"Jinxing, listen to me. I didn't do it on purpose. I didn't know... Ah!"
Zhao Jinxing was stunned. She stared blankly at Zhao Jinxiu, who was rolling down the stairs. Before she could react, she heard an angry roar, "Zhao Jinxing, what are you doing?"
Her father, Zhao Hong, came in anxiously and quickly hugged Zhao Jinxiu in his arms. At the same time, he glared at Zhao jinxing upstairs. He said, "She's your sister. How could you push her down the stairs? You're too vicious!"
Vicious?
Zhao Jinxing sneered. From the moment her father entered the door, he had convicted her without even asking.
Zhao Jinxing was about to refute, but Zhao Jinxiu cried miserably, "Dad, I'm in so much pain. I think my arms are broken. Dad, save me!"
When Zhao Hong heard this, he felt terribly sorry for Jinxiu. He couldn't bother to teach Zhao Jinxing a lesson. Carrying Zhao Jinxiu in his arms, he hurriedly called the bodyguard to send them to the hospital.
Zhao Jinxing watched all this with cold eyes. Not long after, she took out her phone and sent a message, "Please investigate Zhao Jinxiu, find out everything about her."
Immediately after, she took the car keys and followed him to the hospital.
She wanted to see what tricks Zhao Jinxiu was up to.
In the hospital.
Zhao Jinxiu's right hand was fractured. Zhao Hong immediately got a luxurious VIP ward for her. Before Zhao Jinxing entered the door, she could already hear the crying inside.
"No, Dad, don't blame Jinxing. It's all my fault."
Zhao Jinxiu hugged Zhao Hong, sobbing pitifully as she said, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have argued with Jinxing. If I hadn't made her angry, she wouldn't have pushed me... It's all my fault, it's all my..."
"Stop pleading for her. I think she's been spoiled by her grandfather since young. She doesn't even have sisterly love. She is reckless!" Zhao Hong said angrily.
"Father, when grandfather was alive, you didn't say that. Now that grandfather is gone for less than a month, you've changed. Who is the reckless one? You don't even respect the elderly!"
Zhao Jinxing pushed the door open and looked coldly at Zhao Hong. He was holding someone else's daughter in his arms now.
Zhao Jinxing loved her grandfather, Zhuang Zhenting the most. She wouldn't allow anyone to talk bad about him.
"You b*stard, how dare you talk to me like that?"
Zhao Hong had just calmed down, but he got angry again. He was about to beat Zhao Jinxing when Chen Ping stopped him hastily. "Zhao Hong, what are you doing? How can you beat your own child?"
Zhao Hong huffed in rage and dropped his arm. Chen Ping stepped forward and looked gently at Zhao Jinxing. "Jinxing! Auntie knows what's happening. It's your sister's fault this time. Let me apologize on her behalf. Please, don't be mad at her, okay?"
"I'm sorry. My mother only gave birth to me. I don't have an elder sister," Zhao Jinxing turned a cold face without bothering about Chen Ping.
When Chen Ping heard this, her eyes turned red with tears rolling. "If you don't like both of us, I won't force you. I... I'll go and pack up later. Jinxiu will leave with me tomorrow."
With that, Chen Ping went to the bed and hugged Zhao Jinxiu. The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried bitterly.
Zhao Hong felt his heart aching when he watched this scene. He quickly ran over to hug and comfort them. The happy and harmonious family of three deeply stung Zhao Jinxing.
"Chen Ping, you don't have to leave. A little girl like her can't make decisions in this house. You can stay here, nobody will dare to chase you away!"