Chapter 2618

She regarded a man whose family had been destroyed as a benefactor, gave birth to a child for him, and gave up her own daughter for him.

"Ha ha ha ha -" fan Guihua suddenly laughed, laughing very loud, startled the birds on the tree.

Birds take off, branches make a sparse sound, accompanied by this desperate laughter ring in the night sky.

Ding Ning was relieved by the laughter, and the horror in her heart had already exceeded the scope she could bear.

"Ha ha ha -" the nearly crazy smile made people understand how strong the despair was.

The last time Ding Ning saw her mother was six years old, the day her grandmother took her away.

She remembers the heavy rain that day. She remembers her grandmother's shrill cry after he's family. She said: let her go!

It was her resistance to he Zhigang, because he didn't intend to let her go.

That day, she took her grandmother's hand and left the place she called nightmare without looking back in the heavy rain.

Yu Jiangqing said that she was always self righteous.

Whether it's her daughter's business, her mother's business, or even Yu Jiangqing's business, she always thinks herself right.

So, she lost her daughter, so, she hurt her mother.

She wanted to call Mom, but she couldn't.

Fan Guihua was smiling. She was already in tears. She slowly stood up. She looked back at Yu Jiangqing standing behind them. "What I said to you, you should remember, poor couple are sad, no money, no love." Fan Guihua said, her eyes fell on the pistol on Yu Jiangqing's waist.

Yu Jiangqing wanted to say something. She just saw fan Guihua slowly reach out and take the pistol from his waist. "He doesn't deserve it. He doesn't deserve to go to hell to see Ding Hong. Of course, I don't deserve it either."

Fan Guihua said, looking back at the man lying on the ground to escape, slowly raised the gun in his hand, "I thought he owed me a lifetime, originally, I was a joke, I owed him a lifetime."

He Zhigang endured the pain on his body and was in a hurry to get up——

"Bang --"

He Zhigang just got up, but he didn't take a few steps. His eyes widened incredulously. He slowly turned back and looked at the woman who was still holding a pistol in both hands. "You --"

Ding Ning also looked at the scene in front of him with disbelief.

When Yu Jiangqing wanted to reach for the gun, fan Guihua had already fired at her temple.

"Yu Jiangqing, remember my words, remember --"

"Ma --" Ding Ning screamed. When she caught fan Guihua's body, what she couldn't keep was her lost life. "Ma, Ma, Ma --" Ding Ning wanted to hold fan Guihua's hand, but couldn't hold it tightly.

The bird flies again, the subtle sound is irritating.

Yu Jiangqing's hand to grab the gun was still in the air, but it was too late.

Fan Guihua didn't say a word to Ding Ning until she died. Maybe all she wanted to say had already told Yu Jiangqing that day.

Told this, can let her rest assured man.

She was ashamed of her husband and daughter, so she chose to be silent.

Choose to leave the world in silence.

Her life has long been a tragedy, but she is still struggling, struggling to live, living to see her daughter again.

Now, I see.

She also found that her life is not only a tragedy, but also a satire.

Now, the play should be over.