Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

He Chunwang looked at mu Yuan and seemed to be thinking about something. He was a little silent, and his gaze made one's scalp go numb. Mu Yuan sat quietly and did not move, thinking about many old things.

Outside the monitoring room, Jack looked at mu Yuan without blinking.

During this period, mu Yuan had lost a lot of weight. From the side, his facial features were more and more defined. The incandescent light in the monitoring room shone on he Chunwang's head, reflecting a dead white and blue-black color.

He was like an old man in his twilight years and a young man full of vitality.

However, he Chunwang was younger than mu Yuan by two years.

"Do you have any other wishes?" Mu Yuan asked.

"There is." He Chunwang was a little sad."People have wishes when they're alive. Otherwise, who would be willing to deal with a terminal illness like this?"

Mu Yuan asked,"what wish do you have?"

"What wish do I have? will you fulfill it?"

"If you want to eat a bowl of curry seafood noodles, I can satisfy you." That was he Chunwang's favorite food. When he was in Myanmar he liked things that contained curry. Things like curry beef brisket, curry duck, curry chicken, etc. Were all his favorites. His favorite was curry seafood noodles. He had once recommended it to mu Yuan crazily. Mu Yuan, who had a hard time accepting the food culture there, had unexpectedly accepted this recommendation.

On afternoons many years ago, they often ate curry seafood noodles and drank a glass of brandy by the swimming pool. They lived a very comfortable life. He Chunwang said that he hoped that Xiao Yuan could always drink and eat noodles with him.

That year, he Chunwang's smile was very innocent and bright.

"I don't like to eat it anymore."

Mu Yuan's heart ached. That's right, me too.

She didn't like to eat it anymore.

Lehmann was very dissatisfied outside the monitoring room."What is major mu Yuan talking about? why did we invite him here? don't we have any points? It's a waste of time to talk nonsense with he Chunwang. Let's just make him speak. "

Jack turned to look at Lehmann expressionlessly."You talk too much."

Lehmann shrunk her neck and did not dare to say another word.

Anderson wasn't the only one standing outside the surveillance room. In order to prevent Anderson from making a false confession, Roosevelt's agents were watching, recording, and observing if they were colluding with each other.

Wesley said heartlessly,"you're paranoid."

You're speaking as if you're very important and worth their family's time and effort to frame!

These words were said in front of Roosevelt, and Roosevelt, who was of the same generation as John Anderson, was so angry that he couldn't say a word.

"Then what wish do you have?"

He Chunwang smiled."I hope you can die with me."

His words made one's hair stand on end. The people standing outside all felt that he Chunwang was seriously ill.

"Take this wish to hell and personally beg the King of Hell."

The crowd was speechless.

The perverts didn't know who the King of Hell was, and they were all dumbfounded.

Jack could not help but laugh.

"It seems that little Yuan has rejected it."

"Don't act up," Mu Yuan said in a cold voice,"why don't you tell me the truth? how did you bring King down these few years? who was the one who provided King with weapons and money? try to get a probation. It's better to live a miserable life. The longer you live, the more you'll miss me."

Jack was left speechless.

What was this bastard saying?

He deserved a beating!

He Chunwang seemed to have regained his senses."Hahaha, that's right. Lieutenant Colonel Anderson must be furious if he hears this from outside."

"It's none of his business,"

The people outside looked at Lieutenant Colonel Anderson's expression. No one could tell if he was happy or unhappy. In any case, he had a cold expression as if his wife had died.