Fake daughters are wealthy

The wound on the palm of his hand was torn and hurt like a wound rolled up by the blade, Qiao Nian didn't say a word, and held the blade firmly.

Jiang Xianrou came to his senses and tried to pull the knife out with all his might.

The bright red blood fell on the ground drop by drop, as if hitting everyone's hearts, everyone was stunned by this scene.

"Nian Nian." Mr. Jiang opened his eyes even wider, his blood pressure soared, his eyes darkened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Jiang Xianrou became more and more anxious and flustered. She threatened with a pale face, "Qiao Nian, don't force me."

On the one hand, he became ruthless and pulled the knife hard.

At this moment, the girl's eyes turned cold, and she kicked extremely cleanly, sending her flying to the ground.

"Hmm." Jiang Xianrou only felt that her eyes were dark, and her chest was aching. Under the extreme pain, she spit out a mouthful of blood, and her front teeth were about to fall out.

No matter how annoyed Jiang Zongnan was for her failure to live up to expectations, seeing this scene, he couldn't help exclaiming: "Xianrou!"

He seems to be coming forward.

Jiang Li grabbed him by the hand, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, a pair of pitch-black eyes stared into his eyes, and he said coldly, "Dad, you won't have to defend her at this time."

Jiang Zongnan was so stared at by him that he didn't have the face to look up, and Ruya's face was flushed even more, turning into a pig's liver color.

Jiang Li let go of his hand and stopped looking at him.

Jiang Zongnan didn't have the courage to go there, he stood where he was, neither advancing nor retreating.

After Qiao Nian kicked Jiang Xianrou away, she quickly walked over to support Mr. Jiang, and gave him back comfort: "...Grandpa, are you alright?"

Mr. Jiang was speechless, he just kept holding her wrist tightly, his red eyes filled with thousands of words.

Qiao Nian knew what he wanted to say, looked at his right hand indifferently, and comforted him: "I'm fine, don't worry about me."

She is always like this, no matter what happens, she will always be alone in the front, never complaining about suffering or tiredness.

But the blood on the girl's shoulder had already soaked her clothes, and the palm of her hand was still dripping blood. How could she not be in pain after bleeding so much.

Qiao Nian seemed to feel his gaze, and she moved her right shoulder back unobtrusively, and said to him, "I'll take you to the hospital for an examination right away."

Mr. Jiang burst into tears even more, wishing that he was the one who was hurt in heartache, he grabbed her hand tightly, but his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak.

……

On the other side, Jiang Xianrou relaxed a little.

In her blurry vision, she saw the girl helping the old man to leave.

Jiang Xianrou panicked for a while, looking around, trying to find something convenient to keep her, or she would be finished.

Under the extreme panic and fear in her heart, the way she looked at the girl was no longer intentional at first, but turned into a kind of stubborn resentment and madness.

Just when everyone thought it was over.

Jiang Xianrou, who was kicked to the ground by Qiao Nian before, suddenly stood up, bent down and lifted a stool on the table not far away, and rushed towards the girl.

While shouting in his mouth: "Qiao Nian, you are going to die!"

"Near!"

"Joe Nian!"

Jiang Yao exclaimed in surprise.

Out of the corner of Qiao Nian's eyes, she also saw Jiang Xianrou dragging the chair and rushing towards her. The chair was lifted from the back of her head.

Her eyes turned cold, and she was calculating in her brain how to protect Mr. Jiang and at the same time get rid of the crazy Jiang Xianrou.

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