Yang Qianyu was originally going to turn directly into the house, but did not notice a white Maserati parked on the roadside.
It was when she was passing by that the car suddenly honked at her.
Naturally, she slowed down and turned around to look, and then she saw Feng Shiwen, who was so thin that she could dance seaweed in the cold wind, as the passenger door opened, waving and smiling at her.
She was horrified.
It's not that she's afraid of Feng Shiwen, but... she clearly told Feng Moyan to meet in the Royal Garden in a few days, but now she suddenly appeared here - obviously to catch her off guard.
Yang Qianyu clearly heard Xiao Jia in her mind shouting excitedly and angrily: Look! I'll just say it! How can this woman truly repent! She must have a purpose! Ignore her! Ignore her!
Yang Qianyu thinks so too.
Feng Shiwen had obviously confused her brother, and he was afraid that he had bad intentions when he suddenly came to her like this.
She didn't intend to pay attention, but when she was driving away, Feng Shiwen suddenly stepped forward as if she had already understood her heart.
She was so frightened that her heart stopped, and she quickly stepped on the brakes, throwing herself forward and falling hard.
The car window was lowered, Yang Qianyu's face was livid, but she still pretended to be calm: "What do you want to do? Die in front of my car so you can blame me again? Sorry, there are surveillance cameras on this road, no one will believe you."
Feng Shiwen was already thin and disfigured, her face was sallow and haggard, she was holding the thick cotton clothes on her body with her hands, standing in the cold winter evening, and said calmly: "I'm here...to apologize to you."
She said the word apology, but the look on her face showed no apology at all.
"Really? Then I accept it, you can go." Yang Qianyu was determined not to deal with her. After speaking, he raised the window, turned the steering wheel, and drove away to avoid her.
But this place was only a few steps away from her home. Feng Shiwen said hello to her friend who was driving a luxury car, and the friend drove away, and she walked slowly towards her destination.
Yang Qianyu parked the car and saw Feng Shiwen walking through the car window. For some reason, she felt inexplicably scared and nervous - she always felt like a ghost was walking towards her and the children.
She didn't dare to be careless and immediately dialed Feng Moyan's number.
"Qianqian, you are the master of change..."
"Feng Moyan! Feng Shiwen is coming to my house! Come here quickly!" Yang Qianyu interrupted hurriedly before he could finish his words, with an extremely nervous and sharp tone.
Over there, Feng Moyan was on his way to her house - he thought, since this little woman refused to take the children back to the Royal Garden, he would have the audacity to come and stay for one night, since the family could not be separated anyway.
Hearing Yang Qianyu's tone of voice that was so nervous that it was almost distorted, his face froze, and his body instantly tensed up, and he warned: "Don't be the same as her, I'll be there soon."
"good."
Originally, Yang Qianyu wanted to sit in the car, completely ignore Feng Shiwen, not meet her, and wait until Feng Moyan arrived.
But before this idea was settled, she saw Xixi running out happily at the door of the villa: "Mom, you're back!"
As soon as she saw the child, Yang Qianyu's expression changed drastically. She quickly opened the door and got out of the car. She ran over and picked up her daughter - with such a panic and quick look, it seemed that Feng Shiwen was a witch who eats children.
"Baby, come in quickly." She kissed her daughter and comforted her softly, but her heart was actually beating with nervousness.
Just as Aunt Rong was following behind, she was about to talk to Yang Qianyu when she caught a glimpse of the girl walking towards them.
Taking a closer look, Aunt Rong was surprised: "Miss Shiwen, you... why are you here?"
Yang Qianyu's face was gloomy. She handed Xixi in her arms to Aunt Rong and whispered: "Take Xixi in and take the children upstairs to the room. You can't come down without my permission."
"Okay, I understand." Aunt Rong understood something, nodded repeatedly, hugged Xixi and turned around to leave.
Xixi lay on Aunt Rong's shoulder and saw Feng Shiwen. She couldn't help but mutter: "It's that bad aunt, such a scary bad aunt..."
Yang Qianyu knew she couldn't hide, so she had to turn around, adjust her emotions secretly and look at Feng Shiwen: "What exactly are you going to do? I have accepted the apology, can you leave?"
Feng Shiwen didn't answer and looked at her.
Seeing that she was more beautiful than before, exuding a kind of intellectual elegance from head to toe, just like the powerful female bosses on TV, decent and aloof - the jealousy in her heart bloomed warmly again.
"Have you called my brother already? Is he on his way here?" After Feng Shiwen looked around, a smile appeared on her face again, and she asked softly.
Yang Qianyu also said bluntly, "Since you know everything, then don't embarrass me and go back with your brother later."
"Yang Qianyu, why do I scare you so much? I am a terminally ill person, out of breath even after walking a few steps, but you are high-spirited and healthy - I can actually make you tremble with fear, it's really interesting."
Yang Qianyu's face was extremely cold, "Yes, I am afraid of you, because the vicious heart is unfathomable. And I am not only myself, but also the mother of three children. I want to protect my children."
