The return of the rich and powerful family

Chapter 1 The Death of My Daughter
In the dark night, a shocking bolt of lightning split the sky like a sharp blade.

Immediately afterwards, a thunderstorm rang in his ears, and Fang Qiao couldn't help but flinch.

The sequelae left by those years in the mental hospital made her always tremble like a frightened bird. Outside the car window, the heavy rain curtain never stopped.

The cold weather caused her chronic illness to break out. She coughed a few times, and there was a big cloud of bright red blood on her palm.

There was also blood gurgling out of his nose, Fang Qiao stretched out his hand to cover it in a panic...

Fang Qiao, you will be fine, no, your daughter is still waiting for you, you must not fall down, Fang Qiao, hold on!
She encouraged herself over and over again.Her body has already collapsed completely, and it is only because of her daughter that she has survived until now.

"Master, can you drive faster?" Fang Qiao urged anxiously.

"Miss, please be considerate, it's not easy to drive a taxi this day..."

The driver responded impatiently. Not only was the speed not fast, but it also slowed down a lot.

Fang Qiao clenched her fists tightly, her long nails stuck into her palms, and there were black blood stains in her palms.

She shouldn't have been so restless, but the nanny said that Bao'er had a severe fever, and it had been almost two days.

The Fang family was making a full moon wedding ceremony for Fang Anping and Wu Jingya's newborns, and there was no one in the family to take care of Bao'er.

In this weather, the nanny didn't dare to take Bao'er out casually, so she had to call Fang Qiao.If the fever doesn't subside, Bao'er will...

The Fang family, she didn't want to take half a step now, but she had to show up at this time!
Bao'er, already her all and only hope, kept her from falling down!

If she hadn't cared about Bao'er, she would have been unable to survive the four years in the mental hospital.

"Miss, here we are!"

The taxi driver's words woke Fang Qiao up. Without looking at it, she took out some money and threw it to the driver. She rushed out in the pouring rain, and rushed to the place where she had lived for many years but was robbed of her. Home.

In the brightly lit Fang's villa, Bao'er's father, Fang Anping, is toasting everyone with Wu Jingya, thanking everyone for coming tonight's newborn's full moon ceremony.

There was a strong fire in Fang Qiao's eyes. Her ex-husband and her best friend were happily holding the child to receive blessings and praises, while her six-year-old daughter was burning in the room.

The janitor stopped her, his eyes showing contempt, no matter how much Fang Qiao begged, he couldn't move him to let her in.

The cold heavy rain made Fang Qiao's whole world seem to be floating on the unknown sea, and the whole Fang family seemed to be on a luxury cruise ship, brightly lit and colorful, and a lively banquet was held extravagantly.

Fang Qiao was in the cold heavy rain, but his heart was like ants on a hot pot.

At this moment, Wu Jingya in the room looked this way, saw Fang Qiao who was like a drenched chicken in the heavy rain, and smiled contemptuously with the corners of her lips raised.

The eldest lady of the Fang family, who used to be so arrogant and defiant, will be reduced to where she is today!This, compared to simply locking Fang Qiao in a mental hospital, made her feel more satisfied and excited!

Wu Jingya gave some instructions to the people next to her in a low voice, and then looked proudly at Fang Qiao's figure rushing into the living room eagerly in the rain.

Fang Qiao didn't have time to think why the janitor let her in so readily. As soon as she entered the living room, she ran towards the stairs. Bao'er's room was upstairs.

The guests in the hall were startled by the ghostly Fang Qiao, and couldn't help whispering.

Fang Qiao's ex-husband Fang Anping frowned, and with a wave of his hand, several bodyguards around him rushed up, grabbed Fang Qiao and threw him in the middle of the room.

Fang Qiao, covered in rain and blood, fell in the middle of the room with a hoarse voice, grabbing Fang Anping's trouser leg and screaming, "Fang Anping, please save Bao'er, let Bao'er come with me! Let Bao'er follow me!" Follow me!"

There was a heated discussion in the hall, and everyone recognized this as Fang Qiao, the eldest lady of the Fang family who left the Fang family six years ago.

"I heard that Fang Qiao was arrogant and indulgent since she was a child. She beat and scolded people around her unreasonably. Not only did she disrespect the elders in her family, she even ignored the shareholders of the company. Tsk tsk, being famous is worse than meeting each other. Look at this, She really looks like a shrew!"

"Yeah, I'm still ashamed to have a child now, but she was caught and raped in bed back then, and that's why she lost her eligibility to raise the child."

"Later it was said that she was still addicted to drinking and sex, and her brain was broken. She stayed in a mental hospital for four years. She came out in the past two years, but there was only an empty shelf that was hollowed out by drinking and sex. .”

"It's a pity, it's a pity. After all, she is a beautiful woman, and she has made trouble like this. I think Fang's family is benevolent. If I had been beaten out with a stick."

"A husband and wife can be kind for a hundred days, maybe Fang Anping is still reluctant..."

The last person who spoke, looked up and saw Wu Jingya's gaze, and quickly closed his mouth.

Fang Qiao shook her head vigorously, it's not like this, it's not like this, it's not like this at all, everything is not like this.

It was all the conspiracy and framing of the Fang family, which pushed her step by step to the current situation, but she couldn't explain to everyone one by one, and no one would believe her anymore.

At this moment, she only wanted her daughter to be safe and sound.

These words and comments were clearly heard in Fang Anping's ears, his cold lips were slightly bent, with a little meanness, and he was about to speak.

The father Fang Qishan standing next to him stood up, and immediately said condescendingly to Fang Qiao: "Fang Qiao, you betrayed Anping and the entire Fang family first, and you don't know how to keep yourself clean and don't obey women's morals. How could Bao'er follow a mother like you? Get out of here." Bar!"

"No, no, no, Bao'er has a fever, you ask me to take her to the hospital, you ask me to take her to the hospital! Please, please! Bao'er is your granddaughter, from your Fang family Bloodline, please!"

As Fang Qiao said, she prostrated herself at the foot of Fang Qishan in a crazy manner. She knew that in this family, Fang Anping listened to Fang Qishan in everything. Only with Fang Qishan's permission could she see Bao'er.

She hugged Fang Qishan's leg and begged, her clothes were soaked, her hair was disheveled, blood was all over her body, she looked inexplicably horrified.

"Throw her out!" Fang Qishan was a little annoyed and disgusted, and after finishing speaking, he turned to appease the guests.

Fang Anping's grip on the red wine glass was slightly relaxed, and the corners of his slightly drooping lips were gradually raised.

He had no objection to his father Fang Qishan's actions. He turned his head and showed a gentle and loving smile to Wu Jingya and the child in his arms. He could clearly see the image of a good son, a good father and a good husband.

(End of this chapter)