Domineering president's special love

Why is this man here?

"You..."

At the bottom of Shi Qinghuan's eyes, he looked cold, scared and helpless. When he saw Chu Mo, his heart was pulled fiercely, angry and distressed!

What a stupid woman!

Why can't you stay with him? Do you have to run around and turn yourself into such a ghost? Did he allow it? His women, except him, can't be bullied by others. Even Shi Qinghuan himself can't trample on himself at will!

At this time, Aunt Wang came out of the side holding the urn, "Miss Qinghuan..."

"Grandpa!"

Shi Qinghuan had no time to think more, rushed over and hugged the urn.

The gauze on the forehead has been soaked, and the blood flows down the cheeks, dragging a leg in plaster... How embarrassed it is.

"Grandpa..." Shi Qinghuan hugged the urn tightly and sobbed, "Qinghuan will take you... Qinghuan will let you be buried safely!"

She ran out of the porch

Qi Meizhen came up from behind and shouted, "Qingya, stop that dead girl!"

"... OK!" Shi Qingya hurried up and stopped Shi Qinghuan, "where are you going?"

She raised her hand to catch Shi Qinghuan.

"Let go..." when Qinghuan was burning, his body was shaky, and his struggle was in vain.

"Ah..." Qingya's hand was held by someone.

Slender fingers, distinct bony joints, neat and clean manicured nails... It's Chu ink.

Chu Mo looked as if he had no strength, but Shi Qingya showed his teeth in pain, "pain, pain..."

"Hum."

Chu Mo sneered, of course, to make her hurt!

When he was in a cold sweat, he just felt that his wrists would be crushed by him, "let go! It hurts... "

Shi Qinghuan looked at him gratefully. Before he could open his mouth, the door of the porch opened.

It's time Jinsong came with his cousin in his forties!

This burst of noise, when Jinsong frowned in surprise, "what's the matter? Are there any guests at home? "

He said and looked at Chu Mo, "this is..."

Qi Meizhen ran over and panted, "Jinsong, don't let this dead girl run away!"

At this time, where is she free to take care of Chu Mo?

The cousin rubbed his hands and looked greedily at Shi Qinghuan.

An obscene smile, "Hey, Qinghuan..."

When Qinghuan just looked at him, he was going to vomit!

My cousin pointed to himself and then to Shi Qinghuan, "don't stare at me like that. We're getting married soon... Qinghuan, my cousin and your father haven't registered. We're not relatives."

"Bah!"

Shi Qinghuan spat at him and looked at Shi Jinsong, "are you really so heartless?"

Shi Jinsong frowned, "Qinghuan, you know... What I want."

"... OK."

Shi Qinghuan took a deep breath and smiled coldly, "remember what you said today, our father daughter relationship, so far... You are no longer my father! Ah -- "

She screamed and rushed to the porch.

There is no way to go. She is full of pain. She has to fight with her life!

Even death is better than being spoiled by this old bastard!

"Stop her!"

"Yes, brother-in-law... I'll come!"

The cousin rushed up and hugged Shi Qinghuan.

With a pop, the two fell to the ground together.

"Ah..." when Qinghuan exclaimed, the urn fell to the ground and the ashes spilled out.

"Grandpa!"

When Qinghuan cried bitterly, he crawled on the ground, his hands trembling in the air. She looked back and stared at the people in the room, Shi Jinsong, Qi Meizhen and Shi Qingya, who should cut thousands of knives and go to hell... She remembered all of them!

"You... I'll never let you go!"

She struggled to lie on the ground and put back the scattered ashes bit by bit.

It was so terrible that no one stopped her for a moment.

Shi Qinghuan's face was full of tears, "Grandpa, Qinghuan is unfilial... Let you be insulted behind you! Ah -- "

That roar hurt my heart.