87 You dare to hit her?
Immediately, bright red blood flowed down ye Wenwenâs arm.
Ye Wenwen looked at ye qingge with wide eyes and then at her mother in a panic.
âMom, I hurt myself, not sister ...â
âWhat? It was that woman who hurt Wen Wen ...â
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âDonât talk nonsense. My sister would not hurt me. I hurt myself!â Ye Wenwen shouted at the guests who were talking, her face red with anger.
Ye qingge was already panicking from the wound on ye Wenwenâs arm, because ye Wenwenâs skin was particularly unwilling to heal.
When she was young, she had once cut her leg with glass. It was just a small wound, but she had a fever again and again. It took her half a month to recover.
She was really worried about how long it would take to heal such a long wound.
She shouldnât have dodged her just now, and she wouldnât have been hurt like this.
âWen Wen, I didnât mean it. I just didnât want to hurt you, so I dodged ...â
Watching the blood flowing down ye Wenwenâs arm, ye qinggeâs eyes were filled with tears.
âYou jinx, what are you doing here? Wen Wen is trying to put in a good word for you, but you still hurt her. â
Dong Wenqian ran straight to ye qingge and raised her hand to hit her, but ye Wenwen stopped her.
The slap landed on ye Wenwenâs face.
Ye qingge glared at Dong Wenqian. This aunt whom she had been calling aunt for several years was now staring at her with eyes wide open, as if she wanted to cut her alive.
âMom, youâre too much! Donât say that about my sister!â She shielded ye qingge behind her like she was protecting a chick. This was the first time she had spoken to her mother so harshly.
Li Mumu looked at the mother and daughter in front of her coldly. This was really interesting.
âWen Wen, how can you talk to me like that? not only did she steal your fiancé, but she also hurt you. I feel bad for you, but youâre saying that Iâm too much?â
âMom, I didnât mean it that way ... I just donât want you to call me sister, Iâm not in pain! Dad, it wasnât sister who hurt me. I was just careless!â
Ye Wenwen explained in tears as she watched her father walk over.
That obedient and self-reproaching look would make anyoneâs heart ache.
Ye hide looked at the knife in ye qinggeâs hand and then at ye Wenwenâs bleeding arm.
He raised his hand and gave ye qingge a slap, as fast and accurate as ever.
âWen Wen has always been protecting you, and you dare to hurt her! Youâre just like your mother, you only know how to bully your sister, youâre shameless!â
Words filled with hatred came from a fatherâs mouth.
Ye qingge thought that she could no longer feel the pain and her heart was numb. But why did it hurt? why?
Ye qinggeâs fair face instantly became red and swollen.
Li Mumu clenched her small fists tightly. She wanted to return the slap to the man who had hit ye qingge.
However, he was too short to reach ...
Just as he was about to kick him, his eyes caught a glimpse of the tall figure walking in from the entrance of the venue.
He immediately hid in the crowd and took the opportunity to escape.
âYou donât deserve to mention my mother!â Ye qingge gritted her teeth and looked at ye Dade. How could her mother fall in love with such a man?
Hearing ye qinggeâs words, ye hide raised his hand to hit her again.
âI dare you to hit her!â A dark and domineering voice filled with undisguised anger rang out in the large banquet hall, causing everyoneâs hearts to clench.