Bing Wenbin subconsciously glanced at Qin Rong and said, "Your Aunt Qin is injured now, I want to send her to the hospital quickly, Manxue or you sign the testimony first, and Dad will ......make it clear to you next time."

Bing Manxue narrowed her eyes irritably, leaned over and tore a piece of tablecloth to bandage Qin Rong and said, "After answering my question, I'll sign it." ”

Of course Qin Rong was unwilling, "Still answering questions?" My blood is almost dry, do you still have any filial piety? ”

Bing Manxue raised her eyebrows and said, "Filial piety? Do you deserve it? Even the backbone of the club has been invited, don't you want to kill me? ”

Qin Rong pointed to her injured leg and said confidently, "Look at what you're talking about!" Look at my legs, I'm hurt, how can you still speak so badly to me? If you had agreed to save my daughter earlier, would there have been so much more to do? ”

Bing Manxue smiled indifferently, "Did I cause your injury?" Wasn't Bing Lanxin's imprisonment her own death? ”

"You...... You ......" The corners of Qin Rong's mouth twitched angrily, at this moment the beauty mole is no longer a thing to show beauty, but more like a mole with nowhere to place and lower its appearance.

Bing Manxue stood up, rubbed her legs, which were already a little numb, and said casually, "Qin Rong, I see that you are so domineering now, and it doesn't look like you're injured. Maybe I'm too worried, I'll open it for you, and you can find someone else to bandage it yourself. ”

Bing Wenbin on the side saw that his wife was injured and was bullied by his daughter, and his anger came up directly, and he immediately educated Bing Manxue: "Bing Manxue, how did you talk to your Aunt Qin!" ”

"What do you want me to say?" Bing Manxue stopped rubbing her legs, looked at Bing Wenbin motionlessly, and seeing that Bing Wenbin was speechless for a while, she straightened her waist, patted the dust on her legs and said, "Either you should ask another master, my fingers may be a little anxious today, and it has its own thoughts." So I can't press my handprint today. ”

When Bing Wenbin saw Bing Manxue say this, a smile suddenly appeared on his originally serious face, he let go of Qin Rong and stood up and said, "Manxue, why do you always like to joke?" Wasn't I about to tell you your mother's story? Your Aunt Qin doesn't hurt, and she can endure it anymore. ”

Qin Rong covered her legs with one hand, grabbed the corner of Bing Wenbin's clothes with the other, and raised her head and asked, "Hey? What do you mean! What do you mean I don't hurt? You make it clear to you! ”

Bing Wenbin didn't have time to pay attention to her, he just wanted to hurry up and get the testimony to Bing Manxue: "Your mother and I met abroad, and we studied at the same university. Her family settled in the country of Milai.

The people of Millai are crazy, they yearn for freedom. Free speech, free life. So the people there live very openly. When I returned home, she was already pregnant with you.

I made an appointment with her to go back to China to take care of things and then pick her up, but I had a car accident as soon as I came back, and although I got my life back, I was also bedridden for almost a year.

I haven't told your mother about this, I'm afraid she'll be worried. But I never imagined that that the separation was actually the last time I saw your mother! In my fourth month in the hospital, I received news that your mother had been kidnapped, and I was disabled and had no way to go back. ”