A large number of security guards maintained order at the scene. Xiang Zichen took Huang Qiao into the nanny car with a cold face...
"Call the private doctor to come and treat her wounds." Xiang Zichen hung up the phone and looked at Huang Qiao beside him thoughtfully.
"What, can you still bear it?" There was no concern in Xiang Zichen's tone.
Huang Qiao covered her bleeding head and said in a low voice, "It's okay."
"Well, let's go. We'll go home after we've finished the banquet later." After Xiang Zichen finished speaking, he took out a cigarette and lit it, then looked out the window, as if Huang Qiao's injury had nothing to do with him.
After a busy day, it’s finally night...
The two tiredly returned to Qingya Courtyard. As soon as they entered the door, Huang Qiao saw Xiang's mother sitting in the center, waiting for them.
"You won't forget to serve Xiang tea to your mother-in-law, right?" Xiang's mother's voice was cold.
Huang Qiao glanced at Xiang Zichen and walked over without saying a word, took the teacup in Michelle's hand and bowed, saying, "Mom, drink tea."
Before Xiang's mother could say anything, Michelle kicked Huang Qiao in the leg. Huang Qiao fell to her knees, and the hot water in her hand spread on her fingertips. The burning sensation made her frown.
"From now on, you will be the daughter-in-law of the Xiang family, and you must abide by the family rules, you know?" After saying this, Mother Xiang put a red envelope in Huang Qiao's hand.
"Thank you, Mom." Huang Qiao's voice was very soft, and her head was still wrapped with gauze. It was obvious that she was very tired.
"Then you go back to your room." After the old lady said that, she was pushed away by the housekeeper. Huang Qiao breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she was not too embarrassed today, otherwise she would not have the strength to resist.
Xiang Zichen glanced at her and walked upstairs...
She followed them to their new house...
"I had just changed into home clothes and was about to take a shower when I heard my phone ringing... Huang Qiao picked up the phone and saw that it was her mother's call.
"Hey, Mom." Huang Qiao felt very guilty, thinking that her mother must be here to accuse herself.
Unexpectedly, my mother brought even more shocking news...
She put the phone down, immediately picked up her coat and ran out...
"What are you doing?" Seeing her panic, Xiang Zichen was a little annoyed.
"My sister committed suicide by cutting her wrists." Huang Qiao's voice was trembling, and her heart was beating wildly.
"Oh? Is he dead?" Xiang Zichen looked at Huang Qiao with interest.
"Do you think what you are saying now makes sense? I'm going to the hospital. It's up to you whether you go or not." Huang Qiao glared at Xiang Zichen and went down the stairs.
Xiang Zichen shrugged his shoulders and walked away...
When she arrived at the hospital, Huang Qiao immediately held her mother's hand: "Mom, how is my sister?"
"Rescue is being done inside." Xu Hui was already sobbing.
"Mom, don't be sad, sister will be fine." Huang Qiao comforted her mother softly.
"Qiaoqiao, it's not that mom is partial, you can't hurt your sister like this. She has lived a very comfortable life since she was a child. This time, she is completely sad, otherwise she would not do such a stupid thing." Xu Hui said.
There is blame in it.
Huang Qiao lowered her head: "Mom, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for my sister too."
At this time Xiang Zichen came over, Xu Hui turned away, not wanting to see him, the lights in the operating room went out, and the doctor came out sweating profusely.
"How are you, doctor?" Huang Qiao and her mother walked up and asked.