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Chapter 350 Shengsheng, I'm afraid of death(1/2)

The scalpel stabbed into Lu Tingyuan's chest!

Qiao Sheng himself couldn’t tell which position it was exactly!

There was hatred in her eyes. After she pulled out the knife suddenly, she saw the blood flowing from the corner of Lu Tingyuan's mouth.

Qiao Sheng's hand held the scalpel tightly. She pushed Lu Tingyuan away, her body was crumbling, and she collapsed on the ground, looking up at Lu Tingyuan.

She could actually hurt someone so simply and without any hesitation.

Qiao Sheng's eyes sparkled with crystal tears.

There was a voice in her head telling her, don't cry, if you cry, you lose!

She saw Lu Tingyuan raise his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "Shengsheng, come again."

"I will pay you back all I owe you."

"Please give me more time and let me pay it back slowly."

There was a tearing sound in the ear.

Lu Tingyuan violently pulled off the gauze on his chest.

Qiao Sheng was stunned.

How cruel can a person be to do something like this to himself?

There was an unhealed wound on his chest, a long one, as if scratched by a sharp stone. On the left side of his chest, there was a wound left by a scalpel.

Nowhere where Lu Tingyuan was exposed was intact.

In addition, he had just pulled off the gauze forcefully, and the movement caused the wounds to open again. In an instant, his chest was covered in blood!

Lu Tingyuan's movable hand wiped the blood on his chest until a small area was wiped clean before he spoke.

"Shengsheng."

He pursed his lips and smiled, pointing to the clean place, "This is closest to the heart. The second knife can be inserted here."

"Forgive me for not letting you stab your heart, Shengsheng. I'm afraid of death. If I die, how can I repay what I owe you?"

Lu Tingyuan raised his eyes and looked at Qiao Sheng. His once cold eyes were now as gentle as water.

Just like the look in his eyes when he loved her.

Qiao Sheng looked up at him. Lu Tingyuan had already held her hand holding the knife.

"Shengsheng, you can take action now."

Qiao Sheng closed her mouth tightly and said nothing. When she wanted to withdraw her hand, she found that Lu Tingyuan's grip was too tight.

What does this mean to him?!

Force her to do it?

Or did he think that she was reluctant to give him a second blow!

Qiao Sheng hated Lu Tingyuan like this so much. Why did he think that he didn't dare!

"Lu Tingyuan."

Qiao Sheng called his name. She had long been blinded by hatred. The only words in her mind were the words "avenge yourself". She didn't care about anything and completely forgot that half an hour ago, Lu Tingyuan was a dying man.

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"Why do you provoke me again and again!"

The knife made a pop sound and pierced into the flesh.

The hot blood slid down the blade, Qiao Sheng let go of his hand, and his palm was still stained with Lu Tingyuan's blood.

The knife was still stuck in his chest, and she stabbed it so deeply with hatred.

Lu Tingyuan didn't make any move, he just smiled and asked her gently, "Shengsheng, is that enough?"

"If it's not enough, you can add a few more knives."

When Lu Tingyuan spoke, he held Qiao Sheng's hand tightly.

Qiao Sheng sneered and knocked off his hand. His throat hurt like needles from talking. Qiao Sheng had suffered so much pain that he was already numb at the moment.

So she couldn't tell whether it was her throat or her heart that hurt.

She pushed Lu Tingyuan away and answered him coldly, "Lu Tingyuan, even if you die, you still won't be able to pay back what you owe me."

By the time he finished speaking, Qiao Sheng had already stood up.

Lu Tingyuan could only move one hand, so when Qiao Sheng pushed him away suddenly and stood up, Lu Tingyuan could not hold her hand.

"Shengsheng!"

He was anxious to catch her, but when he moved, the wound on his chest was a heartbreaking pain. He was as weak as a thin piece of paper, as if it would rot if the wind blew.

Lu Tingyuan knew very well how bad his physical condition was. He couldn't get excited, couldn't make large movements, and even had to endure coughing, otherwise it would cause pain to his heart and lungs.

But Qiao Sheng is leaving.

