?

Lin su'er reached out and touched the wound on her shoulder. Why is there always such a strange wound recently?

Bo QinGang tightly pursed his lips, looked at the wound on Lin su'er's shoulder, frowned tightly, and remembered the scene just in the office.

Xiao mengqiu leaned on Bo QinGang's shoulder for a long time. Finally, he slowly raised his head and sniffed hard. "Well... Ao, do you know that there is a special smell on you that can never be smelled by other men? I just like you."

"I even like the special smell from you. It's exclusive to you. No one else can take it away or steal it."

She even directly weighed her feet to get close to Bo QinGang. Bo QinGang took two steps back and frowned at her, "Xiao mengqiu, don't push an inch!"

Xiao mengqiu didn't expect that he would resist, and looked at him with an unhappy frown, "You'd better come and stand beside me and kiss me, or I'll definitely let Lin su'er bleed today. I'll do what I say. Don't think a little blood is nothing. I'll let her bleed a little today and a little tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, she will bleed to death. Do you believe it?"

Bo QinGang looked at her coldly. He was worried about really hurting Lin su'er, but he didn't want to betray her. Even in order to save her, he didn't want to have too close contact with Xiao mengqiu. In this way, Lin su'er would be angry when he knew that he would betray her in order to save her. Such a reason is too disgusting.

Xiao mengqiu seemed to see through his idea. Slowly, he took out a knife from his bag and looked at Bo Qingcheng. "Are you sure you can't come? I'm just afraid you'll regret it! Anyway, let Lin su'er suffer. I can only see that I shed a little blood."

She opened the knife and put it on her hand. It seemed that she was going to scratch it. Bo QinGang didn't understand what she meant. Would all the wounds on her body go to Lin su'er? Why? It's completely out of line with science!

Looking at Bo QinGang's impassability, Xiao mengqiu said, "you don't have to think about it. It's the same as you guessed. Anyway, the wound pierced on me will make her feel pain. I won't hurt at all. Do you want to try it? I think you don't give up until you reach the Yellow River. I really think I'm kidding you!"

As she spoke, she stabbed the knife directly into her shoulder and immediately shed blood, but Xiao mengqiu seemed to feel no pain at all. She even smiled and showed her teeth and looked at thin QinGang.

"How's it going? Do you want to go back and see if Lin su'er's shoulder is hurt? I can give you a day to think about it. Go back and have a careful look this evening. Will there be the same wound on her body as me? Think about what I said, but only today!"

"If I don't have a satisfactory answer tomorrow, it's not just a shoulder. It's estimated that you have to arrange the cemetery for Lin su'er in advance."

Xiao mengqiu took back her knife, took out the paper towel on the thin tilting table, wiped the blood on her shoulder, as if she couldn't feel the pain, and even pressed the paper towel on the wound on her shoulder. Her expression was always cold, as if all her pain had been transferred to another person.