Aunt Qiu couldn't bear to cry, and when she saw Qiu Yongkang turn around and leave, she saw Qiu Yue being put back into the rope. Her legs went soft, and she knelt on the ground, crying and begging Zhong Yong.
"Zhong Yong, don't! Don't! I'm begging you!"
Zhong Yong did not listen to Auntie Qiu and put Qiu Yue back into the noose. This woman had just scolded Su Qing for being a bad person.
Qiu Yue's body was suspended in mid-air, and the belt was tightly wrapped around her slender neck as if it was going to break. Blood rushed to her head, and her eyes were filled with blood. The horror of facing death made her struggle desperately. Her tongue stuck out, and her two feet kicked desperately, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not step on the ground.
"Qiu Yue."
Aunt Qiu cried as she hugged her daughter's leg and lifted her. Only then did Qiu Yue catch her breath and hurriedly try to remove the belt from her neck?
