Xia Shi really saw Yin Zhaoxue, surrounded by a group of people.
As for Cui Ling, she was squeezed into the corner by everyone and looked so helpless.
A strange thing flashed through Xia Shi's eyes, and he quickly withdrew his gaze: "Let's go."
"good."
On the other side, Cui Ling stood in the crowd awkwardly, wanting to ask Yin Zhaoxue to help him, but he didn't know who it was, so he pushed forward.
She fell to the ground, and the passing people just glanced at her and didn't help her.
She became ill and her abdomen was like a knife. She wanted to get up, but she couldn't get up.
Cui Ling looked at Yin Zhaoxue. She was signing the autographs and taking a photo for others.
She could only force herself to climb, and suddenly a sound came from above her head.
"Ms. Cui, do you need help?"
Cui Ling was stunned and looked up, facing Xia Shi's cold face.
Her pupils suddenly shrank, and she just wanted to find a place to hide.
"Why are you here? I don't need the help of you, the wolf who is a white-eyed person!" Cui Ling glared at Xia Shi with a stern look, "You are just watching me for a joke on purpose, right?"
There was a trace of sarcasm in Xia Shi's eyes.
Zhao Weiwei explained on the side: "Aunt Cui, my childhood and I happened to be here today."
Cui Ling didn't believe it, how could it be such a coincidence?
She looked embarrassed, but she still stared at Xia Shi fiercely: "What are you pretending, don't think I don't know what you are thinking!"
Xia Shi sneered when he heard this and said:
"I'm thinking now, why your dear daughter lets you fall here, and you won't help it."
Cui Ling looked in the direction of Yin Zhaoxue, not only wasn't angry, but she sarcastically mocked Xia Shi: "Zhaoxue didn't see me falling down. Do you think she's the same as you?"
"She is an internationally renowned dancer! And you, a disabled person, a useless person, and nothing, can you compare with her?"
"A waste like you should die early and be born soon!"
This is the first time Zhao Weiwei has seen a person who is a mother and scolds his daughter like this.
Her mother died early, but she has always loved her very much.
She never expected that a mother would treat her children like this, and she could no longer help but say, "Aunt Cui, do you know that your daughter is no worse than Yin Zhaoxue. She is a well-known composer. You asked for... ..”
Before Zhao Weiwei could finish her words, she was stopped by Xia Shi.
"Stop talking about Weiwei."
Zhao Weiwei stopped talking.
She was so angry just now that she almost forgot that the identity of Xia Shi composer was unknown to people in China.
Cui Ling didn't take what she said seriously and sarcastically said: "What a joke, she composer?"
"A disabled person who listens lightly, tell me how she composes? Even listening is a problem!"
"I'm still begging her? I tell you, I can't beg her in my life!"
Zhao Weiwei really doesn’t understand, how could there be a mother who treats her daughter like this!
She fell to the ground, and after she became like this, she could still say such cold words.
She wanted to say something for Xia Shi, but was pulled by Xia Shi.
"Forget it, let's go."
Zhao Weiwei nodded.
The two were about to leave, but Cui Ling couldn't get up, so he looked around, but no one came to pay attention to him, and called Xia Shi again.
"You damn girl, please pull me up."
Xia Shi stopped and Zhao Weiwei thought that she was Xia Shi's biological mother after all, so she said to Xia Shi: "I'll go and pull her."
Xia Shi stopped her again without looking back:
"Don't worry, Ms. Cui is disabled and has a strong will, and will be self-reliant."