With this thought, she sat up from the hospital bed crazily and threw herself towards the tray in the doctor's hand.
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The tray fell to the ground, and Ayan, who was no longer breathing on it, rolled to the ground like this.
Shen Qingqing hugged Ayan who fell to the ground like crazy and cried loudly.
The prison guard who heard the sound opened the curtain and saw the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but feel sad!
It¡¯s all him¡ª¡ª
Huo Tingxiao, I have nothing left. I just want to keep Ayan. Even if you hate me again, Ayan is your child!
If you don¡¯t like him, I will take him away after I am released from prison. I just want him to live well!
Why, why do you want to cut off even such a small and humble begging?
"Huo Tingxiao - why wasn't you the one who died? Why was my Ayan the one who died -"
"Huo Tingxiao, I hate you, I hate you -"
Shen Qingqing shouted desperately, but the saddest thing is that even if someone is dying of grief at this time, people outside know nothing about it!
Shen Qingqing is like a forgotten person. She has nothing left and has even become a madman.
"AyanAyan" Shen Qingqing closed her eyes slightly, and cold tears kept falling from her eyes, carrying endless pain and boundless hatred.
Click¡ª¡ª
The sound of breaking wood branches suddenly came from behind, and Shen Qingqing turned around sensitively.
She absolutely does not believe that Huo Tingxiao will come back, so who is this person at this time?
As her eyes flickered, the tall figure had already completely covered her petite body. In the dark night, Shen Qingqing's vigilant eyes were like those of a small animal.
"Shen Qingqing, why do you seem not to be well every time we meet?"
The warm and pleasant voice reached her ears the next moment. Shen Qingqing's eyes widened suddenly. If she remembered correctly¡ª¡ª
This voice is¡ªRong Jingyan?
Why is he here?
Subconsciously remembering how embarrassed she looked at this time, she hurriedly curled up and slowly moved backwards until a pair of warm arms encircled her whole body.
Rong Jingyan's body has a very nice aroma, which is reassuring.
"How will you be here?"
Shen Qingqing looked at the man in front of her defensively. This was the ancestral grave of the Huo family. He would definitely not be just passing by.
So from the moment she and Huo Tingxiao left the banquet, did he follow them?
¡°If it was a coincidence that he saved himself the first time, then this time¡ª¡ª
What on earth does he want to do?
A gust of cool wind blew by, bringing with it a biting chill.
Rong Jingyan's thin lips suddenly revealed a warm smile. He took off his suit jacket and put it on Shen Qingqing.
For a moment, Shen Qingqing felt frightened. How could there be such a gentle man in this world, even if his every move was so fascinating.
Then, Rong Jingyan sat down next to her.
Such behavior caught Shen Qingqing's eyes. The wind blew up, and the broken hair on Shen Qingqing's forehead was blown up. Naturally, it also blew up Rong Jingyan's black hair.
"Shen Qingqing, has anyone ever told you that if you smile, you must be very beautiful, the kind that can turn all living beings upside down!" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com