Han Qianqian sneered. Looking at Han Shuoying's tense face, she felt excited and worked harder.
Lian Xiaochen glanced at her, this woman was very good at stirring up trouble.
"Is it because I'm not as good as him?" Han Shuoying reached out and pinched her chin, not feeling how strong he was at all. Even Xiao Chen felt that her chin was about to be crushed by him!
"Yes! You won't go anywhere else!" She looked into his amber eyes without fear, with danger flashing in them.
Han Shuoying let go of his hand and walked upstairs. Han Qianqian felt very happy when she saw Lian Xiaochen fall to the ground!
Lian Xiaochen felt her chest suddenly become anxious. She breathed in air and frowned in pain, "Han Shuoying..."
Hearing her painful murmur, Han Shuoying in front of him stopped suddenly and turned his head to look at her. He saw her lying on the ground and clutching her chest in pain. His eyebrows were tightly knitted together. He just wanted to go down.
At this time, Han Qianqian grabbed her hand, "Brother! She is pretending! Pretending to be weak!"
Lian Xiaochen wanted to die in pain, but the pain was so painful that she could clearly hear what Han Qianqian said, and she couldn't help but raise a sneer at the corner of her mouth. Why would she pretend to be weak to win Han Shuoying's sympathy? Would she make fun of her own life?
!
Lian Xiaochen wanted to get up but found that the pain had spread all over her body and limbs. Just as she was about to stand up, she pushed the lamp on the table. The lamp fell to the ground and broke into pieces and pierced into the palm of her hand. Bright red blood suddenly poured out...
It hurts... it hurts so much... At this time, Lian Xiaochen could only think that if he killed himself with that knife, maybe it wouldn't hurt so much...
When Han Shuoying saw the bright red blood, he immediately threw Han Qianqian away. He ran down and took a closer look and found that her face was as pale as paper, so pale that it was distressing. He helped her up in a panic. He had never panicked before, but
He panicked when he saw her in such pain
"What's wrong with you?" She kept covering her chest with her hands, grabbing her clothes in pain, with broken glass stuck in her palms, and her clothes stained with bright red blood...