The real daughter of the group pet is actually a Taoist boss

Chu Jing stared at Chu Ran, grabbed her arm, pulled her, pulled her to the garden fountain beside her, pressed Chu Jing on the steps, and forced her to look at herself in the water.

"Look at your face."

"Chu Ran, take a good look at your face."

"Who does your face look like?"

Chu Ran was completely speechless and could only scream loudly for help.

"You're right, you're not our biological sister, but haven't we treated you well enough for so many years?"

Chu Jing asked angrily and painfully, "Am I not good enough for you? I didn't give you what you wanted?"

"You are the most favored in this family."

"From childhood to adulthood, no matter what trouble you caused, we will settle it for you."

"How can you say such a thing?"

"Even if we know that you are not our biological sister, have we treated you badly?"

"Is there something missing for you to eat and wear? Haven't we settled the trouble you caused?"

"Chu Ran, how can you say such a thing!"

Chu Jing almost pushed Chu Ran's head into the water, but she just pressed hard and didn't go any further.

Chu Jing really didn't understand.

He didn't understand why Chu Ran wanted to hurt him so much?

The housekeeper's servant's exclamation came from the garden, and Song Qianya's voice was even more piercing.

Song Qianya rushed over and grabbed Chu Jing's arm, "Why are you crazy? Let go of your sister, let go of her!"

Seeing that Chu Jing still did not let go, Song Qianya hammered Chu Jing hard.

Chu Jing still did not let go.

He just wanted to get an answer from Chu Ran.

Knowing that a figure rushed over like the wind, he pulled Chu Jing with his arm vigorously, and pulled away his hand that was pressing Chu Ran, "Ah Jing, calm down."

Chu Heng looked at the scars on Chu Jing's face, and saw that his face was covered with blood.

There is still a bit of the dignified posture of Emperor Chu on the screen, and the whole evil ghost that has climbed up from hell.

Song Qianya protected Chu Ran and hugged her distressedly, "Ran Ran, are you okay!"

Chu Ran lay in Song Qianya's arms sobbing, out of breath.

Song Qianya's heart ached even more, she stared at Chu Jing fiercely, and cursed: "What kind of grudge do you have, as for killing your sister?"

Chu Jing was grabbed by Chu Heng's arm, looked at Chu Ran in Song Qianya's arms, and smiled wryly, "I want to know too. What kind of enmity do we have?"

Chu Ran was still crying and her body was shaking.

Song Qianya quickly supported her and wanted to take her away.

Chu Jing wanted to go forward, but Chu Heng grabbed her arm, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Regardless of Chu Jing's struggle, Chu Heng dragged him away.

It wasn't until he got out of the Chu family's villa and stuffed Chu Jing into the car that Chu Heng took out his mobile phone to call Chu Luo, "Well, I stopped it, but..."

Chu Heng recounted the scene he saw, "Are the two of them okay?"

They were talking about Zuo Youyou and Xiaoya.

Chu Luo was silent for two seconds, "Hua Wan called and said they were in the hospital."

Hua Wan took Zuo Youyou and Yaya mother and daughter to live in the imperial capital for a few days, then took Zuo Youyou to Jiangcheng to worship their parents.

Hua Wan and the others did not go, but waited for their mother and daughter under the cemetery.

When she received a call from Chu Luo, Hua Wan was leaning against the car body and playing with her mobile phone boredly.

Only Jing Jiayan was with her, and Jing Jiayan was playing games with headphones, cursing while beating.

Then Hua Wan's cell phone rang.

Seeing that it was Chu Luo's number, she immediately connected.

"Are they? They're in the cemetery! Yes, today we went to Jiangcheng to pay homage to her parents."

"Okay. I see, let's go now."

As soon as the phone was hung up, Hua Wan slapped the window and said to Jing Jiayan, "Quick, let's go to the cemetery, Miss told us not to stay in Jiangcheng, and take them back to the Imperial Capital immediately."

Just after Hua Wan finished speaking, Jing Jiayan quickly jumped out of the car.

Hua Wan looked over in surprise, and saw Zuo Youyou, mother and daughter, rolling down from the top of the towering steps.

