"Y-how dare you!" Father Park shouted viciously, and just wanted to say something, but saw that Mother Park had firmly held Xiaomin in her arms, howling and crying, her eyes darkened, and she took a few steps back, and her face, which was originally flushed with abnormal redness because of anger, suddenly turned gray.

In just a few seconds, Hyo-min clearly felt that his father's spirit seemed to be a little worse again.

It was only at this time that Hyomin, who finally understood why his father's face was so ugly just now, quickly broke free from his mother's arms, and just wanted to say something, but suddenly heard a piercing scream from Pu's mother.

"Ahh Min'er! Shouting, Park Mother hugged Hyomin's head again, stretched out her palm, and shouted hoarsely: "Park Hyo-eun!" Look what you've done! ”

In the palm of his hand, there is a patch of red.

"Min'er-" Suddenly stunned, Father Pu was stunned, and just wanted to get up, suddenly his legs were crooked, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Abba!" Hyomin didn't care about her mother's obstruction, and suddenly threw herself in front of Father Park, looking at her father's silent appearance, and stretched out her fingers tremblingly.

Reaching under her father's nose, she was relieved that the snort of noneness let her know that her father had just fainted.

Helping his father up, he rubbed his chest a few times, and it took a long time for Father Pu to slowly exhale a breath and open his eyes.

"Min'er!" Hurriedly got up, and his palms trembled and wanted to press down Hyomin's head, but in the end, he stopped halfway through.

Because he's seen it.

A blinding red from the back of Hyomin's head!

However, to the stunned father and mother of Park, Hyomin looked at the two of them with a puzzled face and asked strangely, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Min'er, you...... Are you alright? The mother's voice hesitated and asked cautiously.

"It's okay." Pu slapped his eyes twice. The surprise on Hyomin's face was even heavier.

"...... on your head," Father Pu couldn't help but say loudly.

"Head?" Curiously, Hyomin wiped his palm on his head.

Then I got it in front of my eyes.

"Ahh Blood! Blood! Ah-" let out a series of incomprehensible screams, which really made Father and Mother Park nervous for a long time, but. What the two didn't expect was that Hyomin suddenly stopped from the original screaming state. Puzzled, he rubbed his other hand on his head again, and then handed it to his eyes.

The palms of his hands are still red.

But Hyo-min said with a strange face; "Why doesn't it hurt?"

"Min...... Min'er? You ......" Just as Mother Park was about to ask, suddenly, Hyo-min stood up like a cat who had been stepped on by her tail, "Ah-" and "Kick! Step on! Step on! He ran to the door, then opened it and ran out.

"Min'er! Min'er-" Pu's mother hurriedly chased after her.

However, when Pu's mother caught up. I only saw Hyomin sitting on the ground, muttering something in a trance, and when I walked in to listen, I faintly heard something "Why?" "Hurt" and "sad" are just a few words.

"Min'er?" Pu's mother approached.

"Ou Mom! Woo-" Hugging Park's mother's neck, Hyo-min cried loudly.

However, I don't know if it's an illusion, Pu's mother obviously feels that her daughter is obviously crying, but why does she feel so happy?

Strange, what's so fun about it?

Min'er can't be stimulated by something, right?

There was a nervousness in my heart. Hurriedly hugged Xiaomin's body for a while to comfort.

After a few minutes, Hyomin finally stopped crying and got up from the ground. Patting the dust off his body, he took his mother's arm, pulled an arc from the corner of his mouth, and walked back home.

When Yiqiē finally calmed down, in front of his parents, Hyomin rearranged what had happened in the past few days and informed his parents.

From her mouth, Park's father and mother learned that their daughter wanted to sell herself to pay off her debts at first, and she didn't wait for her parents to be sad. learned that because she met a nobleman, she not only succeeded in keeping her innocence. He even gave her a sum of money that was enough to pay off the debt.

As he spoke, he pulled a credit card out of his pocket. It was handed to the parents.

Obviously, the parents will of course be skeptical of their daughter's "story".

However, when Park's mother took Hyo-min to check her body, the parents finally accepted this "absurd" story.

"Huh! Maybe people have taken a fancy to our family Min'er, right? Father Pu, whose face once again showed a touch of vitality, finally let go of the last guilt in his heart.

In the past few years, he didn't know how much damage his addiction to gambling had caused to this family, but at that time, he was like a demon, crazy and convinced that he would still turn over and win, and the more he invested, the more he lost.

In the end, the originally wealthy family gradually became a family wall.

And unlike those outlaw gamblers, at the last moment, fortunately, Father Park finally woke up, but after all, it was too late.

Families already in debt have long been unable to repay their huge debts.

In a fit of rage, he was paralyzed directly on the bed.

