Chapter 2511

Life in the slums is too miserable.

For Duan's mother and daughter, who had been well cared for, they were suffering from poverty.

But what makes them more intolerable than this kind of torture is the life trampled on by the dirtiest and most despicable people who have been unable to give them a look.

Zhan Jia'er's face was ferocious, and the original delicate face had been replaced by fuzzy flesh and blood.

Such a face makes her cry bitterly, but it makes her indirectly protect herself. At least with this face, those disgusting and dirty vagabonds are more willing to practice Duan Xiuhui, who is delicate and charming.

Duan Xiuhui, who used to protect Zhan Jia'er, didn't know what kind of animal she was protecting.

She finally knows why Zhan Yang would rather save Zhan Mo, who betrayed himself, than accept Zhan Jia'er as his successor.

She finally knew why Zhan Yang called Zhan Jia'er "brute and evil" one by one.

Because this daughter is not as good as a pig or a dog!

In order to survive in the dark world of the jungle and rule-free, Zhan Jia'er betrays Duan Xiuhui again and again with her ferocious and terrifying face protection.

When the tramps first rushed in, she watched Duan Xiuhui suffer and suffer without any intention of reaching out for help.

After that, she began to use Duan Xiuhui for food and change.

Again and again, she brought the dirty vagabonds into their cottage, and Zhanjia took the food from them and squatted in the corridor outside the door and devoured it.

Inside the door, separated by a wall, was Duan Xiuhui's cry of weakness and fear.

Day by day, day by day, Duan Xiuhui finally couldn't support her. She went crazy and ran her head against the wall, just to die.

She regretted, deeply regretted, why she had so many choices, but she chose a devil, a devil, a daughter who was not as good as an animal to cast all the true feelings.

If If she had listened to Zhan Mo's words

If she didn't abandon her son so cruelly

If she had chosen the right one

There is warm liquid flowing down her forehead, but Duan Xiuhui is so numb that she can't feel the pain.

Because her heart hurts more than the pain in her forehead.

It's the pain of regret, the pain of chagrin, the pain of pushing my son to death when I choose a devil.

Good pain good pain, heart broken general pain through the heart.

If there is an afterlife, if she can come again, she must not be blinded, and she will not lose her heart to save a devil who is not worth saving

In this way, Duan Xiuhui swallowed her last breath.

Zhan Jia'er, however, does not know that her "chip" for survival has been exhausted. She is negotiating with others outside.

Through the vicissitudes of life, Duan Hui has become more and more respectable.

Her market is getting worse and worse recently. Zhan Jia'er has to spend a lot of effort to get a good business.

"Fifty dollars a cent is indispensable. Go in. She's in it." Finally, the price was negotiated. Zhan Jiaer received the money and knocked on the door.

Who knows this time, the door is no longer Duan Xiuhui sobbing cry, but a cold body.