Yang Dongsheng's mouth was wrong, and his buttocks were not clean enough, revealing clues every once in a while.

Jin Ling is extremely ashamed, angry, and crazy, but what can she do? She has been out of society for so long, and divorce is tantamount to losing everything.

Do you want to go back to the mountains?

No! She'd rather die outside than go back to that cage!

So, she began self-hypnosis, just as Yang Dongsheng had an affair, which man now didn't steal fish?

As long as this family is not dispersed, what is wrong with one eye and one eye closed? At least in the eyes of outsiders, her marriage is very happy, compared to the two poor sisters in the mountains, she is simply a winner in life!

This covering of her ears and stealing the bell made Jin Ling's mood much better, until that night-

Yang Yuhan's cry came from the guest room.

It was like a thunderbolt slashing down overhead.

She stared at the ceiling, didn't close her eyes all night, and the oppressive mountain appeared in front of her again, her father and mother who sold her daughters for money, and the two ignorant sisters......

That night, Yang Yuhan was ruined, why shouldn't she?

Now, she can't even deceive herself!

Yang Yuhan's existence always reminds her that her husband is abnormal, her marriage and happiness are all false, and the seeds of resentment in her heart germinate like this - it is said that flies don't bite seamless eggs, is seven-year-old Yang Yuhan really naïve?

One day later, she suddenly found that Yang Yuhan had an extra necklace around her neck, which was Yang Dongsheng's favorite brand.

It was at that time that she woke up, in fact, Yang Dongsheng's "illness" was incurable, and it was at that time that she killed Yang Yuhan, who was only seven years old.

This kind of sick days, day after day, night after night, she looked at herself in the mirror, looked at it, and smiled.

She doesn't allow anyone to threaten her family, so ...... Let Yang Yuhan disappear, in this way, even if Yang Dongsheng's "illness" still can't be cured, at least, her home can be clean......

The world always says that there is pity for those who are hateful.

And vice versa.

Jin Ling's half of her life - mourning her misfortune and being angry with her indisputable, after all, she was willing to fall and had nothing to do with others.

—

"Quick! Fourth floor! ”

"Emergency medical teams are coming to the rescue!"

……

A team of police officers rushed into the fire escape on the southeast side of the fourth floor, and immediately after, a group of ambulance workers in white coats carried equipment inside.

Many people heard the movement and stopped to gaze, and for a while the crowd was overwhelmed.

"Boss! Find Cheng Qian! ”

With a shout, a strong cold current dispersed in the air, and the dense crowd unconsciously retreated a passageway, and saw a tall and handsome man hurrying over.

A police officer walked out of the fire escape with a little boy carved in pink arms.

The little boy's two black grape-like eyes were red and red, and tears were swirling vigorously in his eyes, obviously frightened, but stubbornly refused to fall.

Until the person reached out to hug him, his eyes were stunned, and his little hand touched the stubble of the person's jaw indiscriminately, as if to confirm that it was not his hallucination, his small mouth was deflated, and his stiff little body trembled slightly, and he suddenly collapsed on the strong shoulder.

"Great Demon King! Big Bad! Why did you come! I almost died—woo-"

Fu Yancheng was stunned inaudibly, and patted the little guy's violently trembling back with his big hand slightly stiffly, "I'm sorry, it's my uncle who is late......"

It's okay not to shoot, this shot took out all the tear ducts of the little guy.

"Woo-woo-big bad-I'm going to tell grandpa-woo-woo-"