After the matter was resolved, Mao Xiaoling didn't want to stay too long. She said hello and pulled Qiao Xingguo away.

After leaving the hotel's private room, I encountered the elevator being repaired. Fortunately, the floor is not high and I can go down the stairs.

Halfway down the stairs, Mao Xiaoling found that she forgot to take her handbag.

Qiao Xingguo felt sorry for her and didn't want her to go back and forth, so he said, "Wife, go downstairs to wait for me first, and I'll go up and help you get it."

"Um."

Qiao Xingguo walked up the stairs half a floor and met Li Qiaolan and his brother and sister who were going downstairs.

Both sides looked at each other, as if they were not aware of each other and passed by.

The footsteps of the three people echoed in the quiet corridor.

When he went down to the small platform between the floors, looking at Mao Xiaoling's slender and delicate back, a malice flashed through Li Qiaolan's eyes.

Why is a bitch who is a mistress who lives a happier life than her?

By the way, Li Qiaolan reached out to Mao Xiaoling's back and pushed her hard.

"ah--"

Unprepared Mao Xiaoling rolled down the stairs like a ball.

"Little sister, what are you doing?"

Looking at Mao Xiaoling lying on the ground of the stairwell platform on the next floor, moaning in pain, Li Jiahui was almost scared to death.

Li Qiaolan was also stunned.

She just felt hot and wanted to make Mao Xiaoling sprain her ankle or fall, but she didn't expect that Mao Xiaoling would roll down the stairs directly.

Li Jiahui came back to his senses first, ran down and bent down to help Mao Xiaoling up, but found that a large piece of blood was flowing from Mao Xiaoling.

Lee Ka-hui felt chill all over when he saw it, and subconsciously found out that he wanted to call 120.

"Brother, don't worry about her, let's go!"

Li Qiaolan snatched the cell phone from Li Jiahui's hand and then pulled the other party downstairs.

After running into the parking lot, Lee Ka-hui suddenly threw away Li Qiaolan, "Little sister, why are you pushing her so hard?"

Li Qiaolan was panicked, "I don't know, I don't know why I pushed her, I just couldn't be angry..."

Li Jiahui didn't know what to say. Thinking that Mao Xiaoling was still lying in the stairwell covered in blood, he snatched the cell phone from Li Qiaolan's hand and was about to dial 120 when suddenly a sudden sound of rapid footsteps came from behind him.

The brother and sister subconsciously turned around and saw Qiao Xingguo running towards this side with unconscious Mao Xiaoling.

The two subconsciously made way.

Soon, Qiao Xingguo passed by the two of them with Mao Xiaoling in his arms like a gust of wind.

Looking at the bloody stains dripping along the road and Mao Xiaoling's pale and terrifying face, Li Qiaolan was so scared that her legs were weak.

"Brother, she, she won't die, right?"

Li Jiahui looked at her with a grudge, "Now I know I'm afraid? Why don't you think about the consequences when you do things?"

Li Qiaolan was also very regretful and tears fell down her face.

"Brother, what should I do now? I didn't mean it. I just wanted her to lose face. I really didn't expect her to fall down the stairs."

Lee Ka-hui looked around and saw that no one noticed them. He pulled Li Qiaolan and walked quickly towards the place where he parked.

"Let's go back to the hotel first."

At this time, Li Qiaolan was already in a state of silence, and she would do whatever Li Jiahui said.

When he returned to the hotel, Li Jiahui's mood basically calmed down. Seeing Li Qiaolan looking at him in horror, she subconsciously comforted her:

"At that time, there was no one in the stairs, so no one should have seen Mao Xiaoling you pushed. If Qiao Xingguo came to the door, we would say that Mao Xiaoling fell down without standing firmly."

Li Qiaolan focuses on the key points.

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