Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âJinxing, listen to me. I didnât do it on purpose. I didnât know⦠Ah!â
Zhao Jinxing was stunned. She stared blankly at Zhao Jinxiu, who was rolling down the stairs. Before she could react, she heard an angry roar, âZhao Jinxing, what are you doing?â
Her father, Zhao Hong, came in anxiously and quickly hugged Zhao Jinxiu in his arms. At the same time, he glared at Zhao jinxing upstairs. He said, âSheâs your sister. How could you push her down the stairs? Youâre too vicious!â
Vicious?
Zhao Jinxing sneered. From the moment her father entered the door, he had convicted her without even asking.
Zhao Jinxing was about to refute, but Zhao Jinxiu cried miserably, âDad, Iâm in so much pain. I think my arms are broken. Dad, save me!â
When Zhao Hong heard this, he felt terribly sorry for Jinxiu. He couldnât bother to teach Zhao Jinxing a lesson. Carrying Zhao Jinxiu in his arms, he hurriedly called the bodyguard to send them to the hospital.
Zhao Jinxing watched all this with cold eyes. Not long after, she took out her phone and sent a message, âPlease investigate Zhao Jinxiu, find out everything about her.â
Immediately after, she took the car keys and followed him to the hospital.
She wanted to see what tricks Zhao Jinxiu was up to.
In the hospital.
Zhao Jinxiuâs right hand was fractured. Zhao Hong immediately got a luxurious VIP ward for her. Before Zhao Jinxing entered the door, she could already hear the crying inside.
âNo, Dad, donât blame Jinxing. Itâs all my fault.â
Zhao Jinxiu hugged Zhao Hong, sobbing pitifully as she said, âItâs my fault. I shouldnât have argued with Jinxing. If I hadnât made her angry, she wouldnât have pushed me⦠Itâs all my fault, itâs all myâ¦â
âStop pleading for her. I think sheâs been spoiled by her grandfather since young. She doesnât even have sisterly love. She is reckless!â Zhao Hong said angrily.
âFather, when grandfather was alive, you didnât say that. Now that grandfather is gone for less than a month, youâve changed. Who is the reckless one? You donât even respect the elderly!â
Zhao Jinxing pushed the door open and looked coldly at Zhao Hong. He was holding someone elseâs daughter in his arms now.
Zhao Jinxing loved her grandfather, Zhuang Zhenting the most. She wouldnât allow anyone to talk bad about him.
âYou b*stard, how dare you talk to me like that?â
Zhao Hong had just calmed down, but he got angry again. He was about to beat Zhao Jinxing when Chen Ping stopped him hastily. âZhao Hong, what are you doing? How can you beat your own child?â
Zhao Hong huffed in rage and dropped his arm. Chen Ping stepped forward and looked gently at Zhao Jinxing. âJinxing! Auntie knows whatâs happening. Itâs your sisterâs fault this time. Let me apologize on her behalf. Please, donât be mad at her, okay?â
âIâm sorry. My mother only gave birth to me. I donât have an elder sister,â Zhao Jinxing turned a cold face without bothering about Chen Ping.
When Chen Ping heard this, her eyes turned red with tears rolling. âIf you donât like both of us, I wonât force you. I⦠Iâll go and pack up later. Jinxiu will leave with me tomorrow.â
With that, Chen Ping went to the bed and hugged Zhao Jinxiu. The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried bitterly.
Zhao Hong felt his heart aching when he watched this scene. He quickly ran over to hug and comfort them. The happy and harmonious family of three deeply stung Zhao Jinxing.
âChen Ping, you donât have to leave. A little girl like her canât make decisions in this house. You can stay here, nobody will dare to chase you away!â