Chapter 1959: Someone Must Be Framed Intentionally

However, Zhan Mo could not help seeing Duan Xiuhui's swollen, gauze-laden face, "Mom, what's wrong with your face?"

"I ..." Duan Xiuhui didn't remember her current situation until she was asked by her son.

She raised her eyes to Zhan Yang, her husband's arms were as strong and strong, and he supported her to give her warmth and support.

Duan Xiuhui will not speak bad words about Zhan Yang in front of her son, and she is even less likely to tell others in this public place that she was beaten by Zhan Yang, which will ruin her happy and beautiful wife.

What's more, now that Duan Xiuhui has more concerns--

"I heard from Jiaer and accidentally fell when I came over ..." Although this reason sounded so unconvincing, Duan Xiuhui couldn't manage that much.

When she saw her son, she couldn't help but blame: "Why did Jiaer crash? I didn't let you look at her, you just watched her enter the surgery ward !? Zhan Mo, what did you get confused about, right? You have to wake up watching your sister killed by someone else! "

When Duan Xiuhui blamed Zhan Mo, she looked at Ruan Mengmeng with red eyes.

Her eyes were pointed, and she clearly suspected that it was Ruan Mengmeng who had Zhan Jiaer enter the hospital.

Zhan Yang's eyebrows froze. Although his hands were still holding Duan Xiuhui steadily, his voice was already cold: "This matter has nothing to do with Zhan Mo and other people ... It is Jiaer's own request for horseback ..."

"Impossible, Jiaer's health is not good. How could she ask for a horse ride by herself!" Duan Xiuhui refused to accept the truth, and her tearful eyes stared hard at Ruan Mengmeng sitting beside him.

Going out for a while, her Jiaer crashed into a horse, but Ruan Mengmeng sat down here.

Killing her, she also believed there was no conspiracy.

Duan Xiuhui said coldly to Zhan Yang, "My husband, there must be some conspiracy we don't know about. You promised me to look it up and see who was so bold, knowing that Jia'er was not well and encouraged her to ride. ... "

"No one is urging!" Duan Xiuhui cried and held Zhan Yang, a heavy voice suddenly came from behind the crowd.

The head of the racecourse, Mr. Lawrence, came out of the crowd with a look of wolf howling.

He was embarrassed because the middle-aged man, who has always been a gentleman, pays great attention to clothing, has a messy hairstyle, an open collar, and is very shameless.

"Mr. Lawrence ..." Duan Xiuhui, as an acquaintance of the Royal Racecourse, naturally knew the person in charge. "It is best if you come! I want an explanation. If I ca n’t explain it clearly, my husband and I will surely let the lawyer tell you Lost everything! My Jiaer, why did you get on the horse ... what do you do on the horse farm, why do you want her to ride a horse?

Lawrence's condition was very bad, his blue eyes stared at Duan Xiuhui fiercely, and his eyes were still bloody.

But Duan Xiuhui didn't find Lawrence's abnormality.

Although the Royal Racecourse is a place where celebrities gather, Lawrence, who is in charge of the racecourse, is not as good as the wife of the president of the Beacon Group.

Not to mention, Duan Xiuhui was used to the noble life of Yi Zhiqiang since she was a child. Now she is worried about Zhan Jiaer, and anxious emotions have nowhere to vent, how can she put a Lawrence in her eyes.

Zhan Mo felt that Lawrence was in the wrong state, and persuaded coldly: "Mom, although Mr. Lawrence is the head of the racecourse, he cannot control Jiaer to ride a horse."

(End of this chapter)