Who knows at the foot of a instability, Zhu Qing body lost balance, the whole person rolled down the stairs.
Zhu Qing rolled downstairs and fainted, but her blood quickly flowed all over the floor and dyed her white skirt red.
Summer beauty sweet Leng Leng, she also didn't expect, the thing unexpectedly can become this appearance.
When she was distracted, Zhu Qing had been surrounded by the crowd, and soon someone called 120. The ambulance staff carried Zhu Qing to the ambulance.
"She fell on her own? How could she fall by herself! Is she dying? " Song Minghui's hand loosened Xia Meitian's collar, his face was livid, and he grabbed her slender neck directly.
"Cough..."
Summer sweet suddenly from the memory of pulling away, the whole person coughed up.
"Before she died, she told me that you pushed her down. You dare to argue!"
Song Minghui recalled Zhu Qing's appearance before she died. His anger was more intense and his strength was heavier.
"She said nonsense Cough, cough! It's She framed me... "
Xia Meitian's two hands are trying to tear song Minghui's hand away, but the man's strength is so strong that it seems to crush her throat bone.
"Set you up?"
Song Minghui gave a sneer, and his face became more gloomy. He looked so ferocious that he seemed to be a Shura from hell.
"Did she frame you with the life of herself and the child in her stomach?"
Song Minghui's strength is a little stronger. He wants to strangle the woman in front of him and ask her to make amends to Zhu Qing and her child!
Xia Meitian only felt that her throat was getting tighter and tighter, and the air she could breathe was getting thinner and thinner. Because of lack of oxygen, her whole face was red.
Looking at the ferocious man in front of him, he was her husband and she was his wife. Now, he killed her for a pregnant third child.
Xia Meitian only feels that her consciousness is gradually lax, and the strength of struggling in her hands is gone. Song Minghui really wants to kill her and avenge the death of Zhu Qing and her child.
Two lines of tears from the peach blossom eyes flow out, along the cheek slip, drop on the man's hand tightly grasp her neck.
Wet meaning with hot, let song Minghui immediately back to God, pull back a trace of reason.
"You can't die so easily."
Song Minghui's mind came up with Zhu Qing's pale appearance before she died. He took back his hand, turned and strode away.
Xia Meitian was released by song Minghui, immediately instinctively breathing the fresh air, only feel the lungs are burning stinging.
The whole person could not control the soft body, sat on the ground, tears also could not help surging out of his eyes, with extremely unwilling and aggrieved.
She said that she didn't push it. It was Zhu Qing who rolled down the stairs.
How could he Don't you believe it?
The sound of hasty footsteps rings again. Song Minghui, who has left, returns again.
Xia Meitian raised her hand in a hurry, wiped her tears and raised her head.
"Pa!" Song Minghui directly covers the divorce agreement with Xia Meitian's face.
"Divorce quickly. A vicious woman like you should go to hell, murderer!" Song Minghui looked at the woman sitting on the ground and said fiercely.
The sharp edge of A4 paper cuts Xia Meitian's face, and the pain comes from it. The blood overflows from time to time, but she can't care about it now.
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