He was already quite old, but he didn't dare to go up and pull them away. He was afraid that if he went up, he would be the one who would be hurt.
Ning's mother was also worried. She saw that a piece of Ning Jiahui's scalp had been torn off and was bleeding, and her heart ached. She opened her mouth and scolded Wen Jianing, "Wen Jianing, you unfilial daughter, stop right now. Huihui is your sister, how could you do it? "
Hearing her mother wholeheartedly protect Wen Jiahui, the hostility in Wen Jianing's eyes became even more intense. Moreover, the part of her face that Wen Jiahui had scratched was burning with pain.
In addition, she had been holding back her anger these days, so she vented it all on Wen Jiahui.
Not only did she pull Wen Jiahui's hair, but she also scratched her face. Since her face was disfigured, then Wen Jiahui shouldn't think about it. She wanted to disfigure everyone.
Therefore, not only did mother Wen's words fail to persuade the two of them, but it actually added fuel to the fire, making Wen Jianing even more ruthless.
Father Wen really couldn't stand it anymore. He ordered the servants in the house to come forward and pull them apart. The servants took quite a while to pull the two apart.
Although the two were forced to separate, they still glared at each other, as if they were mortal enemies.
"Huihui, my Huihui, how are you? Does it hurt? " Mother Wen's gaze only fell on Wen Jiahui. Her face was full of heartache as she went forward. She wanted to touch her injured area, but she didn't dare to touch it.
After all, she was her daughter who had grown up by her side. Her feelings were naturally deeper than her daughter who had never been by her side.
Although Wen Jianing had long known that her parents were biased, when she really saw it, she still felt a chill in her heart. She only hated herself for not being more ruthless and not completely crippling Wen Jiahui.
"Mom, it hurts, it hurts so much. I'm going to be disfigured. What should I do? " Wen Jiahui directly threw herself into mother Wen's arms and cried. She did not expect Wen Jianing to be so ruthless that she even tore off her scalp.
She did not feel it when the two of them were fighting intensely before. Now that it had stopped, she felt the excruciating pain.
Not only did her head hurt, but Wen Jianing had also grabbed her face. It was extremely painful.
Thinking that she might have been disfigured, Wen Jiahui pushed mother Wen away and rushed into her room. She walked in front of the Mirror.
When she saw the woman in the mirror with disheveled hair, lost her scalp, and her face was scratched, she immediately screamed.
Was this her?
No, absolutely not. This was simply a female ghost. She didn't look like a human at all.
"Huihui, Huihui, what's wrong with you? " Hearing her daughter's scream, mother Wen immediately ran into Wen Jiahui's room. Looking at her daughter who was standing in front of the mirror in a daze, she hugged her again and said, "Huihui, don't be afraid. Let's go to the hospital. Let's go to the hospital. "
"Old Hu, quickly go and get the car. " Mother Wen comforted Wen Jiahui and then instructed the Butler at the side.
"Yes, Madam. " Old Hu replied and hurriedly went downstairs to press the queue.
As for Wen Jianing, she was treated as air by everyone. Even though her condition was not much better than Wen Jiahui's and her face was even more miserable, no one paid attention to her.
Father Wen, Mother Wen, and the servants of the Wen family did not go up to her and ask her anything.
Wen Jianing stood in the corridor for a long time. The pain on her face was somewhat numb. She turned around and entered the room, then sat down in front of the mirror.
When she saw the crisscrossing nail marks on her face, her eyes turned bloodshot again, and the ruthlessness in her body soared.
Wen Jiahui, you dare to ruin my face? I'm not done with you. Just you wait!