Chapter 77: A Month, Not Much

Jiang Qingling walked to the door, the door of the room was open, and she saw Jiang Yi lying on the bed with bandages on her feet.

Her gaze was a little cold, and she walked into the room, where the woman on the bed fell asleep.

She looked at Jiang Yi's bandaged right foot, the corners of her lips unconsciously grinned, she walked to the side of the bed, and saw the foot outside the quilt, the more she looked at it, the more interesting she felt.

Her hand unconsciously pressed on that leg, "Unfortunately, there is still a leg." ”

Heaven really favors the Jiang family, and he hasn't killed people several times.

The person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and saw the person next to the bed, "How are you!" Little Wave Hoof, I'm sorry for the jokes you came to see me too! You bitch! You just can't see me! Now that I've become like this, you're happy! How's that, I'm very proud! ”

Jiang Qingling heard her abuse and didn't care, "Mom, I came to see you, how could I be proud of seeing you like this?" Not at all. ”

And a leg, a life, what is she to be proud of? If she didn't die, she couldn't be proud.

"You slut, you must have come to see my joke! Get out! Get out! ”

Jiang Yi was furious, she grabbed the things on the bedside table and threw them at Jiang Qingling, "You get out of here!" You're as cheap as your mother! You're supposed to go to hell, you're supposed to die with that slut! ”

"Mom, hell won't accept me, what can I do?"

When Jiang Qinglime looked at Jiang Yi, Jiang Yi felt a chill rushing up from the soles of his feet, "You get out!" Someone, someone's beating me! Jiang Cheng, your daughter beat me! ”

Jiang Yi grabbed the cup on the cabinet and smashed it at the woman beside the bed with a cold smile, "You go to die!" ”

Jiang Lime dodged the smashed glass,

The glass fell at her feet and shattered into pieces, shards of glass splattered up, and a piece of glass grazed the back of her right hand.

There was a tingling pain, and beads of blood bubbled out, bulging and expanding, then rolling off the back of her hand, down his fingers, dripping onto the glass shards.

The transparent shards of glass were dyed red, and the light filtered in from the floor-to-ceiling bed, falling on the shards of glass, and an eerie light flashed.

Jiang Qinglime looked at the woman on the bed, and a bloodthirsty smile curled up on her lips.

"What's going on!"

The room was full of people all of a sudden, Jiang Cheng hurriedly walked to Jiang Yi's bedside and whispered to comfort Jiang Yi, who was out of control, "What's wrong?" Don't be afraid, what's wrong? Tell me, what the hell is wrong with you? ”

Jiang Yi pointed at Jiang Qinglime, "She's going to kill me!" She was going to kill me! ”

A room of people looked at Jiang Qinglime, Jiang Qingyi glared at Jiang Qingling fiercely, "Jiang Qinglime, my mother is very benevolent to you, why are you still so aggressive!" ”

All the cold eyes, everyone's resentment, her heart was cold.

One hand held her wrist, the only warmth, the only hand that could make her feel the temperature.

"Hurt." Ning Xizhou saw the blood on the back of her hand, and the broken glass on the ground was also stained with blood, and a wave of anger rose in his chest.

This is what happened to her in the Jiang family, and this is the grievance she suffered about this family.

My heart tugged, and there was a slight pain.

His eyes were a little gloomy, looking at the woman who was pretending to be crazy and stupid on the bed, his thin lips opened slightly, "Mr. Jiang, your wife hurt my woman and slandered her, how do you say this account is calculated?" One month, is it enough? ”

After Ning Xizhou finished speaking, the people in the whole room were stunned, and they looked at the man with gloomy eyes, turning from sluggishness to panic.