You Are My Rare Passion

"You let her go!" Zhang's mother grabbed Zhang Heyuan's arm and pulled him back, yelling: "I said it a long time ago, I won't let you marry this vixen! She has nothing but a pretty face! She can't even lay eggs! What right does she have to flirt at you? A woman who can't even lay eggs, who else wants her besides you? She..."

Her long-awaited grandson has turned into a granddaughter, and she is full of anger.

Seeing Joey, who was besotted with her son, made her furious and speechless.

She pointed at Joey's nose and was about to start cursing when the door of the ward was kicked open with a "bang".

Qiao Zui kicked open the door, rushed into the ward with a murderous look, grabbed Zhang Heyuan's hair, and kicked Zhang Heyuan's lower abdomen without saying a word.

Zhang's mother screamed and stepped forward to help, but Xue Nuo stopped her with her hand.

Although Qiao Zui lost his right arm, his left hand is more than enough to take care of Zhang Heyuan.

Zhang Heyuan's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

"Enough!" Joey felt something was wrong, rushed up, grabbed Qiao Zui's right arm, touched it up and down a few times, and asked in a trembling voice, "You...what's wrong with your arm?"

Qiao Zui stomped Zhang Heyuan under his feet with a vicious look on his face, pushed Joey away, pointed at her nose and cursed: "This is what you said you lived well? This is what you call love and your happiness? Why are you so f*cking Slut, are you worthy of grandpa? The whole family treats you like a princess, and you come here to be spoiled by a bunch of sluts? Have you never seen a man in your last life? A thing that is not as good as a pig or a dog is worth your money for him. Don't you want your grandfather and your younger brother?"

Joey's face was full of tears, his eyes just stared at Joe Zui's arm.

She thumped Qiao Zui's shoulder hard, and asked in tears, "What are you talking about? What's wrong with your arm?"

Mother Zhang saw her son stepping on her feet covered in blood, and screamed in distress: "Killed! Killed! Do you still have the law? I want to call the police! I want to call the police!"

"Okay, call the police!" Ye Xingbei looked at her and sneered, "The police just happened to be called to help us find out who the real father of this child is."

"Don't call the police! Mom, don't call the police!" Zhang Heyuan struggled to reach out to Zhang's mother: "Mom, if you don't want to kill me, don't call the police!"

His voice was full of despair, and Zhang's terrified mother's hand holding the mobile phone kept shaking, and she couldn't press the alarm number no matter what.

Seeing that Qiao Zui refused to answer her question, Qiao Yi turned to Ye Xingbei and begged, "Little aunt, tell me, what happened to Xiao Zui's arm?"

"You don't know?" Ye Xingbei felt that Qiao Zui's injury didn't need to be concealed from Joey: "During the mission, he was hit by a bullet in his left arm and injured his nerves. He was discharged from the army due to the injury."

Qiao Zui opened his eyes wide in disbelief, stepped back a few steps, and looked at Qiao Zui's arm hanging by his side unacceptably.

Mother Zhang heard Ye Xingbei's words on the side, and knew that the vicious man who stepped on his son was a cripple. Retribution!"

"Shut up!" Joey yelled sternly, burst out violently, rushed over, grabbed Mother Zhang's hair, dragged her to the ground, punched and kicked her, "Shut up, shut up, shut up!"