Before her exclamation came out of her throat, Jing Jiayan had already turned into a prototype and rushed over directly.

The huge snake body stopped the mother and daughter who were rolling down.

hospital.

Chu Heng pressed Chu Jing's shoulders and stopped him from getting up, "The mother and daughter are fine."

"Why did you roll down the steps all of a sudden? Did someone hurt them? Who was it?"

Chu Heng lowered his eyelids, "No one hurt them. It's just that the step was loose, and the two of them fell down without stepping on it."

Such a high step, if Chu Luo's people hadn't rescued them, if the mother and daughter rolled all the way down, they might even die.

Not only was he dead, maybe... he died in a terrible way.

Thinking of this, Chu Heng couldn't help shaking with fear.

His eyes fell on the wound on Chu Jing's face with the long index finger, and he thought of Chu Ran's panicked expression.

"The Zuo family's cemetery is one of the best cemeteries in Jiangcheng. It is inspected every year, so how could there be loose steps!" Chu Jing looked sideways at Chu Heng, and let the nurse clean the wound on his face.

Chu Heng: "...Take care of the wound quickly, don't you want to go and see their mother and daughter?"

Chu Jing: "..."

Chu Jing remained silent. After the wound was treated, he got up directly and walked towards Zuo Youyou and Yaya's ward.

He slowly pushed open the door of the ward and walked slowly to the bed.

There are two hospital beds on the left and right, with Zuo Youyou lying on one and Yaya lying on the other.

When Hua Wan saw him coming, she frowned first, and then saw Chu Heng behind Chu Jing.

Chu Heng shook his head at her, Hua Wan didn't stop Chu Jing, but patted Jing Jiayan, and led her out of the ward.

Chu Heng also walked out, leaving Chu Jing alone in the ward.

Chu Jing stood there for a while, then walked towards Yaya's hospital bed.

Her fair and tender face was smeared with purple iodophor, and her little hands and feet were wrapped in bandages. Even when she was asleep, her beautiful eyebrows were wrinkled, and her lips were tightly pursed.

Chu Jing looked at it in silence for a while, then walked around to Zuo Youyou's hospital bed.

He sat down slowly and silently looked at the woman on the hospital bed with bruises on her face.

The information Chu Heng investigated flashed through his mind involuntarily.

Zuo Youyou is the only daughter of the Zuo family, the daughter of the Zuo family.

If her parents hadn't died, she would have lived wantonly and proudly, just like Chu Ran, like An Qian, under the blessing of her family and parents, she was a wealthy daughter of Jiangcheng.

She will be more dazzling than Chu Ran and An Qian.

She is so good at studying, she is the first every time.

She is beautiful, as long as she is around, she will be the school belle.

That beautiful and excellent writer's daughter is lying on the hospital bed right now.

The body is thin and weak, the skin is damaged, and the ankle is covered with plaster...

Chu Jing suddenly bent his back, covered his face with his hands, hot tears spilled from between his fingers.

The door of the ward.

Chu Heng called Chu Luo again, "Have you passed?"

Chu Luo was waiting for the plane at the airport, "I don't know."

Chu Heng pinched the bridge of his nose anxiously, "The mother and daughter have already been hurt so badly, isn't it enough?"

"What else? Let them die?"

Chu Luo's face also became stern, "I don't know. Send their mother and daughter back to Dijing, my villa as soon as possible."

She paused, "No, send it to... the Huo family's villa, and I will contact the Huo family."

Chu Luo looked at Huo Xiaoming who was sitting beside him, and Huo Xiaoming nodded directly.

Chu Luo asked Chu Heng again, "Send them to Huo's villa in the imperial capital."

Chu Heng nodded, "I'll make arrangements when they wake up. I'll take them there myself."

Chu Luo hummed.

"Be careful on the road too."

hang up the phone.

Huo Xiaoming looked at Chu Luo's frowning, "Mother and daughter Zuo Youyou were seriously injured?"

"Ah."

Huo Xiaoming suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand, holding it gently in the palm, "It's not your fault."

Chu Luo moved her lips and said in a low voice, "I know."