After realizing this possibility, Feng Yu's heart suddenly thrust!

He lowered his eyes and looked at his hands. His slender and white hands were stained with blood, which was the blood of his own flesh and blood!

He clenched his fists, swallowed the pain in his throat, turned around and looked at Scar coldly, gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Tell him a lesson, don't let him die!"

"Yes!" the bodyguards answered in unison.

"No! Mr. Feng, I've confessed. Please let me go..." Scar screamed and wanted to climb over, but was pressed to the ground by the bodyguard. The screams that followed in the basement were tightly closed by the door.

After Feng Yu left the basement, he quickly ran towards Anlan's room...

The door opened quietly—

Feng Yu's eyes fell on the sleeping person on the bed, and a faint light shone on her face. Even in her sleep, her beautiful eyebrows were still frowning tightly, as if there were thousands of sorrows pressing on it, and it was impossible to solve it.

Feng Yu walked over lightly, sat by the bed and looked at her painful sleeping face, and an indescribable guilt surged in his heart.

"An Lan, I blamed you wrong..." He said softly, with a little pain and self-blame in his words.

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked her brow, trying to flatten the hill.

In her sleep, An Lan did not notice anyone approaching. Her soul floated and returned to the night when Nannan came.

"Ah... it hurts so much... Save me..." A shrill scream continued to come from the basement.

An Lan lay on the bed, holding her clothes tightly with her hands. The pain caused her torture to almost die, but the child refused to come.

She was in a state of pain and watched the closed door, hoping that someone would open the next second and that her beloved man could rush in and give her strength.

However, no matter how badly she screamed and how earnest she asked for, she would never see the man.

The dark light shone on her sweaty face, and there was also despair on it!

The man whom I love deeply did not believe in her, nor did he believe that this child was his flesh and blood, so he ruthlessly locked her up here and let her die.

But she can't give up!

She wants to give birth to the child and let him see with his own eyes whether the child is his flesh and blood.

Moreover, this was the result of her ten months of pregnancy, and she was unwilling to give up anyway.

So, with such determination, she gritted her teeth and persevered in extremely painful circumstances and gave birth to the child.

After a faint cry sounded in her ear, she fell weakly on the bed, then watched the woman take her child away and throw her into the cold ditch.

An Lan's soul watched, and after giving birth, he was weak, ran over as if he was crazy, grabbed the woman's arm, and asked her where the child was?

When she said proudly that the child was in the ditch, An Lan ran towards the ditch again without hesitation-

She stumbling and hurt all over her body, she never cried out for pain, but the moment she saw the child, she collapsed.

When I saw myself breaking down and crying in my memory, I cried and blamed myself, An Lan's tears couldn't help but shed.

Feng Yu gently stroked An Lan's face, the wet corners of her eyes made him pause, and two lines of clear tears kept sliding from the corners of her eyes. An Lan in her sleep showed a painful expression and murmured: "Child, my child..."

Her voice was very light and hoarse. Feng Yu leaned over and leaned against her lips before he heard her as if she was muttering the name Nannan.
Chapter completed!