Mr. He's heart beats the world with his beauty

Chapter 119
Fang Xueqi pointed at He Xiaoya.

He Xiaoya's face was pale, and she didn't understand what Fang Xueqi was doing at their wedding: "Fang Xueqi, I'm your future cousin, how could you treat me like this and ruin my wedding, what good will it do you? "

"Bah!" Fang Xueqi gave He Xiaoya a disgusted look.

Contemptuous eyes, like looking at worthless garbage.

"What kind of cousin are you? You don't think that if my cousin sleeps with you, you will really fly from a sparrow to a branch and become a phoenix, right?"

Fang Xueqi giggled, and under the surprised and puzzled eyes of the guests, she raised the corner of her mouth and turned on the recording on her mobile phone.

"Listen to yourself, the truth is in this recording!"

Han Zicheng was surprised when he heard his own voice from the recording.

He rushed to snatch Fang Xueqi's cell phone, and turned it off in a hurry, but it was still a step too late.

His words of begging Song Lan to elope have already been broadcast...

The entire church was dead silent, and even the benevolent and kind priest had his eyes wide open, unable to explain the situation in front of him.

The bouquet in He Xiaoya's hand fell to his feet with a thud: "Han Zicheng, so, so you think so...so you never planned to marry me all this time?"

"No, Xiaoya, Xiaoya, listen to my explanation..."

"Stop talking, I won't listen, what did I do wrong, why did God punish me like this, Han Zicheng, I don't owe you anything, and I don't have to marry you, if you don't want to marry me, you should tell me earlier, Instead of making me a laughing stock!"

He Xiaoya covered her face, turned and ran out.

The bride's veil wobbled and fell to the ground, leaving gray and black footprints on it.

Song Lan didn't expect this situation to happen. Before she had time to condemn Han Zicheng and Fang Xueqi, she picked up her bag and chased them out.

"Xiaoya, wait for me, things are not what you think!"

Han Zicheng also realized that things were getting serious, so he ran out.

Most of the people in the church chased them out immediately.

He Xiaoya ran so fast that she didn't see a truck speeding by the side of the road.

bang!
He Xiaoya's thin and frail body was thrown straight away by the truck, rolled several times, and fell to the ground motionless.

Scarlet blood bloomed under her body, dyeing the pure white wedding dress red...

After chasing after seeing this scene, Song Lan's pupils constricted, and she rushed forward in pain.

"Xiaoya, Xiaoya, wake up, call an ambulance, quickly call an ambulance!!"

……

He Xiaoya's surgery lasted a whole day and night.

When she came out, the doctor was exhausted, and Song Lan rushed over: "Doctor, Xiaoya, how is she?"

The doctor was silent for a while, then looked around at everyone: "Which of you is He Xiaoya's family?"

Han Zicheng walked over with a haggard face, still wearing yesterday's bloody gown.

"It's me, I'm He Xiaoya's husband."

The doctor nodded and said to him solemnly: "We have tried our best, but the patient's brain center has been severely damaged, and the prefrontal cortex has been damaged. I'm afraid he won't be able to wake up. Your family members must prepare for the worst."

Song Lan's body was trembling, and her crow's eyelashes were wet with tears.

"Doctor, do you mean that Xiaoya will die?"

"That's not true." The doctor said, "However, she is very likely to become a vegetative state, and it will be difficult for her to come back to life."

As the doctor said, he stepped forward and patted Han Zicheng's shoulder, who was in a daze.

He didn't know about the bloody incident that happened at the wedding. He thought it was just an accident happened to the young couple at the wedding, and persuaded him earnestly: "It's not like the vegetable has a chance to wake up. Next, it's up to your family members."

He Xiaoya was pushed out by the nurse.

The pale little face would never cry or smile again, she who was supposed to be a bride today lay here quietly, losing the chance to open her eyes.

Fang Xueqi walked over with three steps.

After getting mad at He Xiaoya at the wedding yesterday, she ran home, took a shower, ate, drank, and slept. When she heard that He Xiaoya had undergone an operation, she came to the hospital to check on the situation.

"Cousin, how is He Xiaoya, is she dead? After such a long operation, she must be unable to save her, and there is no way to recover, right?" Fang Xueqi speculated wickedly.

She didn't want He Xiaoya to still be alive, she would really treat this kind of woman with no family background, looks, and abilities to enter the Han family's door, and be her cousin--she Fang Xueqi's face, where is she going to put it! ?

Song Lan turned her head, the anger in her eyes was like flames floating on ice, scorching people to the bone.

"Fang Xueqi, are you still human? How did He Xiaoya offend you? Are you going to curse her like that?"

Fang Xueqi said disapprovingly: "Am I wrong? She has such a poor physique. She looks soft and weak. She will definitely not survive. It's unlucky to seek death on the day of the wedding!"

Before Fang Xueqi finished speaking, she saw Han Zicheng, who had been keeping his head down all the time, suddenly raised his head, staring at her with burning eyes.

Fang Xueqi felt a little guilty, and took two steps back: "Cousin, why are you looking at me like that?"

Han Zicheng didn't speak, his face was tense, he raised his hand, and slapped Fang Xueqi hard.

The voice was cold: "Fang Xueqi, are you awake?"

This slap used [-]% of the strength to slap Fang Xueqi over the head.

She looked at Han Zicheng aggrievedly, and the cry exploded with the roar: "Han Zicheng, why do you hit me? Even if you are my cousin, you can't do this to me! Can't you see that I'm helping you? Since you don't want to be with He Xiaoya, I will help you break off the engagement with her, what did I do wrong!"

"He Xiaoya has no grievances with you, and Han Zicheng also gave up his promise to get married. It's all because of you, Fang Xueqi, all because of you!"

Song Lan clenched her palms tightly, not even knowing that her nails had scratched her palms.

The bright red blood snaked down along the lines, dripped at her feet, and splashed one after another on the porcelain white floor tiles.

"Why on earth are you doing this!"

Fang Xueqi glared fiercely at Song Lan with reddened eyes, smashing the jar.

"Okay, you want to know why, then I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything!"

"Because I hate you, because you snatched away He Chaozhi, and because you rejected my cousin and forced my cousin to marry this unworthy woman, so I, Fang Xueqi, want to take revenge on you, and I am right!"

Fang Xueqi roared like a madman.

Song Lan covered He Xiaoya's ears in despair.

Even knowing she couldn't hear, she did it.

Fang Xueqi - is simply not human.

"That's enough Fang Xueqi, stop messing around."

Han Zicheng pulled the two women away with gloomy eyes.

He said exhaustedly: "Go home and pack your luggage. I'll get someone to buy you a plane ticket for tomorrow, so you can get out of the country and calm down. If you dare to come back without my permission—"

"I'll break your leg!!"

(End of this chapter)