Don't be too sweet

Chapter 875 Scared to the point of weakness ([-])

Chapter 875 Scared to the point of weakness ([-])
"Tsk tsk tsk..."

He Shanshan let go, and when she backed away, Zhao Yan'er's face was already bruised, worse than the baby in her arms.

"Woo..." Zhao Yan'er's body stiffened, and when He Shanshan backed away, she was so frightened that she cowered in place and began to cry.

He Shanshan retreated to Su Fang'er's side: "Sister-in-law, brother is not here, so I, the younger sister, can seek justice for my niece, don't you mind?"

Su Fang'er kept shaking her head with tears in her eyes, her eyes were full of longing, and she wanted to hold her daughter in her arms, but at this moment, the aura on the little girl's body was too frightening, and...

Su Fang'er knew very well that it was her fault and she shouldn't have led wolves into the house. She felt guilty, and now she was even more afraid to take her daughter back from He Shanshan's arms.

"Sister-in-law, don't lie on the ground, get up quickly, if you get confinement, you will be in trouble," He Shanshan supported Su Fang'er with one hand.

At this time, Su Fang'er was already so frightened that she was weak all over, relying entirely on He Shanshan's support.

He Shanshan put Su Fang'er on the bed, took the gauze hanging beside the bed to cover the baby's head and face, and walked out of the room with the baby in her arms.

"Father, second sister-in-law, come here," He Shanshan called.

Jiang Tong'er prepared food, and was taking it here at the moment, but He Xiangqian made trouble, he wanted to go back to his room and change into clean clothes.

"It's coming, it's coming," He Xiangqian hurriedly responded, and the movements of his hands tying the belt became faster and faster.

"Shanshan, why did you replace your niece? What if the wind blows?" Jiang Tong'er frowned disapprovingly.

Obviously, under the cover of the veil, the baby's face cannot be seen clearly, so there is no way to guess.

He Shanshan smiled, she was worried about letting her little niece go, but it was hard to say.

After waiting for a while, He Xiangqian came.

"Shanshan, why did you take your niece out? What if the wind blows? You really..."

He Xiangqian felt distressed.

He was probably influenced by Zhang Qiaoshou, and he was particularly happy with girls. Of course, he hadn't reached the point where Zhang Qiaoshou favored girls over boys.

"Well, father, you have to be more careful," He Shanshan said as she took her little niece out of her arms.

He Xiangqian's body froze all of a sudden, and stiffly hugged the baby in He Shanshan's arms.

"Grandpa's obedient little granddaughter is so nice, she doesn't cry or fuss," He Xiangqian smiled like a flower when he held the baby.

He Shanshan smiled, turned her head and said, "Let's go."

The moment they left, Liu Fenfen and the others had already begged Su Fang'er.

Su Fang'er lay on the bed, eyes closed and tears in her eyes, motionless.

He Shanshan took the lead and walked into the room, looking at the situation in the confinement room with a calm expression.

As soon as she appeared, the mother and son in the confinement room were startled, and subconsciously fell silent.

However, Liu Fenfen and the others still begged Su Fang'er with their eyes.

Su Fang'er was probably afraid that she would soften her heart, so she closed her eyes tightly with a sad face.

He Shanshan walked to the bed and grabbed Zhao Yan'er.

"What are you doing?!" Liu Fenfen exclaimed, and Zhao Yaner cried out in fright.

"Father, hold your niece away so as not to scare the child," He Shanshan turned her head and told He Xiangqian.

"Girl, what are you doing?" He Xiangqian questioned, without knowing it, he wanted to stop He Shanshan's behavior.

"Your precious and good granddaughter was thrown into the air just now, almost hit the ground, it was this man who did it," He Shanshan narrated in a calm tone.

He Xiangqian widened his eyes in disbelief.

"I didn't mean to, I stepped on the skirt, I was wrong, I'm sorry, woooooo... I didn't mean to, I stepped on the skirt..."

Zhao Yan'er struggled desperately, twisting in He Shanshan's hands.

(End of this chapter)