He couldn't care about anything.

With a "shengsheng" sound, Lu Tingyuan stretched out his hand and exerted force on his waist. He wanted to stand up from the wheelchair and hold Qiao Sheng's hand, but Qiao Sheng took a few steps back, and he could not cross the distance between him and him.

Lu Tingyuan lost his center of gravity and fell directly to the ground.

The knife inserted in his chest hit the floor. Lu Tingyuan could not avoid it, and he endured the pain from the knife that was as painful as his body.

There was a pop.

A pool of blood spit out and splashed on Qiao Sheng's white high heels.

Qiao Sheng frowned slightly and said in a calm voice, "Lu Tingyuan, stop pretending."

He always looks pitiful, trying to arouse her sympathy and make her forgive him. It's really hateful!

She just stood there and looked at Lu Tingyuan lying on the ground in an awkward posture, motionless and silent.

Qiao Sheng didn't want to take care of Lu Tingyuan, not to mention she believed that he was pretending.

Thinking of Lu Tingyuan's purpose here, Qiao Sheng emphasized his tone and told him word for word, "I own two-thirds of the group's shares, and I am also the legal person now. Lu Tingyuan, this is no longer the Lu Group. Bring your people

Get away, you have no right to come here anymore."

"If you want to take back the group, you can give it a try. I have plenty of time and energy to fight with you. The future is long, Lu Tingyuan."

Qiao Sheng's tone was firm and his voice became higher and higher.

For her, the group is a bottom line that cannot be touched, not even by Lu Tingyuan.

Qiao Sheng looked at Lu Tingyuan quietly on the ground. He still didn't speak. When Qiao Sheng wanted to step forward to see if Lu Tingyuan had passed out, footsteps came from the door.

Qiao Sheng took a step back and looked at Zhou Ze and several bodyguards who broke in.

After glancing at her, Zhou Ze ran towards Lu Tingyuan with a dark face and shouted anxiously, "Master Lu!"

Zhou Ze quickly helped Lu Tingyuan stand up. It was at this time that Qiao Sheng discovered that his mouth was full of blood. No wonder Lu Tingyuan couldn't say a word.

Looking down slowly, Qiao Sheng saw the knife inserted in his chest.

Only a short section of the handle was left, and the blade was completely inserted.

The blood had completely stained his clothes.

It's very easy to take out with your hands.

Qiao Sheng's heart suddenly slowed down. She wanted to move forward, but her body was out of control and her thoughts seemed to be occupied by something. Qiao Sheng frowned and looked at Lu Tingyuan and said.

"Lu Tingyuan, after all this, you're not dead yet."

Qiao Sheng's heart twisted.

This is actually what she would say.

Zhou Ze, who was supporting Lu Tingyuan in the wheelchair, became angry. He turned to look at Qiao Sheng and pointed at her, "Are you crazy! What have you done to Mr. Lu! You want Mr. Lu to die so much, Qiao

Sheng, Miss Qiao, your heart is really vicious!"

"I will not let you take away Mr. Lu's business. If Mr. Lu is killed by you, I will kill you and avenge Mr. Lu!"

Zhou Ze's words made the last trace of guilt disappear in Qiao Sheng's heart.

She and them are now completely different people.

Because Lu Tingyuan was injured, Zhou Ze completely lost control of his emotions. He yelled for the other bodyguards to come in, surrounded Qiao Shengli on three floors, and arranged for people to drive to take Lu Tingyuan to the hospital for emergency treatment as soon as possible.

Before leaving, Zhou Ze turned around and glared at Qiao Sheng, reminding the bodyguards, "Watch that woman! She wants to kill Master Lu, and she doesn't even look where this place is! Qiao Sheng, if something happens to Master Lu, I will never let her go."

You get out alive!"

Qiao Sheng remained silent. She knew that they were destined to die.

Zhou Ze wanted to push the wheelchair, but Lu Tingyuan struggled to speak and pinched Zhou Ze's hand hard.

"Don't touch her."

Zhou Zedang didn't hear it and pushed Lu Tingyuan to leave.
To be continued...
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