Every word he said about me was resounding.

Around, Fan Yu, Qin Jiameng, Qin Zhaomin, are fried!

Especially in the fence side of Qin Jiameng, looking at my eyes full of jealousy and hate.

Her face, I wish I could come here now and kill me.

When I hesitated how to answer him, I heard another voice coming from the rooftop, "let me go up, let me go up, little dream, my baby granddaughter."

This voice


I turned my head and saw Qin CI standing at the door.

And there was no one to support her!

I shake off Ji Qingxuan, grab my arm's hand, step up, will qinci hold.

At the same time, I took a look in the direction of the access to the roof.

A figure in a white coat just left.

Qin Ci was held by me, and the whole person leaned on me. He was very weak, but when he saw Qin Jiameng in the distance, his arm trembled and stretched out, "little dream, come down, good."

"No, grandma, I have no face to live in this world."

Qin Jiameng said, tears in her eyes.

However, I can't read sadness and accident from her face, let alone worry about Qin CI.

It's like Qin CI is just a prop she uses.

Qin CI grabbed my hand and kept shaking, "little dream, little dream, don't scare grandma."

As she spoke, her breathing was clearly difficult to hear.

I was scared, "grandma, grandma, you go down to have a rest first, and leave it to us here!"

I said, trying to help Qin CI leave.