President, go away!

There was a brief silence in the corridor. Shen Qingqing took a long breath, calmed her mood, and begged in a low voice, "Mr. Huo, I have nothing. I only have Sheng Xia, I only have her. Please give her back to me, please --"

Huo tingxiao looked down at such a humble Shen Qingqing with dark eyes.

"Mr. Huo, I\'m wrong. I shouldn\'t provoke you, I shouldn\'t fall in love with you, but I\'ve also been punished. Look at me, I\'ve lost everything. You should pity me and please give me back midsummer!" Shen Qingqing\'s voice collapsed to the utmost, with a trace of crying.

Seeing that Huo tingxiao didn\'t speak, she directly knelt in front of Huo tingxiao and cried, "midsummer is my life, please, please let me go -"

Xiao Yichen couldn\'t help taking a breath when he saw such Shen Qingqing.

Shen Qingqing was spoiled by Huo ting and Xiao to be lawless. Naturally, she was also amazing. She was the first lady in Tongcheng. After eight years, no one knew how the golden boy and girl of that year came to this point!

Shen Qingqing didn\'t get Huo tingxiao\'s answer. She cried more and more desolately, and even bent down to kowtow in front of Huo tingxiao.

The head fell on the floor, and the muffled sound was particularly abrupt and sad in the silent hospital corridor.

"Mr. Huo, please let me go. Please return Sheng Xia to me. She is ill and can\'t be stimulated!"

Seeing such Shen Qingqing, Huo tingxiao finally had cracks in his indifferent eyes and said coldly, "Shen Qingqing, get up for me. Are you crazy?!"

Such a sentence greatly stimulated Shen Qingqing\'s tense nerves. The pain seemed to spread from all over her body, especially the pain of losing ah Yan came slowly and drowned her bit by bit.

After a Yan died, she was in a state of madness for a long time. That period of time was the darkest past in her life.

Shen Qingqing raised her eyes, scarlet eyes, and laughed. "I\'m not crazy, I\'m not sick!" she paused. She stretched out her hand and exposed the scar on her wrist in front of Huo tingxiao. "I\'ve been in prison for five years and have nothing. Huo tingxiao, look at Shen Qingqing now. People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts. If it wasn\'t midsummer, I wouldn\'t want to live and would have died!"

Seeing the scar on her wrist, Huo ting and Xiao Feng\'s eyes suddenly shrunk and stared at the woman kneeling in front of him.

Is this Shen Qingqing who grew up together and spoiled?

Although Joey said that Shen Qingqing\'s hands were broken and he didn\'t live well in prison, he thought it wasn\'t so serious.

But when he really saw the wound exposed in front of his eyes, he still trembled.

Xiao Yichen saw the mottled scars on Shen Qingqing\'s hand and asked in shock, "Shen Qingqing, your hand?"

How did she become like this?

What has she experienced in prison these five years?

Huo tingxiao looked at the woman kneeling in front of him and the scar between his wrists. Before Shen Qingqing answered, he saw Shen Qingqing take back his hand and kowtow, "please let me live, please, please..."

Before he could speak, Shen Qingqing fainted on the ground again——