Chapter: 1199

Fu Xiaoyao jumped up from the hospital bed, "Why did you do this? What did you do to Aunt Song?"

"What can I do? A fat woman, I can still fuck her, but I just knocked her out." Fu Zixuan said lightly, the malice in his tone couldn't be concealed.

Fu Xiaoyao's body trembled, her eyes turned red with anger, "You...why did you do this?"

"If I don't do this, how can I get here smoothly?" Fu Zixuan looked at her like an idiot.

Fu Xiaoyao thought of something, and tightened her grip on the railing of the hospital bed, "It's you, you made the phone call just now? Did you pay Aunt Song on purpose?"

"You're still a little smart, it's okay, I hit you." Fu Zixuan lifted his chin triumphantly.

Fu Xiaoyao showed blue veins on the back of her hand, "Why did you do this?"

"Why?" Fu Zixuan lowered his head and let out a sinister laugh, "Because I hate, because I hate you!"

Fu Xiaoyao was stunned, "Hate me?"

"That's right, you are the person I hate the most in my life." Fu Zixuan looked at her with a distorted expression.

It was the first time that Fu Xiaoyao saw him showing such deep-seated hatred towards her, she opened her mouth, and only after a while did she make a sound, "Actually, I have never understood, why do you hate me?"

"Did you see my hand?" Fu Xiaoyao let go of her arms, raised her right hand that had been hidden in her sleeve, and put it in front of her.

When Fu Xiaoyao saw this hand, her pupils trembled twice.

The hand in front of him was no longer a complete hand, it was missing five fingers, and only one palm was left on it, which looked a little leaky.

Fu Xiaoyao only glanced at it, then looked away.

"This hand was cut off by your husband Lu Hanchuan." Fu Zixuan tore off his sleeve, and hid the mutilated hand in the sleeve.

Fu Xiaoyao sighed, "If you have hatred for me because of this hand, I can understand, but what I don't understand is "Xin, where did your hatred for me come from before, we were so close when we were young. "

"You really forgot." Fu Zixuan sneered.

Fu Xiaoyao frowned, "Forgot? What exactly are you referring to? Can you explain clearly."

"Okay, since you said that, I'll let you remember it again. Do you remember my fifth birthday?" Fu Zixuan's eyes became distant.

Fu Xiaoyao nodded, "I remember."

"My mother asked you to take me out to buy cakes that day. I sprained my foot. You thought I was in the way, so you handed me over to a stranger and left..."

Hearing this, Fu Xiaoyao pursed her lips, "I didn't leave by myself."

"But in my opinion, you just left. Do you know who that stranger is?" Fu Zixuan looked at her indifferently.

Fu Xiaoyao had a bad premonition in her heart, her lips moved, but she didn't speak. JrNovels.com