Fan family.

Fan Qiang refused to stay in the hospital, and kept arguing to go home. Director Fan had to agree with her to go through the discharge procedures.

There was a sudden "bang" in the room on the second floor. Mrs. fan just stopped from outside. She didn't know what happened.

The servant also ran out of the kitchen in fright.

Mrs. fan asked, "what was the sound just now?"

The servant was at a loss: "I don't know. It seems that it came from the lady's room..."

The servant didn't finish his words, and Mrs. fan suddenly called out, "no!

Since she came back from the hospital, fan Qiang has been eating and drinking. If the sound comes from her room, it won't be

Mrs. fan worried that women would be short-sighted and ran upstairs.

The servant couldn't figure out the situation, so he had to go upstairs.

Panting, Mrs. fan pushed away fan Qiang's bedroom and cried out, "qiang'er, don't look for it..."

Mrs. fan stood at the door in amazement.

In the room, a mess, the ground is full of broken porcelain, even the bed, quilt and pillow were cut by scissors, revealing a large cotton wadding.

The condition of the whole room can only be described as appalling.

Resisting her anger, Mrs. fan stood on tiptoe to the dresser, where fan Qiang was sitting in a daze.

At the moment, fan Qiang has been staring at the mirror that looks like Zhong Wuyan's face, the ferocious scar is really disgusting.

Fan Qiang did not seem to feel the general, has been staring at the right hand is not consciously stroking the scar.

"Don't look." Mrs. fan was sad to see that her daughter had been made like this, and she was also upset.

Fan Qiang didn't hear what Mrs. Fan said. She looked at her face in the mirror, and suddenly said to herself, "Mom, do you think I'm good-looking, or not?"

When she said this, she suddenly turned her face and looked at Mrs. fan.

Mrs. fan stood behind fan Qiang, who could only turn around and look up at Mrs. fan's direction.

The ferocious scar was bared in Mrs. fan's eyes.

Mrs. fan was so frightened that she shrunk subconsciously.

She dodged and didn't know how to answer her daughter's question.

Seeing such a face in broad daylight, she would be scared, not to mention growing on her daughter.

Fan Qiang suddenly burst into laughter and whispered bitterly and hoarsely: "mama, you dare not even look at me. I'm your daughter, your own daughter!"

Fan Qiang's heart was full of grief, but she was afraid of death. For another woman, she might not be able to bear the pain, and she would have been short-sighted for a long time.

But fan is afraid of death and pain. She doesn't dare to be short-sighted. Even if she wants to die, she plays in front of her parents, so that they can pay more attention to her and care more about her

Up to now, Fan Yi has finally understood that in the past ten years, she has been happier than many people.

Unfortunately, she has always taken it for granted, until now, her face was destroyed, only to understand what the world is.

It's late. It's all late.

Of course, she saw the fear in Mrs. fan's eyes. It was her mother. She even hated her!

In this life, who can she expect to love her, protect her and love her?!

No, it's impossible!

Fan Qiang staggered to her feet and walked slowly out to the balcony on the second floor.