School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 890 Do you still have the face?
Came to the long corridor, it was very quiet, no one was there.

"Grandpa..." Most Qiyue chased after Grandpa's back, the word that was about to be uttered just now, when she saw Shuya City coming out of the door, she suddenly got stuck.

She stood there stupidly for a moment, she knew that Shu Yacheng had seen her.

"How is Han'er?"

Nangong De's eyes showed anxiety, and he said hastily.

Shu Yacheng didn't speak, his gaze passed through Nangongde's shoulder, and his hateful eyes fell on Zuo Qiyue.

Nangong De was taken aback, and followed her gaze.

The person standing not far away was exactly the person Nangonghan talked about day and night.

His heart couldn't help being deeply saddened. This time when he saw Qiyue, he even felt resentment in his heart. If it wasn't for her, how could his grandson have another cerebral hemorrhage.

"Grandpa... grandpa..."

Until he yelled, Zuo Qiyue didn't know how hoarse his voice was.

Seeing the hateful eyes of her grandfather and Shu Yacheng, she instinctively told her that something must have happened, and it might even have something to do with Nangong Han.

The images from the nightmare played faintly in her head, making her feel as if she was walking on bone-chilling ice, and her whole body felt cold and painful.

"At the end of July, do you still have the face to come?"

Shu Yacheng finally couldn't suppress the anger in her heart, as soon as she saw Qiyue now, she felt like she wanted to tear her to pieces.

Rushing to the front of Zui Qiyue, Shu Yacheng unceremoniously raised his hand and slapped her.

A crisp slap landed on the cheek fiercely, and there was a burning pain in the cheek immediately.

However, Shu Yacheng still couldn't calm down the hatred in his heart, instead, he felt that his anger was getting hotter and hotter.

"July, you should die, what right do you have to live in this world!"

Nangong De finally walked in front of them, and stopped the crazy Shu Yacheng, "Stop!"

"..."

Shu Yacheng, who was shaking the most in July, froze for a moment.

Grandpa's imposing manner was very strong, and she couldn't tolerate a little rejection, and reluctantly, her eyes were red, and she dropped her hands.

Not reconciled, "Grandpa, Han is like this, do you still want to protect her?"

"Nangonghan, you said Nangonghan...what happened to him?"

At the end of July, the whole heart was raised, the pupils were dilated with fear, and the feeling of uneasiness was slowly rippling in the eyes.

"July, I always thought you were a simple and kind child. Up to now, I'm very disappointed in you."

Nangong De's gloomy gaze fell directly on Most Qiyue. If it wasn't mentioned by his subordinates that Nangong Han had asked her to explain and was hurt by her in various ways, he really couldn't believe it. The most Qiyue he knew would be Such a person.

"Grandpa, grandpa, tell me, what happened to Nangonghan?" Most Qiyue's helpless hands tightly grasped the corner of Nangongde's clothes.

Shu Yacheng came out aggressively, grabbed Qi Yue's arm, and pushed her away with strength from nowhere.

"Han has a cerebral hemorrhage, you are satisfied, if it weren't for you, me, and Han, our lives would not be like this!"

Indeed, if there is no most July in this world, how wonderful it would be, how wonderful...

Nangonghan, her favorite, would marry her and have children willingly.

Because one most seventh month ruined Nangong Han's life, and by the way, ruined her life too.

"Brain...brain hemorrhage...."

Qiyue's whole body's strength seemed to be drained, her lips turned white in an instant with a trembling tone.

Back then, her father had a car accident, which caused a cerebral hemorrhage, and he would die in the end. She knew that this disease was terrible.

"He...where is he?"

(End of this chapter)