The return of the rich and powerful family

Chapter 2 Rebirth 12 years old

The bodyguards in charge threw Fang Qiao out, and many good-hearted guests did not forget to look outside.

In the heavy rain, Fang Qiao stood downstairs and shouted upstairs: "Bao'er, Bao'er?"

"Mommy? Mommy?" A thin, silky voice came from the window sill on the third floor.

Fang Qiao wept with joy, and shouted loudly: "Bao'er, Mommy is here, Mommy is here! Bao'er, don't come down, don't come down..."

Fang Qiao's voice changed from surprise to panic. In the heavy rain, she saw that Bao'er did not climb up the window sill by herself. Behind her, a black figure reached out to Bao'er, grabbed Bao'er, and moved forward a second later. push……

Seeing this scene, Fang Qiao was terrified: "No...don't!"

The 6-year-old Bao'er fell down the stairs in front of Fang Qiao, making a muffled "plop" sound!

Even though Fang Qiao stretched out his arm ahead of time, it was still a second late and he didn't catch his daughter.

"Bao'er! Bao'er!" Fang Qiao uttered a shrill cry and fell down in front of her daughter's body.

Fang Qiao crawled over and hugged Bao'er's small body into her arms, feeling completely out of control: "Bao'er? Bao'er? Bao'er? Mommy is here, Mommy is here! Answer Mommy... Baoer Son!"

The little Bao'er twitched and struggled, experiencing the last pain before death, Fang Qiao hugged her tightly, tears melted into the heavy rain.

Bao'er stretched out her small hand and placed it in Fang Qiao's palm, then completely stopped moving, unable to respond to her mother's words, and could no longer enjoy her mother's tenderness.

A thunderbolt blew past Bao'er's and Fang Qiao's equally pale faces.

Before holding her daughter's small body, Fang Qiao's heart was completely emptied.

The heavy rain poured down, and all the blood was quickly washed away, only the evil and filth of this world were buried in this seemingly clean world.

Fang Qiao's heart ached and stopped, her breathing stopped, and her mind went blank.

Someone in the hall saw this scene and came out, some were talking, and some were commenting, "A good little girl was killed by her own mother!"

"It's a real mother. It's fine if I have a brain problem, and my daughter will suffer along with it."

Fang Qiao didn't listen to a word, she was completely hopeless, she didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly stood up from the rain, the blood that kept gushing from her nose made her look terrifying, no one around her dared Go up and stop her!
She took a fruit knife from the fruit section of the buffet and walked towards Fang Qishan step by step.

Her former "father", current ex-father-in-law, and her daughter's grandfather have used various methods to force Fang Qiao's mother to death since this man appeared in this family, and used her son Fang Anping to marry Fang Qiao to get everything. family property, killed nearly 6-year-old Bao'er!

He took everything from Fang Qiao, her mother, her daughter, her property, her health, her pride and self-esteem, all her beliefs and hopes!

Fang Qiao's knife carried all the remorse in it. She only hated that she had believed in his pretense of being a loving father before, and she only hated herself for not realizing his ugly face and purpose too late. She hated it so much!

Bao'er, she must avenge Bao'er!
Fang Qiao, who was covered in blood like a ghost, rushed towards Fang Qishan. There was a commotion in the crowd, and a large number of bodyguards immediately surrounded Fang Qishan.

Fang Qiao didn't get close to Fang Qishan's side at all, when she was caught and pushed to the ground, there was a clear sound of bones breaking, and a sharp fruit knife scratched her face.

But Fang Qiao couldn't feel the pain anymore, she was already numb, and there was only one word in her heart...Hate!

She stood up again, but she couldn't break through the wall, and was pushed to the ground again and again.

Every time Fang Qiao was pushed down, one or two of Fang Qiao's bones would shatter, making a horrible cracking sound.

And the fruit knife in her hand, apart from hurting herself badly, did not harm anyone else at all, let alone Fang Qishan.

But Fang Qiao is still persisting, the body has lost strength, only the soul drags the body to persist.Everything is in vain, she is still persisting.

She hates, the burning hatred burns her soul!

If this happened again and again, the bodyguard got annoyed and threw Fang Qiao on the ground, kicked off the fruit knife in her hand, and trampled her under his feet.

There was no expression on Fang Qishan's face. Looking at the crazy Fang Qiao, he said in a low voice, "A woman who doesn't know what is good or bad. If I had known this day, I shouldn't have kept her until today."

After finishing speaking, Fang Qishan said to the bodyguards beside him: "I reward you!"

The bodyguards felt a little joy in their hearts. Fang Qiao, the eldest lady of the Fang family, was a well-known beauty. Even when she was so downcast that people hated ghosts, in this city A, there was no woman who would dare to be with Fang Qiao. Say you are the number one beauty!

I've wanted to taste this beauty for a long time... Some people are already gearing up and eager to try it!
Fang Qiao sat up suddenly at the last moment, her bright black eyes were covered with a misty mist, and when she looked closely, there was a void in her eyes, like a beautiful doll that had lost its soul.

It's just that the blood and rain made her look very downcast, like a gorgeous flower blooming in blood, which made it difficult for people to look directly at her.

The deep hatred that flashed in her eyes actually made the bodyguard let go of his hand in fright. At the same time as he let go, Fang Qiao bit the tip of her tongue without thinking!
Such despair and pain, Fang Qiao bit off a finger when the bodyguard tried to stop him!
Everyone screamed.

The hall was filled with blood.

The focus in Fang Qiao's eyes gradually dissipated, but the hatred and regret did not disappear at all...

"Boa? Boa?"

Fang Qiao subconsciously called out her daughter's name, moved her fingers slowly, and woke up from the chaos.

My head hurts so much, thinking of the scene in the bloody confusion, Bao'er's pale face is in my mind, I can't help but reach out and touch it by the side.

Shouted again: "Bao'er? Bao'er?"

"Miss, miss, are you awake?"

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice rang in Fang Qiao's ears, and a figure rushed over and hugged Fang Qiao into his arms, "Oh, miss, you finally woke up, you scared me to death! You have been in a coma for a whole day!" It's been seven days and seven nights, I'm going to call the doctor, just wait!"

Fang Qiao listened to these words in surprise, looked up at the person in front of her, stretched out her hand to hold her hand, and asked in confusion and surprise: "You are Rong's mother? Where is Bao'er? Where is Bao'er?"

Mother Rong was the one who brought up Fang Qiao single-handedly since she was a child. She was the nanny specially chosen by Fang Qiao's mother, Qiao Jin.

But Rong Ma was sent away by Fang Qishan after Qiao Jin passed away in a car accident when Fang Qiao was 12 years old. Fang Qiao never saw Rong Ma again...

(End of this chapter)