"As long as you can find evidence, it's up to you, and Xiao Chen will agree. Zhang Rong was expressionless, and her face was not shocked.

After stirring the coffee a few times, she picked up the cup and took a sip.

Compared with her indifference, Mu Qingqing's emotions were much more excited.

Mu Qingqing clenched her fists, she really couldn't look at Zhang Rong so shamelessly.

"I have evidence in my hand, do you believe it or not?" Mu Qingqing said.

"Huh. Zhang Rong sneered and continued to drink coffee, "If you have evidence, go and sue, tell me here, it's not too interesting." ”

Mu Qingqing's face turned red, she really had never seen such a shameless person, her face was indifferent.

"What is my mother's enmity with you, and why do you do this to her? Mu Qingqing couldn't help it, she finally shouted hysterically.

Fortunately, the location is relatively remote, and there are not many people in the afternoon, and no one notices them.

Compared with Zhang Rong's indifference, Mu Qingqing was a little excited, and she had never been calm in this matter.

"There is no hatred and no hatred, thirteen years have passed since this incident, and if you still want to pursue it, you will be disappointed. Zhang Rong said shallowly.

Mu Qingqing couldn't understand what she meant, but the emotions in her heart couldn't be calm.

"Then tell me, did you really have to see my mother before that accident?" asked Mu Qingqing.

"Well, if you just want to ask about these things, then, you can go. I've paid for the tea, so please go back. If you have a big belly, don't come out and run around, otherwise, when the child falls, I will have to blame me. Zhang Rong was unceremonious.

She didn't want to say anything about what happened thirteen years ago, she regretted it except for it.

But regret is useless after all, all this has happened later, and Xiao Chen is already with this girl.

"You really don't want to say anything, so let's see each other in court?" Mu Qingqing's eyes were desperate.

She just said that, she knew she couldn't do it.

"In that case, I'm here to wait. Zhang Rong said lightly, "But now, I don't really want to see you, you can go." ”

Mu Qingqing gritted her teeth, she stood up with her chair, her eyes full of indifference and anger.

Seeing Zhang Rong's unrepentant and bad attitude, she really wanted to spill the cup of fruit tea in front of her.

She clenched her fists and looked at Zhang Rong indifferently.

Probably because she exuded an unfriendly aura all over her body, Zhang Rong also sneered: "Don't look at me like this, we haven't had much intersection in the past thirteen years, and you shouldn't belong to the Quan family, at least on the one hand, you should be grateful to me, if I hadn't brought you back then, would you have met Xiao Chen?"

Mu Qingqing didn't know how to refute for a while, yes, if it weren't for Zhang Rong, she wouldn't have met Quan Zichen.

Of course, if it weren't for Zhang Rong, her parents wouldn't have had an accident.

"These are two things, you don't want to confuse. Mu Qingqing frowned.

"I'm confused about something, I just feel now, it's time for you to go. Zhang Rong was not polite at all, she was rushing Mu Qingqing away.

"Oh, by the way, take this journal away. Zhang Rong said lightly.

The anger emanating from Mu Qingqing's body, she didn't feel it, she just didn't want to pay attention to these things anymore, the incident more than ten years ago was enough to make her regret it for the rest of her life.

Because of that incident, she has already lost her son, what else can she say.

The red blood in Mu Qingqing's eyes came out, she gritted her teeth and looked at Zhang Rong like this.

Under her razor-sharp gaze, Zhang Rong was extremely calm, as if nothing had happened, just came over for a cup of afternoon tea.

She took a sip of her coffee indifferently, the sun shining on her face, and she narrowed her eyes slightly.

Mu Qingqing stood across from her, her hand resting on the cup of fruit tea.

The hands were shaking, shaking.

She remembered that in the hospital, Zhang Rong once slapped her.

At this moment, she really wanted to spill this cup of hot tea. Even if she stopped pursuing her mother's affairs, her heart would be a little better.

She saw that the murderer was in front of her, but she couldn't do anything, but she could only choose to give up, this kind of heartache that only she could understand.

Her hand kept on the teacup, and she could feel the warmth coming from the cup.

She wanted to spill the fruit tea over her......

But Zhang Rong is not Irene, in the face of Irene, she can be unceremoniously, but in the face of Zhang Rong, she has no way to be so calm and resolute.

She is Quan Zichen's biological mother......

Zhang Rong is still silent, she takes everything in her eyes, this girl is still scheming about Quan Zichen in the end.

At this moment, someone suddenly strode upstairs, this aura was very powerful, and when he hadn't stood by Mu Qingqing's side, Mu Qingqing had already felt it.

There was coldness and domineering in this aura, and when he came, he brought a gust of cold wind.

turned his head, and sure enough, it was Quan Zichen.

There was a hint of surprise in her eyes, how did he come back.

There was still a little dust on this man's face, but it still couldn't hide his handsome eyebrows.

He frowned as he stood in front of her, his dark eyes staring at her.

"Brother...... Brother, why did you come back. Mu Qingqing's hand holding the teacup trembled a little.

Why did he come back all of a sudden, didn't he say that he would be home as early as evening......

"Why don't you take care of the baby at home?" Quan Zichen lowered his voice.

"I'm just talking to Aunt Rong for a few words. Mu Qingqing replied.

"No more to say. At this time, Zhang Rong stood up, "Since Xiao Chen has found it, let's tell the truth." ”

Quan Zichen raised his eyes, and there was an endless coldness in those eyes as deep as obsidian. When he first came up, he saw that the two of them seemed to be arguing.

At this time, the surroundings fell silent, and only the noise of cars on the street outside could be heard.

Mu Qingqing's heart was beating, and her hand slipped off the cup.

Zhang Rong picked up the diary on the table that had not had time to be put away by Mu Qingqing, and slapped it in front of Quan Zichen, and the table made a "pop" sound.

She still doesn't have much emotion, and her face with light makeup is like a clear begonia flower, and she is not happy.

"Your wife came to me to talk about fifteen years ago, and this diary is probably the evidence she found. Zhang Rong said.

Quan Zichen's brows furrowed even deeper, and he picked up the diary in disbelief.

Mu Qingqing's heart jumped, and she hurriedly explained: "There's nothing in this diary, I just want to find her a few words." ”

Mu Qingqing wanted to snatch the diary, but Quan Zichen took a step faster and already held it in his hand. When Mu Qingqing still wanted to grab it, Quan Zichen grabbed her wrist with his right hand.