Speaking of children, there is no doubt that another handful of nutrients have been sprinkled on Feng Shiwen's jealousy.
"Yes, you are so good, you can still give birth to three children, but in my life... I will never be loved by anyone, and I will never be a mother. Now, even my life is about to be lost..." She lowered her eyebrows and spoke.
He curled slightly and his body swayed slightly.
Yang Qianyu couldn't stand the despondency in her body. It was not the weakness of a dying person, but more like the smoky air emanating from the inside out, which made people shudder.
She didn't want to talk any more, so she said, "Go back quickly, I have something else to do."
Turn around to enter the house.
But now that Feng Shiwen is here, how can she give up?
"Hey! I haven't finished speaking yet..." She immediately followed Yang Qianyu and tried to hold her back.
Just as she was on the steps, Yang Qianyu grabbed her arm.
Her body instinctively rejected it, and when she turned around, she slapped it away impatiently, "Feng Shiwen, what do you want... Hey, you--"
She turned around angrily, and before she could finish her sentence, the figure in front of her suddenly staggered back and missed the step.
Human instinct drove Yang Qianyu to step forward quickly, trying to pull Feng Shiwen back.
But before she had time, Feng Shiwen screamed weakly, fell down, and rolled down the steps.
Yang Qianyu turned pale with fright, and her whole body was cold to the bone.
Fortunately, there were only three steps in front of the villa, so she rolled around and landed.
"Sister Zhou! Come on!" Yang Qianyu came to her senses and called someone immediately. She stepped down the steps and squatted in front of Feng Shiwen. She wanted to reach out to help her, but she didn't dare, so she had to ask in a panic, "How are you? I
It's not intentional... I'll call an ambulance for you right away! Just hold on!"
She was already extremely weak, and she was ready to ascend to the sky at any moment while holding her breath. This fall...
Yang Qianyu finally understood her purpose of coming to him. She probably wanted to die in front of him and hate her for the rest of her life!
No! She can't let this witch succeed!
Her hands were shaking slightly with nervousness, and she immediately dialed 120.
Sister Zhou heard the sound and ran out, Ah Quan followed beside her.
"Ah! What's going on?" Seeing this, Sister Zhou was confused and didn't know why.
But Ah Quan knew everything and immediately stepped forward: "Madam, what do you need me to do?"
Yang Qianyu was still contacting 120 to report her location. Before she could reply to Ah Quan, Feng Shiwen on the ground was already shaking, muttering "Cold, so cold..."
When life was at stake, Yang Qianyu didn't care anymore. While dialing 120, she told Ah Quan: "Hurry up and carry her into the house! It's very windy outside."
Ah Quan responded and carefully helped Feng Shiwen sit up, "Miss Shiwen, I'll carry you in. The ambulance will be here soon."
Feng Shiwen covered her cotton padded clothes, closed her eyes, and said nothing.
After Yang Qianyu finished playing 120, she quickly entered the room.
Feng Shiwen was placed on the sofa.
"Is this why you came to me?" She knew it was not the right time to argue with her, but Yang Qianyu couldn't help it.
She doesn't understand how a person can be so bad!
Is there such a blood feud between them? She wants to disgust herself like this!
"Feng Shiwen, whether you believe it or not, I want to tell you that from the beginning, I never thought about taking your brother away. I originally sympathized with you and wanted to take good care of you and do the best for you.
Friend, but you have regarded me as an imaginary enemy from the beginning and speculated on me with the most malicious intentions - it was you who got yourself to this point!"
Sister Zhou poured hot water over, looked around, with a complicated and nervous expression on her face: "Madam, stop talking now, let her drink some hot water to warm up."
Yang Qianyu clenched her hands tightly, her nails digging into her palms, and her heartbeat fluctuated violently.
But looking at Feng Shiwen's breathless appearance and fearing that she would die in front of him, she really couldn't explain why.
After a brief struggle, she took the hot water from Sister Zhou and sat on the sofa. "You, drink some hot water. The ambulance will be here soon. Just hold on!"
Don't ever let anything happen in my house!
Of course, she didn't dare to say this, as the worry irritated her even more.
Feng Shiwen didn't even have the strength to hold a glass of water, so she had to drink water by mouth through Yang Qianyu's hand.
But for some reason, she couldn't swallow a mouthful of water, choked, and started coughing again.
Yang Qianyu subconsciously avoided it and fell back on the sofa while coughing.
Seeing her shaking and convulsing more and more violently, with her mouth open and trying to breathe but feeling like she was lacking oxygen, Yang Qianyu remembered that she had severe asthma.
"No, she's sick!" The water in the water cup spilled all over her body, and she had no time to care. She rushed over and pulled Feng Shiwen's cotton clothes, "Where is the medicine? Where is your medicine? Take it out quickly! Hurry up!"
Feng Shiwen grabbed her hand.
