Chapter 2493
Chapter 2493: Let the mother and daughter spend the rest of their lives together Chapter 2493: Let the mother and daughter spend the rest of their lives together Duan xiuhui had nowhere to retreat to, and her back shoulder slammed into Zhan Yang.
She turned around and saw the man’s cold and stern face.
It was so cold and so determined.
Duan xiuhui’s breath caught in her throat.
In that moment, she had almost forgotten all her fear.
She grabbed Zhan Yang and asked,”Why?
why did you do that?
...That’s Jia ‘er, our Jia’ er.
She’s not only my daughter but also your daughter.
Even if you don’t want to give your heart to her, you can’t treat her like this!”
She had made Jia ‘er neither a human nor a ghost.
She had made Jia’ er become like this.
Even her biological mother did not dare to approach her.
Why was that?!
“Why can’t I?
I saved her life and gave her face.
Without me, she wouldn’t even have the right to live.
Since she looks down on me and betrays me, then she shouldn’t use anything that I, Zhan Yang, have given her.
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The Golden saliva Gu had already been lured out during the operation.
Her exquisitely sculpted face that had been specially altered was completely destroyed.
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He wanted Zhan Jia ‘er to return everything that she had taken from him-as for what would happen after that, whether she lived or died, it had nothing to do with him.
what the f * ck!
Duan xiuhui gasped.
She was so angry that she could not speak.
She had not expected Zhan Yang to be so decisive.
Zhan Yang flung her hand away coldly and looked down at her.
“Don’t you love her?
since she’s more important than anything else in your heart, then go and accompany her.
Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you, it’ll only dirty my hands, Yingying!”
After taking back what Zhan Jia ‘er owed him, he did not even have the interest to look at her.
“Take the mother and daughter out.” Duan Cheng, who had been waiting at the side, had already taken control of Duan xiuhui.
At some point, Zhan qingze had also come down from upstairs.
He walked over to Zhan Jia ‘er’s side.
Even though he was facing a bloodied person, he remained expressionless.
no, I can’t.
I won’t be a coward!
Duan xiuhui struggled.
No matter how much she loved Zhan Jia ‘er, she was still the Duan family’s precious daughter.
She didn’t even dare to look at a bloody person, much less face him day and night.
Zhan Jia ‘er, who had already fallen into madness, was also unwilling to leave.
She wanted her face, her beauty, and her looks.
She could not lose them.
no, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, don’t let me go.
I’m Jia ‘er, I’m Jia’ er.
Give me back my face.
I won’t dare to do it again, I won’t dare to do it again!
If she had known that she would face such a situation if she secretly brought the child out, she would not have dared to do so even if she was given a hundred times more courage.
It was her uncles, aunts, and those stupid Duan family members who told her that her father was beyond cure and that he was dying.
If not for this, she would not have dared to betray her father.
Zhan Jia ‘er struggled with all her might, but Zhan qingze didn’t give her any chance at all.
She was bound tightly, unable to move, and could only wail in pain.
“It’s so noisy.” Zhan Yang frowned in displeasure.
In the next second, Zhan Jia ‘er and Duan xiuhui’s chaotic wailing stopped abruptly.
Zhan qingze and Duan Cheng nimbly lifted the two of them up and sent them out.
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Duan and the Duan sisters, who had been holding Duan yuanxun in their arms and were so scared that they did not even dare to breathe, now curled up even more tightly, trying to lower their presence.
Zhan Yang furrowed his brows as he watched Zhan Jia ‘er’s bloody figure disappear at the end of the door.
Then, he retracted his gaze and looked at ruan Mengmeng, who was also frowning at the entrance.
“What do you want?”
Zhan Yang glanced at ruan Mengmeng coldly and sat back on the sofa.
[I’ll finish updating on March 22nd.
I’ll Update 7 chapters today, making up for the 3 chapters that I missed yesterday.
I’ll have to update a little later tomorrow night, before 22 O ‘clock ~]