Chapter 2511: Duan Xiuhui died

Chapter 2511: Duan Xiuhui's Death
Life in the slums is too miserable.
Such a destitute and impoverished day, for the mother and daughter of Duan, who had once been pampered, was tortured every day.
But compared to this torture, what made them more intolerable was the life trampled by the dirtiest and cheapest people who had ever had a hard time to give.
Zhan Jia'er's face was sloppy, and the delicately carved face of a famous lady had long been replaced by obscure flesh and blood.
Such a face made her cry, but made her indirectly protect herself. At least this face was there. Compared with those disgusting tramps, she was more willing to practice the delicate skin and tender flesh and the charm still exists.
Duan Xiuhui, who had previously guarded Zhan Jiaer, knew at this time what kind of beast he was protecting.
She finally knew why Zhan Yang would rather save the war desert that had betrayed her, than actually accept Zhan Jiaer as his heir.
She finally knew why Zhan Yang wanted to call Zhan Jiaer a ‘beast, evil barrier’.
Because this daughter is really not as good as a pig and a dog!
In order to survive in this dark world with weak meat and strong rules, Zhan Jiaer, betraying Duan Xiuhui again and again, relying on her horrible face protection.
When the tramp rushed in for the first time, she watched Duan Xiuhui suffer and torture without any intention of reaching out to help.
After that, he kept doing it and started to use Duan Xiuhui in exchange for food and change.
Time and again brought those dirty, homeless men into their hut, and Zhan Jiaer took food from those homeless men and crouched in the hallway outside the door and devoured them.
The door, separated by a wall, was the cry of Duan Xiuhui's weakness and fear.
Day by day, day by day, Duan Xiuhui finally couldn't support her. She was crazy, hit her head with her head, and just wanted to die.
She regretted and deeply regretted why she had so many choices, but chose a devil, a devil, and a beastly daughter to give all the truth.
If ... if she was willing to listen to War Desert ...
If she hadn't abandoned her son so cruelly ...
If she had chosen the right ...
There was warm liquid flowing down the forehead, but Duan Xiuhui was so numb that she felt no pain.
Because of her pain more than the pain in her forehead.
It is the pain of remorse, the pain of annoyance, the pain of choosing a devil and pushing his son to death.
It hurts, it hurts, heartbreak is usually painful.
If there is a future life, if she can come again, she must not be blinded anymore, she will never give up Zhan Mo's life in despair, to save a devil who is not worth saving ...
In this way, Duan Xiuhui took a final breath in pain and annoyance.
And Zhan Jiaer, she did n’t know that the ‘chip’ on which she had survived had already run out of gas, and she was negotiating with someone outside.
After so much torture, Duan Xiuhui's spirit and appearance are getting worse and worse, and the noble lady who is nourished and treated has become more and more vicissitudes of old age.
Recently, her market is getting worse and worse, Zhan Jiaer has to waste a lot of effort to win a good business.
"You can't lose less than fifty cents. Go in, she's in there." Finally, Zhan Jiaer received the money and knocked on the door.
Who knows this time, the cry from Duan Xiuhui no longer came from the door, but a cold body.
[Today ’s four chapters about Duan ’s mother and daughter ending, do n’t like to jump]
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