I was a conman in the Ming Dynasty.

Chapter 661 Deep love between mother and son

Chapter 661 Deep Mother-Son Bond

Wang Wenzhou fell into deep thought. Damn it! That bastard Lin Qing is too heartbreaking! They are all my babies, even if some are my favorites and some are not so much to my liking! But how can I bring myself to tell my babies to die?

Liu Libao looked at Wang Wenzhou with teary, confused eyes. Seeing that her nemesis dared not meet her gaze, Liu Libao knew that her nemesis would definitely not choose to let her live.

"My lord! If there is an afterlife, I would still be willing to be your concubine." Although Liu Libao spoke sincerely, she truly hated Wang Wenzhou to death in her heart.

Liu Li said this to make Wang Wenzhou feel guilty, remorseful, and regretful.

"Hey..." Lin Qing grinned and pointed at Wang Wenzhou, asking, "Hey Wang, you idiot, what's your choice? Say something!"

"Hmm..." Wang Wenzhou said with a wry smile, "Brother Lin, please give me some face, I beg you, please don't kill her, okay?"

"Haha!" Lin Qing patted Liu Li with his sword and laughed loudly, "Sister-in-law, it seems that Wang Shazi didn't choose you!"

Liu Li nodded with a bitter smile and said coldly, "Go ahead and do it. I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"

"Hmph!" Lin Qing snorted coldly and swung his sword down.

"Pfft..." Liu Libao's head fell to the ground with a thud. Liu Libao felt wronged. You rascal, you really don't love me!

"Fuck you! I'll fight you to the death!" Wang Wenzhou charged at Lin Qing like a madman.

But Wang Wenzhou had only run a few steps and was not yet in front of Lin Qing when he was stopped by the assassins that Lin Qing had brought.

"Lin Qing, you son of a bitch!" Wang Wenzhou was pinned to the ground by the assassins, struggling and cursing incessantly.

"Haha!" Lin Qing laughed triumphantly, saying, "Wang Shazi, shut up right now! If you don't shut up, I'm not going to leave you any descendants!"

Upon hearing this, the babies, especially those who had given birth to Xiaohua, all cried out, "Husband, please, stop scolding me!"

"Yes!" Wang Wenzhou nodded, biting his lip so hard it bled.

Lin Qing thought for a moment and then said, "Fool Wang, now let's make another choice regarding one of your sons."

"Come on! Bring a little fool up here." Lin Qing waved to the assassins who were holding the little flowers.

A bodyguard carrying a small flower walked over and handed it to Lin Qing.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Jiaobao screamed like a madwoman, "Lin Qing, let go of my son!"

"Haha!" Lin Qing laughed loudly, "Zhang Jiao, is this your son?"

Lin Qing held Zhang Sanhua and examined her for a while, then said with a smile, "Zhang Jiao, I must say, your son really does look like you. Although we're from the same hometown in Hanshan and have known each other for a long time, whether he lives or dies depends on what your Wang Shazi decides."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jiao burst into tears. She looked at Wang Wenzhou and pleaded, "Husband, please, let our Zhang Sanhua live! Father says that Zhang Sanhua looks most like you. Look how adorable he is! Husband, I can die, but our Zhang Sanhua cannot die!"

At this moment, Wang Wenzhou felt his heart breaking. Damn it! Lin Qing, that bastard, is so damn wicked! Like a cat catching a mouse, he won't just bite you to death, he'll torment you to death!

Wang Wenzhou was conflicted. The young women were all like his sons. As the saying goes, "Other people's wives are always better, but your own sons are always the best." Although Wang Wenzhou hated the young women for trying to take his baby away, what father would stand by and watch his own son die?

Even if he wasn't her biological son, but Jiang Xuyang, whom she had raised for so long, Wang Wenzhou had developed feelings for him and genuinely didn't want him to die.

Although Wang Wenzhou was unwilling to admit it, he had already decided in his heart which actress to choose; it definitely wouldn't be Zhang Sanhua.

Wang Wenzhou dared not look directly at Zhang Jiaobao, and could not bear to look at Zhang Sanhua either.

Zhang Sanhua was still young and clueless. When Lin Qing first held him, he cried his eyes out. But now, after Lin Qing teased him, he was laughing heartily!

Wang Wenzhou smiled bitterly to himself. "Youth is truly wonderful," he thought. "When you're young, even eating shit is a joy. Look at my Zhang Sanhua, facing death with such composure, almost like she's attained a profound enlightenment, laughing at life."

Lin Qing touched Zhang Sanhua's little face, looked at Wang Wenzhou, and asked, "Wang the Fool, say something! This is your son, you can't just leave him without saying anything, can you?"

Seeing Wang Wenzhou's appearance, Zhang Jiao was startled. She suddenly realized that her nemesis wouldn't be Zhang Sanhua. Thinking of this, she quickly cried out, "Wang Wenzhou! I'm begging you, please? Let our Zhang Sanhua live!"

“Husband, I did hit you when I first met you!” Zhang Jiao said, tears streaming down her face. She wiped her tears and continued, “But later, Grandpa taught me to listen to my husband. From then on, even if you slept with other girls, I never laid a hand on you again! A good Jiao is one who listens to her husband.”

"Husband! Since then, I've always been obedient to you! Can you please listen to me just this once? Let our Zhang Sanhua live?" Zhang Jiao looked at Wang Wenzhou silently, but her nemesis didn't say a word.

Wang Wenzhou gripped the ground tightly with both hands, his fingers digging into the mud until his nails bled. But he couldn't bring himself to say that his son should die.

Seeing that Wang Wenzhou remained unmoved, Zhang Jiao shouted like a madwoman, "I can't live without Zhang Sanhua!"

As soon as Zhang Jiao finished speaking, she grabbed the hand that was controlling her assassin and threw him to the ground with a back throw.

Then Zhang Jiao charged at Zhang Sanhua like a tiger.

Zhang Jiao realized that her nemesis didn't love her, and the man who didn't love her wouldn't love her son either. Now, she had to find a way to save her son herself. As for her nemesis, his heart wasn't with her and her son at all.

The three bodyguards beside Lin Qing quickly blocked Zhang Jiao's path and started fighting with her.

"Zhang Jiao! Stop!" Lin Qing shouted.

Zhang Jiao didn't think too much; she just wanted to rush over and rescue her son.

"Stop! Or I'll smash him to death right now!" Lin Qing lifted Zhang Sanhua high.

"Gagaga..." Zhang Sanhua thought Uncle Lin Qing was playing a game with her, and laughed so hard she was silly.

"Don't hurt him!" In an instant, Zhang Jiaobao was like a deflated paper tiger, surrendering without resistance.

Lin Qing held up Zhang Sanhua and asked, "Wang Shazi, I think I've figured it out. You don't want to choose either of these two, mother and child, do you?"

"Lin Qing, you son of a bitch!" Wang Wenzhou cursed.

Lin Qing looked at Zhang Jiao and said with a smile, "Zhang Jiao, see? This is the good husband you married. Once a man doesn't love his wife, it's hard for him to love the children she bears. That's why I say women must keep their eyes wide open when they marry, and never let a man deceive them!"

Zhang Jiao burst into tears. She looked at Wang Wenzhou and asked tenderly, "Husband, I just want to know, did you ever love me?"