madam is a squeamish

Little Yuzi rushed over, trying to grab An Qishan's mother, but was in vain.

Accompanied by a scream, there was a bang, like the sound of watermelon falling to the ground.

There were screams all around, and the ground was stained red with blood.

Xiaoyouzi rushed downstairs, and An Qishan's mother had died.

An Xiran, who was dying beside him, struggled and moved his hands.

There was still hatred in the difficult eyes, "Bastard, even if I die, you will not be your own."

When Mrs. An came, she saw An Xiran lying in a pool of blood.

He rushed over and shouted, "Xi Ran!" His eyes went dark, and he fainted at that time.

An Zeyuan hurriedly supported her.

Xiaoyouzi still stood where she was, stunned, looking at the people who came and went.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head and saw Yi Buran hurrying towards him.

Holding her half in his arms, he pressed her head against his chest. "

"do not look!"

Little Youzi held his sleeve tightly, and said softly, "I never thought that she would die with An Xiran in such a decisive way!"

There was a slight tremor and regret in the voice.

If she could grab An Qishan's mother in time, wouldn't she die?
Yi Buran hugged her, and patted her on the back silently to comfort her.

An Qishan's father, who lost his son and wife overnight, was in his thirties, and his hair was half gray.

Xiaoyuzi looked sad, watching An Qishan's father holding An Qishan's body and weeping bitterly, refusing to let go.

The clenched hands trembled faintly, remembering the first time the two met
"Little Yuzi, how did your sister fall?

Why don't you save her?Do you want to force your mother to death to be happy? "

Mrs. An pulled out the needle water in her hand, and went all the way to find it barefoot. When she saw the figure of Xiaoyuzi from a distance, she started to have a seizure.

Rushing over and grabbing her shoulder, tears filled with sorrow and despair, "You are so cruel, why can't you tolerate her like that?"

Yi Buran pulled her hand away and pushed her over.

He said sharply, "Madam An respects herself!"

Mrs. An burst into tears, with snot and tears, "Xiran died so miserable!"

An Zeyuan chased after her and held her hand, "Min Rou, calm down."

Mrs. An pushed him away, "How can I calm down, my daughter is dead, she is dead, how do you want me to calm down?"

Xiaoyouzi reached out and pulled Mrs. An, dragging her into the ward.

"Look carefully, this is the great masterpiece of your beloved daughter, to harm a living child like this?
If she is pitiful, aren't others pitiful?An Qishan is only eight years old! "

Perhaps it was because of too much energy, a little too much strength, forcing her to look at An Qishan's lifeless face.

"If I don't think about your love for me, and let her go many times, maybe An Qishan and his mother can live well."

Mrs. An was shocked when she saw An Qishan's pale face.

An Zeyuan became anxious, "Youyou."

Yi Buran stretched out his hand, stopped him at the door, and said coldly, "Mr. An, don't be impatient!"

"Just because she is your daughter, you blindly indulge and protect her.

Let her kill her adoptive father, harm her own father, instigate others to do evil for her own selfishness, and kill a young child.

Her life is her life, isn't it the lives of others? "

Mrs. An shook her head and cried loudly, looking at An Qishan's face, she recalled An Xiran's various actions in her mind.

Prostrate on the ground crying to death.

An Zeyuan's face was embarrassing at the door, full of remorse and guilt.

The wrong things An Xiran did time and time again, from childhood to adulthood, were all covered up by them.