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Chapter 1704 Who harmed my son?



Chapter 1704 Who harmed my son?

Seeing Wang Ying turning pale with fear, Zhan Xiucheng stepped forward to support her.

"Don't be afraid, it will be fine if you follow Jin Xi."

Zhan Xiucheng looked at Wang Ying distressedly.

For her, Tuantuan is the motivation that keeps her going.

Wang Ying also knows that Jin Xi is very responsible, but whenever she hears similar news, she will immediately think of Tuantuan.

The naughty child's father looked gloating at this moment.

"It's better to go back and take a look. If you leave, bad luck will spread."

The naughty boy’s father was naturally unwilling to accept the loss of 30,000 yuan.

Even if Wang Ying didn't ask for mental damages and lost work pay, in his opinion, Wang Ying wanted more.

At this moment, I just wanted to give Wang Ying a slap in the face.

"you shut up!"

Zhan Xiucheng got angry and scolded.

The naughty kid’s father also read the chat records in the group and recognized Zhan Xiucheng, who was neither yin nor yang.

"You care so much, it seems you are really the child's father!

You can do it. You are already forty years old, and you can still take advantage of young people in their twenties.

It’s good to have money! "

The father of the naughty boy looked cynical.

Even though he was so rich, he still wanted to steal 30,000 yuan from him! It's best that the one who fell down the stairs was this woman's son!

Wang Ying had already contacted Jin Xi and let out a long sigh of relief after hanging up the phone.

He turned around and looked at the naughty boy's father.

"Do you still have thoughts about Yin Yang and us? It was your son who fell from the building!"

After Wang Ying finished speaking, the naughty child's father's pupils widened, and his eyes were like balloons about to explode, full of shock.

Wang Ying's words were like a violent storm, sweeping across the entire room.

"No...no way, you lied!"

The naughty child's father muttered to himself, but the next moment he received a call from his wife.

"Jia! Come out and take a look! Our son fell from the building! Wuwuwu..."

The sad cry of the naughty child's mother made the man's head grow bigger.

He stumbled out. Wang Ying and Zhan Xiucheng looked at each other and followed him out.

On the lawn of a bungalow in the community, a naughty child was lying on the ground crying weakly.

There were several children of similar age standing nearby.

“I saw him playing with you guys before.

Why was he the only one who fell? And you are fine!

You must be the ones who encouraged him to go to the top floor, right?

Tell me who instigated it! I will buy candy for the person who turned the whistle on! Buy toys! "

The mother of the naughty child shouted at the top of her lungs.

The disheveled hair and red eyes frightened the children.

"Say! Who is it?! My son won't go up by himself!

Did someone push him? ! Who harmed my son! "

The mother of the naughty child did not call an ambulance at the first moment, but to find out who was responsible.

The girl who looked the oldest among the children whispered.

"None of us went up, he insisted on going up.

In school, the teacher taught us not to go to dangerous places.

We tried to persuade him several times, but he didn't listen.

He said that there were flowers raised by others upstairs, and he asked us to go up and pick the flowers to play with. He even asked us to throw the flower pots down from upstairs and play with them.

We are all downstairs! If you don’t believe me, you can ask an adult. "

The little girl is well-organized and neither humble nor overbearing.

The father of the naughty child pushed his wife away and said angrily,

"How long has it been since you asked this? Send your son to the hospital first!

Baoer! How are you, Bao'er? "

The naughty child's father was still conscious. After calling the ambulance, he lay beside his son and stayed with him.

The boy fell from the sixth floor and landed on the grass. His life did not appear to be in danger, but he must have suffered multiple fractures.

"It's all their fault...if they...if they went up with me...I would be fine..."

The naughty child lying on the ground looked at the other children and spoke intermittently, accusing those children of harming him.


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