With Huo Boran's consent, Nan Qibao brought Xiaojing over.

As for Zhuzhu, she stayed in the company and asked Assistant Pei to help take care of it.

Although Zhuzhu really wanted to go with her, she still said very sensibly, "Mommy, don't worry about sending Brother Xiaojing to go, I can do it myself, it just so happens that the preliminary round has passed, and I can prepare for the semi-finals!"

Pei Yu nodded beside him, "Yes, Miss Nan, please rest assured, I will accompany Zhuzhu to paint, and by the way, give a little guidance, and strive to make Zhuzhu a champion!"

After saying this, Nan Qibao set off with Xiaojing.

Soon, the two arrived at Huo's Private Hospital.

When he arrived at the ward, Nan Qibao's eyes suddenly widened.

No, didn't she ask Huo Boran to separate these two people?

Why are you still in a ward!

Before he could ask, Xiao Jing had already rushed to Nan Ying'er's hospital bed.

Seeing this, Old Madam Huo stretched out her hand with a smile, "Yo, isn't this my precious golden grandson, why did you come here, did you see that your mommy was injured, so she was very distressed, hurry up and take a look?"

When Xiao Jing heard this, he directly rolled his eyes, "Grandma, you must not be deceived by this bad woman!"

Nan Ying'er was flustered.

Damn, such a good opportunity to perform, why is Xiaojing, the dead child, here again?

It really deserves to be the species of Nan Qibao, but it is annoying.

Looking at it again, isn't the person standing at the door of the ward Nan Qibao?

In an instant, Nan Ying'er understood.

Co-author: All of this was arranged by Nan Qibao.

She must have deliberately brought Xiaojing over, so that she could embarrass herself and make a fool of herself.

What a vicious woman!

Just thinking about it, Xiao Jing had already begun to attack her, "I heard that you committed suicide, is it true, show me!"

As he spoke, he reached out to pull the gauze on Nan Ying'er's wrist.

Nan Ying'er's wrist was just a little more uncomfortable at this time, and when she was pulled like this, she almost screamed in pain.

The wound that had already healed also collapsed, and the white gauze quickly turned red.

"Xiaojing, what are you doing here, your mother is in pain!" Old Madam Huo was distressed, and hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out her hand to stop it.

Xiao Jing pointed to the gauze that had been torn open and said, "Grandma, you have been deceived, look at this wound, it is so shallow, it is impossible to die at all!"

If you really want to kill yourself, you cut so much?

"I...... I don't know how deep it can be dead, Xiaojing, if you think Mommy's is not deep enough, then okay, I'll go a little deeper!" Nan Ying'er said.

And this is what Xiaojing is waiting for.

He took out a dagger directly from behind him and handed it to Nan Ying'er, "Okay, then you can do it!"

Nan Ying'er was stunned.

Isn't it, this dead kid, really trying to kill himself?

Old Madam Huo was also stunned, "Xiaojing, where did you get this from?"

How can a child play with a dagger, how dangerous it is!

Hearing this, Nan Ying'er suddenly had an idea in her heart.

Hahaha, what is this called, God wants to help her!

How can a small child carry a dagger?

Of course, someone else gave it.

As for who this other person is, do you need to say it?

"Sister, how can you let Xiao Jing carry a dagger with him, it's too dangerous." Nan Ying'er looked at Nan Qibao at the door and said.

Nan Qibao opened his mouth, almost laughing angrily.

She didn't know that Xiao Jing had a dagger on her at all, okay?

As soon as Nan Ying'er opened her mouth, it was as if all this was the mastermind of herself.

In fact, Mrs. Huo really believed it.

"You weren't just now

Is it the designer in Bo Ran's office, why does Shadow call you sister, and you still connive at Xiaojing with a dagger?" Old Madam Huo asked.

Without waiting for Nan Qibao to answer, Nan Ying'er had already covered her face and started crying.

"Sister, I know you still think that what happened last night was my fault and my mother, but I've already been punished by you, haven't I, I can't mix in the entertainment industry anymore, and I even almost lost my life.

Aren't that enough? You actually let Xiaojing kill me........

Aren't we sisters, how can you do this to me!"

After hearing this, Old Madam Huo had already recognized Nan Qibao's identity.

Isn't this the broom star daughter-in-law of the Mo family back then!

I really didn't expect that as soon as I returned to Beijing, I would make so many moths, and even made Ying'er and Xiaojing, the mother and son, turn against each other.

What a great skill!

"No, Pretty Auntie didn't do anything, it was you, the old witch, who framed Pretty Auntie, you bad woman!" Xiao Jing stretched out his hand and protected Nan Qibao behind him.

Nan Ying'er was extremely proud.

Hold on!

The better Xiao Jing protects him at this moment, the more it shows that Nan Qibao has bewitched him.

In this way, Old Madam Huo's hatred for Nan Qibao will be greater.

Nan Ying'er has never hoped that Xiaojing and Nan Qibao have a good relationship more than at this moment.

"Xiao Jing," Nan Qibao patted Xiao Jing on the shoulder and shook his head, "You can't do this, it's not right."

"Isn't that right?" Xiao Jing was very unconvinced, "When she was lying to people everywhere, why didn't she feel that she was wrong, and she also wanted to pretend to be dead to deceive her grandmother's sympathy, don't you like to pretend, now continue to pretend!"

He looked at Nan Ying'er to see if she really dared to go under the knife!

Looking at the dagger that was bright and dangling, Nan Ying'er certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to really start.

Are you kidding?

This dagger is sharp at first glance, what if you really die!

Mrs. Huo's position hasn't been seated yet!

"I can't die," Nan Ying'er shook her head desperately, her eyes were extremely determined, "I want to survive and stay by your side, so that you don't have to be taught bad by others."