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Chapter 9 I Will Die With You
Qin Ye's room was in a mess.

The closet was pushed, and all the clothes inside were pulled out, one by one ripped into strips.

The pillows and quilts are underfoot, and the best eiderdown quilts have fallen apart at this moment, with feathers all over the floor.

There are still many floating in the air.

Bamboo baskets with flowers were stuck on the wall, and the flowers were scattered all over the ground. The bamboo baskets were pulled crookedly, and the bamboo strips were pulled out.

The originally elegant room seemed to have been visited by robbers at this moment.

No, it's even more exaggerated than being robbed.

"Come on, come on, you will die together..."

On the balcony, Qin Shuyi, who was dressed in a dark purple cheongsam, held a fruit knife in her hand and pressed it against her neck.

Whenever the people in the room took a step forward, she made a gesture to stab them in the neck.

No one dared to step forward.

A doctor and two nurses stood by, helpless.

The other two servants were tentatively trying to go up and restrain Qin Shuyi, but they were afraid of the knife in Qin Shuyi's hand and did not dare to step forward.

The scene was so deadlocked.

Uncle Tong's face was about to wrinkle into a bitter gourd.

Seeing Jun Moting was like seeing a savior, "Master..."

Jun Moting's face was so gloomy that water could drip from it.

He had only heard about the scene of his mother falling ill.

And this was the first time he saw it with his own eyes.

He raised his eyes to look at the doctor, but saw that his face was white and his eyes were anxious.

Jun Moting's face darkened even more.

Clenching his fists, Jun Moting felt that the anger in his heart was almost uncontrollable.

For the first time in his life, something made him feel at a loss as to what to do.

During the silence, Qin Ye took a step forward.

"return……"

Looking past Qin Shuyi's dagger across his neck, Jun Moting gave a cold snort.

Qin Ye didn't seem to hear Jun Moting's words.

In her eyes, she could only see the woman on the balcony with a crazy expression that was almost ferocious.

One hand held a fruit knife against her neck, but in the other hand, she tightly held a worn-out rag doll.

Gray hair, big eyes.

A small British suit.

Around the neck, there is also a purple bow tie.

The doll is very old, as if it has been a few years, and the little hands have turned gray.

And the doll's face was red and black.

It is black because it has been touched too many times.

And Hong, maybe because of kissing too many times, stained with lipstick?
So, after not seeing her youngest son for so many years, she came here with this dilapidated doll in her hand, right?

And someone wants to take her doll, how can she not be crazy?

His heart was sore and swollen, Qin Ye was about to burst into tears.

I don't know if it's for myself or the second young master of the Jun family.

If her mother was still there, knowing that Qin Hongjin ignored her so much, and knowing that Shen Yunfei and Qin Xinyue were going to kill her, would she have fought so desperately with them?

"mom……"

Picking up a purple scarf from the ground and tied it under the collar of his shirt, Qin Ye didn't realize how funny he looked, pushed aside the crowd, and stood in front of Qin Shuyi.

Seeing the change of person in front of her, Qin Shuyi's pupils constricted instantly.

"Don't come here, come here again, I will die for you to see..."

The knife pressed against the skin, and fine drops of blood burst out almost instantly.

In the crowd, someone exclaimed. Before the voice could come out, they swallowed it abruptly after meeting Qin Ye's cold eyes.

"Mom, look who I am..."

Looking back at Qin Shuyi, Qin Ye's voice was softer and lower.

Qin Shuyi looked at Qin Ye, her eyes became a little dazed.

Qin Ye took another step forward.

"Don't come here..."

Qin Shuyi yelled, the hand holding the doll remained motionless, but kicked one foot indiscriminately, as if to kick Qin Ye away.

A pair of eyes, still staring closely at Qin Ye.

"Mom, I'm your Aye."

Qin Ye shouted in a low voice.

"Aye? Aye..."

Whispering, Qin Shuyi's expression was a little confused, as if she couldn't remember who Aye was at all.

Seeing that Qin Ye moved a few more steps and was much closer to her, Qin Shuyi shouted, "Don't think I'm afraid of death, come here again, and I'll show you my death."

Qin Ye smiled, "Mom, I'm Ah Ye. If you want to die, I'll die with you, okay?"

"Qin..."

"Qin Ye, you're crazy" almost burst out of his mouth, and Jun Mo Ting, who heard Qin Ye's words, almost had a heart attack.

But in the next moment, the scene in front of him made him stop breathing.

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