The female bodyguard was shocked, and stopped her immediately, “Mrs. Mu, do not read it!”

But it was too late.

Shen Qingkong opened the newspaper.

On the most striking front page headline, there were bold and red big characters: “I, Lin Zhiqiu, on behalf of my husband, decided to split with Shen Qingkong as a father (mother). We’ll be independent with each other from now on.”

With the newspaper falling down from her hands, Shen Qingkong could not stand straightly. Those words were just like thousands of poisonous needles, punching her overwhelmed with sorrows.

Split with me as a father (mother) …

Independent with each other from now on…

Shen Qingkong’s eyes turned red. She bit her lips with strength. She thought it might be good, because she would not encumber her mother.

She touched her lower abdomen with her cold fingers, showing slight gentleness in her gentle actions.

“Are you ok, Mrs. Mu?” The female bodyguard was on the alert. She was afraid that Shen Qingkong would hurt herself due to the mental attack.

But Shen Qingkong did not. She smiled, and ate the whole bowl of chicken soup noodles made by Nanny Wu.

The female bodyguard felt relieved, but thought that Shen Qingkong was too ruthless. She was so indifferent to her mother.

The weather was not good on the seventh day after Shen Qingkong’s dad died. There were low dark clouds and ice-cold and piercing cold air.

Shen Qingkong was wrapped by an overcoat. Refusing to be sent by the driver, she drove to the cemetery on Canshan Mountain.

She missed her father very much since she had never seen him for long.

Holding a bunch of white daisy in her arms, she walked upstairs to her father’s tombstone. She heard some strange noises when she got closer.

“Ah…slower… Linxuan, you are so wild…Ah, ah…”

Yu Youyou was pressed on the tombstone with mess dress, and her naked legs circled around the waist of the man. Her delicate and pretty face with some wrinkles was full of charms due to love from the man.

Yu Youyou saw Shen Qingkong, and then she pushed the moving man. She wriggled her body, and seemed anxious, “Linxuan, stop, it’s your wife.”

“Hush… be quiet…” the man tapped on the hip of Yu Youyou. His hoarse voice gave out thick sexual passion. He did not turn around or pay attention to the woman standing behind him. He held the waist of Yu Youyou with force, and moved more fiercely.

He said close to the ears of the woman emotionally, “I love you, Youyou.”

Then they were fiercer.

She could hear continuous fierce collision sounds of the two people, including the low roar of the man and the groans of the women… Shen Qingkong was totally destroyed by the extravagant noises.

The daisy in her hands fell on the ground, and she was trembling due to anger. Her husband was making love with the murderer who killed her father in front of the tombstone of her father!

Mu Linxuan!

How could you act like this! You beast!

Shen Qingkong felt so cold as if she was thrown into an ice world. The world she was keeping seriously was totally destroyed, with nothing left.

There was a mess in her mind. There was something screaming next to her ears, urging her. Her accumulated hate was rolling over and over, making her lose her head.

“Ah!”

Shen Qingkong screamed sadly and shrilly, and rushed at them at full split.

However, she was blocked by the bodyguards before she got closer to them.

“Mrs. Mu, please calm down. The boss will be angry if he knows that.”

Angry?

Should she care about if Mu Linxuan was angry?

They killed her dad, and did such disgusting things in front of the tombstone of him!

She really wanted to kill them!

I Lost Myself and more ahead on Flying Lines.