"Jing Huai, save my father..."

　　At the scene of the car accident, Jian Zhiwei begged her fiancé Xiao Jinghua bitterly.

　　But Xiao Jinghua took a step back and said, "Jian Zhiwei, why are you still alive?"

　　Jian Zhiwei stopped talking and looked at him blankly.

　　The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and there was a cold light in his eyes, along with a mocking and contemptuous smile.

　　He looked at her and said, "Jian Zh Lily, don't you understand that I personally arranged the car accident between you and your father?"

　　These words were like a sharp knife piercing into Jianan's heart.

　　The car accident was arranged by him...

　　How could this be possible!

　　Jian Zhiwei retreated a few steps as if she didn't know Xiao Jinghua. She stared at this man, trying to make sure that he wasn't the real Xiao Jinghua!

　　However, the high-ding handmade suit he wore was bought by her. The corner of the cloth in his pocket was exposed and it was also made by her herself. Even the pair of leather shoes under his feet were also made by her in the morning when she put oil on him...

　　This was Xiao Jinghua, and this was her fiancé Xiao Jinghua.

　　It was him who wanted to kill her father!

　　She could not believe it!

　　As she looked at him, her thoughts were as heavy as lead, and it was difficult for her to breathe.

　　At this moment, she heard her step-sister Qi Qianqian's sharp and coquettish voice.

　　Qi Qianqian said, "Jing Huai, haven't you dealt with it yet?"

　　"Hasn't he dealt with anything yet?"

　　Why would Qianqian do that?

　　Although she had doubts in her heart, she was more fortunate.

　　Xiao Jinghua suddenly changed into a look that she did not know. But Qianqian was still her sister, the second daughter of his father's love. She would definitely save her and his father!

　　Following the sound, she turned around and crawled to Qi Qianqian's front. She grabbed her hand and begged, "Qianqian, save Dad. He's dying!"

　　Qi Qianqian immediately shook off her hand.

　　She also grinned and cried, "Jing Huai, Jianan made me bleed so much. I'm so sick, I'm so scared!"

　　Upon hearing this, Xiao Huaijing stepped forward and kicked Jian Zh Lily.

　　Jian Zhiwei threw herself sideways and spat out a mouthful of blood.

　　She looked at everything in front of her and was at a loss.

　　What on earth was going on in this world?

　　Her beloved fiancé suddenly changed. Why did her beloved sister become?

　　She turned into someone she didn't know!

　　"Ahem." A faint cough sounded, and Jian's father lying on the side slowly opened his eyes.

　　Qi Qianqian screamed and hid in Xiao Jingyao's arms. Jian Zhiwei's dim eyes lit up again. She crawled toward Jian's father with all her hands and feet.

　　Jian's father also tremblingly stretched out his hand when he saw her.

　　Jian's father said in a soft voice, "Tongtong, I can't do it anymore. You have to..."

　　Before he finished his words, "Bang!" A stone with a diameter of more than half a foot was lifted and slammed on Jian's father's chest.

　　His chest sank, and he couldn't finish his words.

　　Jian Zhiwei was stiff all over. She saw her father's eyes full of confusion, pain, worry, and concern.

　　He died with a grievance.

　　Xiao Jinghua, on the other hand, clapped his hands and sneered. "Qianqian, don't be afraid. Everything has been dealt with."

　　There was despair, hatred, and unwillingness in Jian Zhiwei's eyes, which were on the verge of death.

　　"Xiao Jinghua, you devil!"

　　She pounced on Xiao Jinghua, but Xiao Jinghua moved slightly to one side and avoided her.

　　She fell to the ground, and two more of her fragile bones were broken. Her palms and face were embedded with sand, and a layer of skin was polished by sand. She was dying...