"Okay, Mom, don't say it," Jin Zeming stepped forward and hugged her.

She looked up at her smiling son, a little unable to suppress the sadness in her heart, tears rolled down one by one like beads that had fallen off the thread, "I knew this was the case, I shouldn't have entered this door...... Mom is useless, so useless...... In fact, your father was not a ruthless person before, and your grandfather was waiting for money for surgery in the hospital, and it was he who saved your grandfather's life...... I wasn't wrong, I shouldn't have secretly conceived you......"

Jin Zeming didn't speak, just gently patted Chen Nanqian's back.

Chen Nanqian cried, looking at her son with tears in her eyes, "But I want you again, son, when I found out that I was pregnant, I was really happy." I thought at that time, no matter how difficult it is, I will give birth to you. Know how lonely I would be without you. But seeing you like this, my heart hurts again...... Mom's heart aches...... Otherwise, go back to the United States! But I can't bear you...... I can't bear to ...... you."

She hugged her son, who was much taller than her, thinking about the grievances he had suffered in the Jin family over the years, her heart hurt like a knife, and the scars seemed to be bloody.

She has always been very entangled, feeling that it was a mistake to choose to be with Jin Shaotang back then, but without this mistake, where would she have such a beloved son.

"Zeming, find a good woman! Perhaps, if you get married, your father will not lose his temper at any time and say that he wants you to go back to the United States. Moreover, there are some things that you know in your heart, Xiangyun ......"

"Okay, Mom, you go back to the house and rest, and don't argue with Dad about me anymore." Jin Zeming interrupted Chen Nanqian's words, grabbed her shoulders and gently pushed her to the door.

"Hey! I'll help you wipe the medicine! ”

"I'll just do it myself...... It's late......" Jin Zeming was worried that his mother saw the injuries on his body, and sighed there again, crying and sad.

Seeing her son close the door, Chen Nanqian, who was standing at the door, sighed.

……

Jin Zeming turned off the ceiling light in the room and turned on the bedside lamp, and suddenly the light was dim and soft.

When he entered the bathroom, he stood in front of the mirror and took off his shirt, and his movements brought the injuries on his body, making him frown slightly. Turning slightly to the side, he saw in the mirror the two red and swollen scars on his left arm and shoulder.

The scar was much higher than the skin, and it looked a little creepy on the surface, he raised his hand and touched it gently, and his sexy thin lips were pursed tightly.

Jin Shaotang has never shown mercy to him, maybe in the eyes of that old man, they are strangers with blood relations at best.

No, maybe it's not even a stranger.

Instead of rubbing the medicine, he took off all his clothes and stood under the shower, opened the hose, and let the cold water wash over his body.

"You killed Zeheng......"

Jin Shaotang's angry roar sounded in his ears, and he suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart, and raised his face and rubbed his cheeks vigorously with his palm.

For a while, he still couldn't suppress the endless pain, his hand supported the glass of the shower room, bent down slightly, and breathed painfully with his mouth grown.

It wasn't until he recovered his strength that he quickly finished the shower with a tense face, grabbed a large towel and wiped it, and wrapped a white bath towel around his waist.