"Wang Qingqing, don't blame me. If you don't push me, I don't want to mess with you. It's all your fault. Ke Yawen walked up to Wang Qingqing step by step and kicked at Wang Qingqing's hand holding the mobile phone.

Bang!

The phone was kicked out all the way.

Wang Qingqing's last glimmer of hope was dashed.

She didn't close her eyes and wait for death, but looked at Lian Xin and pleaded: "Help me"

The saddest fate of a person is to have a shy face and beg the enemies he has deeply hurt.

But Wang Qingqing has no other way to go now.

She was afraid of death, and she wanted to live.

Therefore, there is no principle, there is no dignity, and all of them can be counted.

Just connect your heart to save her.

"Hehe, it's strange that I will save you! You almost burned her in the first place, will she save you? Why don't you beg me, and I'll save you? Ke Yawen was joking, and when she saw Wang Qingqing's head turned, she said quickly, "Don't beg me." I won't save you. If you save you, you're still going to kill me! ”

Ke Yawen contemptuously glanced at Wang Qingqing, who was dying, and Lianxin, who was too sad and a little stunned, and then turned to leave.

"Yan Ye is really dead?" Lian Xinying choked up, his voice hoarse and sad.

There was silence all around, and she heard the hissing of her heart cracking.

The blood on Wang Qingqing's body flowed to the ground, creating a strong contrast on the smooth ground.

The scarlet, harsh color, and the thick smell of blood that emanated from it, seemed to have given her the answer.

"My son is dead, hehe, save me in Yan Ye's face," Wang Qingqing already felt a lack of oxygen.

Blood kept pouring out of his body, and the severe pain of the wound and the fear of feeling his life pass made Wang Qingqing have to take advantage of Yan Ye at this last moment.

She is sure that she will be soft-hearted, and she will save herself in Yan Ye's face.

After all, Yan Ye treats her better than his own biological mother!

It's just that Wang Qingqing overestimated himself.

Lianxinying was indifferent.

Yan Ye died, and her heart seemed to be slowly withering.

"If Yan Ye is alive, I will definitely not save you. Don't be a vicious mother like you! Count how many people you've killed! Go to Hell to atone for your sins! Lian Xinying clenched his fists, said indifferently, and turned around to leave.

Now, the truth is out.

What she will face next will be a painful and long lonely life.

Accustomed to Yan Ye's domineering but delicate gentleness towards him, in the second half of his life, he was afraid that no one could replace him.

No, there is still a small inheritance for her.

Tears blurred my vision, I wanted to cry loudly, I wanted to scold Yan Ye fiercely!

Bastard! Why leave! hasn't been together yet, why are you so ruthless? Didn't you say you were going to marry her? Why go first?!

Even the heart is caught in pain, and the other senses of the body become dull.

Wang Qingqing held the dagger and used his last breath to get up from the ground with difficulty

She stood behind Lian Xinying, with a hideous face, raised the knife in her hand, and was about to stab at Lian Xinying.

"Miss! Someone behind you is trying to kill you! A passer-by saw this scene and immediately reminded Lianxinying.

At the same time, he ran over quickly, trying to save people.

No matter how you look at it, even Xinying doesn't look like a bad person.

Her face was full of tears when she cried, which was pitiful.

And the middle-aged woman behind her looked so scary

(Po Sing Shek Academy)