The wealthy and the cold are chasing love: the cute little wife

Chapter 116 Life and death parting (28)

A slender hand stretched out and placed it on her back...

Danqing is like a lost soul puppet, the whole body has been greatly stimulated, his eyes are dull and empty, and the words are playing back in his head: push her down, push her down...

Hate her to death?

Seeing Yingying push her hard on the back, Linda was so frightened that she was scared out of her wits and screamed, "Dandan, be careful."

Danqing's body shook, and her survival instinct made her subconsciously grab the handle and hold on tightly.

My mind is blank, I can't think about anything, I can't think.

Yingying desperately tried to break her hand, trying to push her down, but she held on too tightly and refused to let go.

The two were entangled in a ball, hot sweat trickled down drop by drop, and the sweat ran down the back of the cheeks, like it was fished out of the river.

LINDA looked terrified, felt that there was no way to reach the end of the dozen or so steps of the stairs, it was as long as a human life, and there was never an end in sight.

She wished she could fly over to help her daughter, she was so anxious that she was going crazy, a figure behind her grabbed her clothes and pulled them down desperately.

She vomited blood angrily, the anger in her heart was burning wildly, and she pushed her backhand hard, "Stop, don't pull, let go."

Mrs. Han couldn't stand still, "Go away, ah..."

A tragic scream broke all the chaos, and everyone watched Madam Han rolling down the stairs, one floor after another, as if there was no end.

Danqing's face turned completely pale, she pushed Yingying away and stood up, then stumbled and ran down, "Mom."

No, if it's a nightmare, stop it, she can't bear such a tragic scene.

Nothing can happen, no, brother will not be able to bear it.

Yingying was also terrified, trembling all over, "Auntie."

Linda stared blankly at the falling figure, a little at a loss, then looked at her hands, dumbfounded.

As soon as Han Shaozhe returned home, he was greeted by such a terrifying scene. His mother rolled down at his feet, her head was covered with blood, her face was dripping with blood, and her eyes were wide open unwillingly.

His heartache was unstoppable, and he knelt down on the ground, his eyes were flushed, and tears flowed down uncontrollably. The man did not cry easily, because it was not the time to be sad.

"Mom, Mom, how are you? Don't scare me, hold on, I'll take you to the hospital right away."

He was frightened, he only had a mother covered in blood in his eyes, no matter how angry he was, she would always be his beloved mother.

Mrs. Han held her son's hand tightly with her left hand, panting heavily, every breath made her tremble with pain, her right hand trembled towards the stairs, "Azhe, my... son, it was Han Danqing who pushed me the...she hates me..."

Shao Zhe followed his gaze, and there was a terrified girl standing on the stairs, the closest to him, the most familiar eyebrows, the most familiar face, the most familiar facial features, but at this time he could not recognize it strangely, is this Han Danqing? ?His favorite person?

She... pushed the fuck downstairs?

Dan Qing's face was as pale as paper, and he was dumbfounded, why do you say that?Why put all the blame on her?
She was so anxious that she was sweating profusely, "I didn't, I didn't push it, brother, you have to believe me."

But no matter how you look at it, it's just a sophistry after a guilty conscience, and Dou Da's sweat is all evidence of crime.

Mrs. Han's lips turned white and she was shaking non-stop. Blood flowed down her cheeks and wet her clothes. "She... pushed me...it hurts..."

(End of this chapter)