It was so cold that Yang Qianyu's heart trembled violently.
"My brother insisted on me... apologize to you... He hates me, blames me... Isn't it just... an apology... I can do it, Yang Qianyu... I'm sorry for you, when I fell into the sea,
That was an accident... I insisted that you, together with Yang Caiyue... I am, I'm sorry for you... But your life is a bargain... You are luckier than me, much luckier - "
It's already this time, who cares about her apology?
Who would dare to accept her apology?
Yang Qianyu turned a deaf ear and wanted to leave her hand and continue looking for medicine, but her bony hands were like eagle talons, clamping onto her wrist.
"Let go! Where's the medicine! Ah Quan, pull her hand away quickly!" Yang Qianyu's voice broke in such anxiety.
Feng Shiwen smiled ferociously, "Don't... don't look for it. No, there is no medicine..."
What?
She coughed more and more, and her whole body shrank into a ball, convulsing like an epilepsy.
Yang Qianyu was stunned for a second. There was a buzzing in his ears and he felt light-headed. After a while, he quickly touched the phone again.
It’s 120! Why isn’t it yet?
"Feng Shiwen, do you think you can take revenge on me if you die in my house? You are too naive! It is not a pity to die for a person like you. I will not feel guilty and blame myself for your death!" She deliberately said sarcastically,
Want to stimulate her sense of survival.
Of course, it is also possible that this is what she means subconsciously!
Just as 120 was dialed, there was a voice from the door, and Feng Moyan rushed over.
"Qianqian!" The bodyguard came quickly with a wheelchair. When Yang Qianyu saw him, he was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw. His cell phone dropped and he quickly grabbed him, "Quick! Take her away quickly and send her to the hospital.
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"Okay, don't worry, let me handle it." Even though the situation was such a mess, Feng Moyan still spoke in a calm tone. After comforting Yang Qianyu, he turned around and told Ah Quan, "Hurry and carry her to my car."
"Yes!" Ah Quan bent down again, ready to pick up Feng Shiwen.
But as soon as she was helped to sit up, Feng Shiwen coughed suddenly, probably due to a sudden increase in abdominal pressure, and blood spurted out!
"Miss Shiwen!" Ah Quan was also frightened and did not dare to move her anymore. He looked at Feng Moyan and said, "Sir... I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for Miss Shiwen to move."
Everyone was stunned by the scene of Feng Shiwen spurting blood.
Feng Moyan took a look at Yang Qianyu's condition and saw that there was no color on her face and she was so anxious that she hated her useless legs even more.
——When the woman he loved needed comfort most, he couldn't stand by her side and hold her in his arms.
"Brother..." After gushing blood, Feng Shiwen seemed to have had her trachea opened. Although she was out of breath, she was no longer twitching and convulsing.
She tried her best to raise her head, looked at her brother on the side of the sofa, and reached out to him.
"Shi Wen!" Feng Moyan withdrew his gaze from Yang Qianyu, hurriedly stepped forward, and held his sister's hand.
Feng Shiwen turned around and accidentally rolled off the sofa!
Feng Moyan saw it with his own eyes, his face was horrified, and he instinctively wanted to catch her, but his legs were too weak to obey, and he fell off the wheelchair in a panic.
All the onlookers were so frightened that they stretched out their hands instinctively, but it was all in vain.
"Shi Wen! Cheer up! I'll take you to the hospital right away!" Feng Moyan ignored his own body and hugged his sister's upper body into his arms.
Feng Shiwen's mouth was full of blood, and there were shocking blood stains on her cotton clothes. But she grabbed her brother's clothes and leaned into his arms, with a smile slowly appearing on her lips.
"Brother... I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I... it's all my fault, it's my fault - my sister-in-law and I also apologized... But, she - it seems... she doesn't appreciate it...
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Feng Shiwen tried her best to raise her eyes and looked at Yang Qianyu, who was standing next to him as if he were petrified. Her eyes were so complex that it was difficult to describe.
Yang Qianyu met her gaze, and after listening to her words, her already numb and stiff heart began to feel filled with hatred again.
At this point, she still wants to sow discord?
Feng Moyan had long known that all this was his sister's fault, and he also understood the purpose of her sudden appearance here without keeping her word - but what could he say when she was on her deathbed?
With the corners of his eyes stained with scarlet tears, he held his sister's hand, and his low and hoarse tone was heartbreaking: "Brother, I don't blame you... just hold on, cheer up... let's forget the past, we don't blame you - we
Go to the hospital..."
"Brother... I'm so tired... it hurts, I'm sorry... I have to leave first... You, you, take good care of... father, mother... tell them... that your daughter is unfilial... and let them worry about it.
"One... one..." lifetime.
No matter how much she muttered those last two words, no sound came out of her throat.
She slowly closed her eyes, and the fingers holding Feng Moyan gradually relaxed and slipped...
"Shi Wen..." Feng Moyan hugged her tightly and called out in pain, his eyes blurred by tears.