Chapter 147
Thick black smoke and blazing fire stung Feng Ji's eyes.
No!
Never!
Master Lu, how could Master Lu die in front of him!
That car exploded! But maybe Mr. Lu got out before the explosion!
Even though he clearly knew that the bomb would only be detonated when the accelerator was released, if Lu Tingyuan really got off early, the car would explode when it fell off the cliff.
Feng Ji's body was covered with injuries. He was unable to stand up, so he simply crawled on the ground and used all his strength to climb up to the edge of the cliff!
He didn't believe that Lu Tingyuan died like this!
He couldn't believe that the person who was asking his birthday one minute was no longer in this world the next.
Lu Tingyuan just said that he is older than him and is his brother.
He was an only son, and he finally got a brother. Before he could enjoy what it was like to have a brother, he lost him?
Feng Ji is going crazy!
He didn't care what kind of friction the asphalt road would cause to his knees. Right now, he had only one purpose, to crawl hard! Climb desperately! He was afraid of Lu Tingyuan's voice, so he crawled in front of his brother!
He wanted to find Lu Tingyuan. His brother just said he wanted to go home.
Feng Ji gritted his back teeth and crawled for an unknown amount of time. His knees were in burning pain.
His trousers were torn, and when he looked down, he saw a deep trail of blood behind him where he passed.
Feng Ji still doesn't give up, it doesn't matter if the skin on his ten fingers is scratched, even if both legs are useless and amputated today, he also admits it.
He just wants to see Lu Tingyuan!
I want to see people alive, I want to see them dead...
There was a snap.
Feng Ji slapped himself, and there was a blood mark on his face. If he hadn't slapped him in one breath, Feng Ji would have been so furious that he fainted from grief.
He is his brother, how could he die!
He must have been seriously injured and was waiting for me to save him and help him.
Feng Ji continued to crawl in the same posture. A strong wind blew by. He looked at a piece of black cloth floating in the air. When he caught it in his hand and saw it clearly, Feng Ji let out a heartbreaking roar.
Where is that black cloth?
This is Lu Tingyuan's white shirt. Because of the explosion, the clothes were broken into pieces, and the cloth was completely dyed red by blood, which is why it became this color!
Feng Ji howled and cried, grief-stricken!
He slurred and roared into the air.
"Brother, don't you want to go home? My sister-in-law and my niece are still waiting for you at home!"
"Brother! Come back, go home! Feng Ji will take you home, take you home! Brother!"
There was a pop.
Feng Ji vomited out a pool of blood and passed out completely on the roadside!
At the same time.
Mr. L in the basement has been watching the real-time situation of Lu Tingyuan's vehicle.
When I saw the car explode, there was a sound in the deathly silent basement.
The man clapped his hands with satisfaction and was about to send someone to bring Lu Tingyuan to him when a phone call suddenly came in.
As soon as he plugged in his earphones, Song Sinian's urgent voice came.
"Mr. L, something happened! Something happened to Lu Tingyuan!"
The man frowned slightly, "What? He was seriously injured?"
But he remembered that the amount of explosives in that car was not much. In order to ensure the fun of the game, he even found a dozen people to experiment. Only one person reacted too slowly and had no time to get out of the car and was killed on the spot.
The rest were missing arms, legs, or had their eyes blown out, but they were all alive.
In order to prevent Lu Tingyuan from dying so happily, he also deliberately reduced the amount of explosives.
Would Lu Tingyuan be so vulnerable? Or was he too slow to react, realizing there was a problem in the car, but had no time to jump out of the car and escape?
According to his understanding, Lu Tingyuan would never be so stupid. As long as he jumped out of the car the moment he released the accelerator, Lu Tingyuan would survive. At most, he would be disabled, which was nothing.
Song Sinian hurriedly explained, "It's not a question of whether the injury was serious or not! A truck suddenly lost control and hit Lu Tingyuan's car. Before the car exploded, Lu Tingyuan was knocked unconscious! The car rushed off the cliff.
Before Lu Tingyuan had time to jump out, he was already following the car, together..."
"What together!"
"Together with the car, it fell into pieces."
How is it possible!
Mr. L slammed the table angrily, and quickly tapped the keyboard with his fingers. He checked the streets where Lu Tingyuan's vehicle passed, and then he discovered that a truck had been following Lu Tingyuan's car at a certain distance.
Mr. L clicked his tongue.
Damn it, the carefully choreographed show was ruined like this.
But he was really curious, besides himself, who else wanted Lu Tingyuan's life?
Lu Tingyuan died like this, so he could only play with his woman and daughter!
It was getting dark.
Qiao Sheng took a look and saw that it was already past eight o'clock.
She called Lu Tingyuan twice, but did not get through. She thought that he was still busy and Lu Tingyuan would definitely be home before ten o'clock.
After making three puddings with An An, Qiao Sheng put on an apron and prepared to cook, thinking that he would have dinner when Lu Tingyuan came back.
Qiao An was by her side. Although the little guy couldn't speak, the look in her eyes was full of anticipation and excitement. Qiao Sheng could guess that she wanted to help and prepare dinner for her father with her mother.
The whole family got busy in the kitchen, and soon the whole house was filled with fragrance.
It was almost ten o'clock, and Qiao Sheng had prepared all the meals. She was afraid that they would get cold, so she put the dishes in the kitchen to keep them warm.
Qiao Sheng took Qiao An's hand to the living room. Through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, she could see clearly the scene in the courtyard. Lu Tingyuan would take the road full of flowers when he went home. Looking from her direction, he could see clearly.
Clearly.
Qiao Sheng held Qiao An in his arms and waited quietly.
At ten o'clock, Lu Tingyuan did not come back.
At half past ten, Lu Tingyuan did not go home.
Eleven o'clock, eleven fifteen, eleven thirty...
Qiao Sheng heard An An's stomach growling. She had picked up and put down her phone more than twenty times. She couldn't contact Lu Tingyuan and didn't know when he would come home.
If we wait any longer, it will be twelve o'clock. The little guy can't express himself. I'm afraid he will be hungry and have a stomachache.
"An'an, mom is going to serve the food, let's eat first, okay?"
Qiao An was still clinging to Qiao Sheng's arms. When he heard these words, the little guy put his hand on his belly and shook his head.
"Aren't you hungry?"
Qiao An nodded vigorously and seriously.
Qiao Sheng chuckled and pinched her little nose lovingly, "Mom could hear the little glutton in An An's stomach growling. If she doesn't eat, An An's stomach will hurt."
Joan blinked.
She was hungry, very hungry, but she had made a promise with her father that she would wait for him to come back for dinner together.
Dad hasn't come back yet, how can she eat first?
The little guy continued to shake his head and sat stubbornly on the sofa, staring out the window, waiting for his father to come home.
Qiao Sheng guessed what the little guy was thinking, so she asked An An to sit down first, and was going to get some snacks from the refrigerator to give An An a stomach tummy. Maybe Lu Tingyuan would be back in ten minutes.
The moment I opened the refrigerator, I was greeted by the fresh and fishy smell of raw pickled crab.
Suddenly, Qiao Sheng felt a strong nausea in his stomach. He covered his mouth and hurriedly ran towards the bathroom.
After retching for a while, Qiao Sheng rinsed it with water, and she faintly noticed something was different.
She originally felt uncomfortable in her stomach, and she thought it was a stomach bug, but tonight she smelled the fishy smell and felt the familiar nausea, which made Qiao Sheng suddenly feel that it wasn't a stomach bug, but because...
Qiao Sheng slowly looked down and looked at his flat belly.
Chapter completed!