Chapter 266 Ji Mingzong hugged her legs and cried like a repentant child
Over the years, no one mentioned her prosthetic limbs, even herself,
She is a disabled person.
Until today
Until today
In the suite, the sound of mourning came quickly.
Ji Lan was wearing a valuable skirt and squatting on the ground, hugging her knees, as fragile as glass that could break with a single blow.
The noise outside the house stopped when Ji Mingzong was covered in blood.
Shen Yanqing became the only person to protect Ji Mingzong at the scene.
When he stopped in front of An Qin, what he got was a slap in the face from An Ye, and an unfounded charge was placed on him.
She shouted angrily with tears in her eyes: "Scumbags always cherish each other."
Shen Yan held a breath in his chest, unable to move up or down.
Holding back his anger, he asked An Ye: "What about that? Let Ji Mingzong die? Can Ji Lan's legs come back after he dies? Have you ever thought about the child after making things like this?"
And Xixi.
They all forgot about Xixi.
As long as an adult's relationship involves a child, one party will always make a bottom-line concession.
An Ye sighed heavily, scratched his head with both hands angrily, and slapped the wall.
When Shen Yanqing saw her going crazy, he was worried that she would hurt him, so he came over and pressed her into her chest.
His eyes attracted the bodyguard standing on one side, asking him to get the room key.
At the end of 2015, Nanyang Shen Yanqing and his wife visited Beijing and Hong Kong.
In addition to the dozen or so security guards accompanying him, there was also a security team sent from Beijing and Hong Kong waiting in the distance.
The room card was delivered to Ji Mingzong.
He stood up holding on to the wall and stumbled a few times before he regained his balance.
He was from the Anqin youth team, and he was very angry, so he showed no restraint in his punches and kicks.
So much so that at this moment, no part of him was intact.
When the door was pushed open, Ji Lan's choking voice came quickly: "Get out."
Outside the door, An Ye heard the sound and suddenly raised his legs to pull Ji Mingzong out.
Before she met anyone, Shen Yanqing held her down.
When the heavy wooden door closed in front of his eyes, An Ye raised his hand and slapped him, then fell.
He was so angry that he couldn't hold it back.
Panic was isolated outside the suite door.
When Ji Mingzong looked at Ji Lan who was squatting on the ground, his heart was shaking so hard that he couldn't control himself.
He walked over and squatted in front of her.
The palm he raised to touch her froze in mid-air, and he didn't dare to put it down for a while.
It doesn't matter whether he is embarrassed or timid.
At this time, he was squatting in front of Ji Lan, like a devout believer squatting in front of gods and Buddhas to pray for forgiveness.
But this prayer came too late. It was too late
His life was broken.
Even if you try your best to put it together, it will never be perfect.
I originally thought that if I had Ji Lan and the little guy for the rest of my life, I would be considered a winner.
But he never thought that his so-called winner and perfection was achieved by Ji Lan changing half of his legs.
He is destined to be trapped in a hell that is unworthy of Ji Lan.
The footsteps stopped in front of him and there was no movement for a long time. When Ji Lan raised his eyes and looked over, he suddenly ran into Ji Mingzong's forbearing and regretful eyes.
In just a moment, Ji Lan thought about running away.
The latter seemed to see her intention and stretched out his hand to press her into his arms.
The struggle, tearing, and pushing all turned into a mournful cry.
When the broken and choked voice came out of the suite, An Ye stood at the door and trembled.
On December 31, 2015, the two hugged each other and cried bitterly in the suite.
Regret and sadness came one after another, like two mountains pressing on their hearts.
Mr. Ji's sorry words reached Ji Lan's ears.
He held her face, and the tears wiped her face and the tip of her nose and rolled down.
The trembling all over the body caused by trying to hold back was impossible to ignore.
He pressed his lover's forehead, trembled and shed tears, and kissed her without any rules: "I'm sorry, Lanlan, I'm sorry." "I'm sorry."
"I'm a bastard, I deserve to die."
The man put Ji Lan on the sofa with both hands. He knelt in front of her and held her hand tightly with one hand.
He lifted up her skirt with one hand.
Just after halfway, Ji Lan stopped him in a panic.
The man's almost pleading voice sounded before his eyes: "Lanlan, it's not a flaw, it's your medal."
On this day, the man knelt in front of her and held her legs.
When the heavy kiss fell, it was like ants crawling into her limbs and bones.
Kiss after kiss, cumbersome and self-reproaching.
Tears soaked her lips and fell on his legs.
A few minutes later, there was a "ho" sound.
Uncontrollable cries of grief rang out. Ji Mingzong hugged her legs and cried like a repentant child.
Chaos never arises unilaterally, and the matter in Ji Lan has not yet been resolved.
Wen Dai was stimulated to become ill because of Ji Lan's injury.
The person who was placed in the guest room upstairs was mutilating himself in the bathroom with a disposable razor, which happened to be witnessed by the little guy.
When the heartbreaking cry came out, Jing He was so frightened that he didn't even hold the water glass tightly.
When he hurried over, he saw a richly dressed lady holding a blade in one hand, raising the other hand, and falling on her arm one after another.
Jing He was so frightened that he went out with his child in his arms.
He called Yan Hui to come in and control Wen Dai.
He was rushed to the hospital again.
The little guy held in Jing He's hands cried and called for his mother.
When I called my husband, no one answered for a long time.
When she was so anxious that she was sweating profusely, An Ye came over quickly to pick up the child, held her in her arms and comforted her softly.
Wen Dai is sick, and has become ill in front of the little one more than once.
Although the little guy is young, he also understands that he is very obedient to his grandma on weekdays.
But it was the first time to witness Wen Dai committing suicide like today.
An also coaxed her for a long time but couldn't coax her properly. The little guy cried until he finally held her neck and vomited
Shen Yanqing took the child and sent it to the door of Ji Lan's room.
When Ji Mingzong opened the door and saw this scene, his heart trembled a little more.
"Wen Dai became ill, and Xixi was frightened when she saw her self-mutilation."
This night was chaotic.
Until early in the morning, the calendar time on my mobile phone turned a page, from 2015 to 2016.
They said goodbye to the old and welcomed the new in the hospital.
Wen Dai's condition was not good, the little one had nightmares at midnight, and Ji Lan was exhausted both physically and mentally.
Even though she was riddled with wounds, she still had to support the dependence of the old and the young on her.
Wen Dai woke up in the middle of the night and held her hand tightly.
One sentence after another: "I dreamed that I lost you."
Ji Lan comforted her: "It's not lost, it's still there."
"It's fine if you haven't lost it. It's fine if you haven't lost it. I don't want to live if you lose it."
Ji Lan couldn't bear it and turned his face away with tears in his eyes, not daring to look at her.
That night, they didn’t see the million-level New Year’s Eve fireworks at Beijing-Hong Kong Resort.
It wasn't until dawn in the morning and the overhead lights in the hospital were turned off that she felt that this thrilling day was over.
Fengming Capital covered the news tightly, and the news about Ji Lan's prosthetic limbs did not leak out at all.
When he was discharged from hospital in the afternoon, news came out that Secretary Lu had driven into the sea while driving due to fatigue.
Ji Mingzong's methods have always been ruthless.
The people he was determined to deal with rarely had a second chance to breathe.
Hospital return home.
Wen Dai and An Qin were settled into Ji Mingzong's new residence.
Ji Lan is ill.