I obviously felt something pierce my skin, pierce my body!

The next second, back pain began to expand, more and more pain!

I bite my lips and turn my head. I see Fan Yu standing there behind me, holding the knife that just pierced my body. It's a fruit knife.

The metal blade is full of blood!

It hurts!

I've never had such a pain!

Although I wanted to stand, the pain in my back was beyond my imagination. As soon as I turned around and moved my leg, I touched the wound and knelt down in pain.

"What are you doing?" Qin Zhaomin obviously didn't expect Fan Yu to stab me!

Fan Yu had no fear in her eyes. Instead, she was full of ferocity. "Can't you see that? She certainly won't give us the house! After a while, the third member of the Ji family will definitely come, and then we will be finished! It's better that we kill her! Death sentence at most! She's dead, and we're not to lose! "

Listening to Fan Yu's words, I immediately regretted it.

I should have agreed.

It's just over eight o'clock. At this time, Ji Zhaoming will come at least eleven o'clock.

By eleven o'clock, I'm afraid my blood will have run dry.

No way!

I can't die! I still have Shuoshuo.

Ji Qingxuan is married. I can't expect him to manage Shuoshuo, so I'm the only one!

I can't die.

I thought of this, hesitated, grabbed Fan Yu and said, "I'll give it to you!"

"What?" Fan Yu was stunned for a moment.

I reluctantly stood up, "the house is now in Ji Zhaoming's name, the house is also there, you help me contact him!"

As soon as Fan Yu heard this, she was worried, "what? Why is our house with him? "

"Anyway, now the house is in his name, you, you call 120, help me, I'll make a document, I'll give it to you!"

My hand covers the wound on the back waist, I can feel the blood flowing out a little bit, and the viscous liquid on my hand is more and more.

And the body is getting colder and colder.

This kind of feeling is like the loss of life.

As I said this, I got up slightly, took a piece of paper from the table, and then drew a pen. I held the wound in my left hand and the pen in my right hand, and wrote down the letter that I was willing to give the house to Fan Yu and Qin Zhaomin.

Actually, I'm very clear.

It doesn't count at all.

After all, the house is under Ji Zhaoming's name. What do I write?

But at this moment, I have to make them believe me!

When I finished, I returned the paper to him and said, "call me 120."

Fan Yu hesitated for a moment, or took out the phone, want to call, Qin Zhaomin directly came to stop her.

He bent down and picked up the paper on the ground. He glanced at it and tore it to pieces. He was still on the ground, sneering, "do you think we are fools? Since the house is not yours, you still write about Qin Jiaqi. What is this? Qin Jiaqi is a dead man now! What's the use of writing her name? "

Sure enough, Fan Yu is stupid, Qin Zhaomin is not.

Fan Yu also suddenly realized that she pointed a knife at me, "Qin Jiaqi, you dare to play with us!"

"Well, what are you going to do?" I looked at him. "Anything."

I can't die.

For the sake of Shuoshuo, you can't die!

Qin Zhaomin stood there and thought for a while. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth turned to one side. His thin face showed hatred and said word by word, "of course, I'm watching you die."

I frown slightly.

Instead of explaining to me, Qin Zhaomin said to Fan Yu, "put away the knife, go and get something, wipe it all over here, and make sure we don't leave fingerprints and other traces, and then go!"

As soon as he said it, I knew what he was going to do!

But Fan Yu did not understand, "what is this for?"

"It's a private house. There's no monitoring. We haven't been here." Qin continued with a pause, "when she dies, we will take Ji Zhaoming's possession of our daughter's property as an excuse to sue and get the house back!"

"Ah Fan Yu suddenly realized and nodded, "yes, yes!"

She cleaned the knife, put it away and began to wipe.

By this time, my blood had been flowing a lot.

I have almost no strength on me.

He was cold all over and his eyelids were heavy.

If you don't work hard, you will fall asleep in the next second.

"No, no, help me, help me!" I'm desperate.

Qin Zhaomin was afraid that I would make trouble, so he grabbed my leg and pulled me into the small conference room!

My wound is on the waist, he so a pull, the wound began to severe pain!

"Ah I cried in pain.

However, Qin Zhaomin seems to have never heard of it.

All the way, he pulled me to the small conference room, closed the door, stood outside the door and looked at my painful expression, with a happy smile on his face, "Qin Jiaqi, are you worth it? The last thing I'll do is have a daughter like you. ""You! Hiss... "

I want to scold him, but my body hurts too much. It hurts when I'm excited.

Seeing me like this, Qin Zhaomin's smile was more joyful. "Qin Jiaqi, as my daughter, although you are dead now, you are of some use."

"Bah! You are not my father at all

I lay there, not daring to move.

I'm afraid that I will be involved in my wound and make myself colder.

"Yes, I am a daughter of Xiaomeng. But for you, we would have been able to save Xiaomeng!" When Qin Zhaomin spoke, his eyes became vicious. "We have given all the money to him, but because of the lack of money, he finally brought Xiaomeng to the boat!"

Listening to Qin Zhaomin's words, I have realized what he said.

"Ha ha." I looked at Qin Zhaomin, "do you think you can save her? I tell you, Yin Shijie didn't intend to let us live, but I'm very lucky... "

"Bah! It's you! We heard the black box on the ship. You stabbed Xiaomeng with a fruit knife, and then pushed her into the sea of fire, making her unable to escape! "

Qin Zhaomin looked at me, holding the handle of the conference room door with both hands.

Hate in my eyes!

The so-called black box is fake.

I know, but I also know Qin Zhaomin won't believe it.

How could he believe me? When did he trust me.

My eyelids became more and more heavy. Qin Zhaomin didn't speak. He turned and left. He said to Fan Yu in the distance, "come here and wipe the door handle."

"Good."

Fan Yu's honest answer.

I lay there, feeling almost completely soaked in my clothes.

It's over.

Am I going to die?

What about Shuo Shuo.

I'll be sad when I die.

Who can help me.

When I was desperate.

"Ding Dong." Outside, the doorbell rang.

Is Ji Zhaoming here?

Hope rose in my heart.

At the moment when the doorbell rang, I heard the silence outside. Neither Fan Yu nor Qin Zhaomin spoke.

There's my ringtone from upstairs.

This ring tone is not from my personal mobile phone. It seems that it's not Ji Zhaoming.

It's over.

If it's someone else, no matter who it is, no one will leave, right?

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