However, just a few days ago, when he learned that Hyomin had suddenly disappeared, he miraculously got up from the bed!

Before I had time for ecstasy, I was confused by the news that followed.

The debt company, which was originally chasing after it, disappeared without a trace all of a sudden!

After waiting for two days, the strangeness of the debt company aroused the vigilance of Park's father and mother.

The more I thought about it, the more wrong Father Pu naturally thought crookedly.

And it is in this anxious state of mind that the physical condition naturally deteriorates.

He even coughs up blood from time to time.

However, now, although Father Pu, who is finally worried, is in a much better mood, after all, he has been greatly injured before, and he has fallen asleep in less than half an hour.

After taking care of Park's father and saying goodbye to his mother, Hyomin walked back to the room alone.

Pushing open the door, I looked at the room that had not changed anything, but suddenly I had a feeling that things were wrong.

The experience of these few days has made Xiaomin mature rapidly, and at the same time, a seed has also been planted in his heart.

Sitting on the bed in a daze, Hyomin didn't have the heart to focus on the credit card in the palm of his hand until this time.

A lingering red color came into view.

There are those in hand, and there are those who ...... on that card.

But she knew that the blood. But it's all one person.

Zhang Zhengxun.

The ...... of the man who saved her life tonight Blood!

A faint smile appeared on the originally cold countenance on his face.

Raise your hand and gently place the card on your left chest.

That's where her heart is.

The red liquid had almost dried, but it was still quickly stained with the white shirt.

If it's usual. Hyomin, who is born * clean, is already on the verge of going crazy.

But at this time, Hyomin was already ...... I don't care.

I don't care about a qiē.

Because she knew she was finished.

Yes. She's done.

In fact, she actually told two lies just now.

A lie, it's the story itself.

Another lie is the origin of this card.

In fact, the first time she ran out, she saw this bank card lying quietly in front of her house.

The scarlet blood stain on the corner of the card made Hyomin's heart sink all at once.

She knew she was done.

If the previous Zhang Zhengxun was just a lifesaver and a man who coveted her beauty, then when she saw this bloodstained bank card. The atrium that has been knocked open has been completely left by a man!

She knew that it was the heaviest blow to the man who was hurting in her heart so that she didn't get hurt.

is also why she was crying at that time, but it made Pu's mother feel that she was laughing.

She laughed at her own demise.

She laughed at her own powerlessness.

She laughed at her own willingness.

It's not that she hasn't had a boyfriend, and she's not a little girl who has just fallen in love, but at this time, she looks like a little girl, holding the card on her chest. "Hey, hey" smirked.

Didn't she fall asleep on the way home before?

At that time, the reason why she laughed was because at that moment. What she felt was a kind of thoughtfulness, a taste like she had suddenly eaten a hot barbecue in the middle of a cold day.

The warm breath of the whole body makes her nostalgic and makes her reminisce.

Lying on the bed, I slowly closed my eyes.

Scenes from last night emerged in front of her eyes, and the man's every move was like a movie, playing repeatedly in her mind.

Although she knew that she was a nymphomaniac, the smile on the corner of her mouth betrayed her. Let people understand, now she. Wonderful!

Just as Hyo-min was happily falling asleep, on the other side. Jang Jung-hoon finally returned home.

A lot happened that night, and it had an impact on a lot of people.

But the only thing Zhang Zhengxun can do now is to sit on the sofa honestly and accept her bandaging under Han Jiaren's disgusted gaze.

"How old is it? How can you still get hurt? You! It's just a child who doesn't grow up! Nodding Zhang Zhengxun's forehead, Han Jiaren finally finished the last knot and said with a coquettish look.

"Yes! I'm just a kid who can't grow up! Not caring about the injured left hand at all, Zhang Zhengxun hugged it and directly hugged Han Jiaren's increasingly plump body into his arms.

Half because he was injured and half because he was voluntary, so Han Jiaren didn't struggle, but gently hugged the man, chuckled and asked, "What happened?" Then let the man's evil big hand reach into the nightgown at home and caress it, gently drop a kiss on the man's lips, and then wait for the man's answer.

"It's nothing, it's just ......" Then, he told Han Jiaren everything that happened tonight, of course, his hand was not so honestly limited to Han Jiaren's waist.

After all, what he has in his arms now is Han Jiaren, who is equivalent to his wife, between the old husband and wife, how can he take care of a lot?

"Don't make a fuss!" casually patted the man's big hand on his chest, Han Jiaren frowned and asked, "How did you get hurt?" ”

Jang Jung-hoon has a terrifying wound on his five fingers, almost cutting the blood vessels of his fingers! Apparently it hit something sharp.

How could you not worry Han Jiaren? Curious? (To be continued)