Chapter 1959

However, when Zhan Mo saw Duan Xiuhui's swollen, gauze covered face, he couldn't help asking, "Mom, what's wrong with your face?"

"I..." Duan Xiuhui didn't think of her present situation until she was asked by her son.

She raised her eyes and looked at Zhan Yang. Her husband's arms were so strong that he helped her to warm her and support her.

Xiuyang's wife, Xiuyang, can't tell her that she won't be ruined by her son's fight in public.

What's more, Duan Xiuhui has more worries now --

"I heard about Jia'er, and I accidentally fell when I came here..." Although this reason sounds so unconvincing, Duan Xiuhui can't manage that much.

Seeing her son, she couldn't help but blame: "why did Jia'er fall from her horse? I didn't want you to watch her, you just watched her enter the operating room!? Zhan Mo, what's wrong with you? Will you wake up when your sister is killed by others

When Duan Xiuhui blames Zhan Mo, she looks at Ruan Mengmeng with her red eyes.

She pointed out that it was Ruan Mengmeng who caused Zhan Jiaer to enter the hospital.

Zhan Yang's Mo eyebrows are slightly frowned. Although his hands are still holding Duan Xiuhui firmly, his voice has been tinged with coldness: "this matter has nothing to do with Zhan Mo, it has nothing to do with other people It was Jia'er who asked for a horse. "

"No way, Jiaer is not in good health. How could she ask for a horse by herself?" Duan Xiuhui refuses to accept the truth, and her tearful eyes fiercely look at Ruan Mengmeng, who is sitting on the side.

After a good trip, her Jia'er will fall into a horse and her life and death are uncertain, while Ruan Mengmeng is sitting here.

Kill her, she also believes that there is no conspiracy.

Duan Xiuhui said to Zhan Yang coldly, "husband, there must be some conspiracy that we don't know. You promise me, you must check carefully to find out who is so bold that she encourages her to ride a horse even though she is not in good health... "

"There's no encouragement!" Just as Duan Xiuhui was crying with Zhanyang in her arms, a heavy voice suddenly came from behind the crowd.

Mr. Lawrence, the head of the racecourse, came out of the crowd with a look of embarrassment.

He was embarrassed because the middle-aged man, who had always been a gentleman and paid great attention to his clothes, had a messy hairstyle, an open collar and a very untidy appearance.

"Mr. Lawrence..." Duan Xiuhui, as an acquaintance of the Royal racecourse, naturally knew the person in charge, "it would be better if you came! I want an explanation. If I can't explain it clearly, my husband and I will let the lawyer sue you to the dogs! My Jia'er, why did she get on the horse How do you do things in your Racecourse? Why should Jia'er ride a horse when she has heart disease

Lawrence's condition is very bad, his blue eyes glare at Duan Xiuhui with blood in his eyes.

But Duan Xiuhui did not find Lawrence's anomaly.

Although the Royal Racecourse is a place where celebrities gather, Lawrence, as the head of the racecourse, is not comparable to the wife of the president of Fiberhome group.

Not to mention, Duan Xiuhui has been used to bossy aristocratic life since she was a child. Now she is worried about Zhan Jiaer. She has no place to vent her anxiety. How can she put a Lawrence in her eyes.

Zhan Mo feels that Lawrence's state is not right, and he advises coldly: "Mom, although Mr. Lawrence is the person in charge of the racecourse, he can't control Jiaer's riding."