Chapter 37: Whose Tricks Are Worse?
Mo Zixiao's carriage gradually drifted away, and Mo Ruhua looked into the distance, and the insidious and ruthless surfaced little by little.
Mo Zixiao suddenly sneezed, and her delicate little face turned a little pale.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Qi asked hurriedly. More concern that even he didn't know about.
"It's okay, probably someone is saying bad things about me behind my back." Mo Zixiao waved her hand indifferently and leaned against the wall of the car, her face a little more bloody.
"Who would curse you, a dead man, so viciously? Maybe you're not injured yet, right? Xiao Qi said, more worried. After all, such a weak body is really pitiful.
Mo Zixiao smiled, but did not refute.
Most of the blows she received in the nightmare were soul wounds, but it didn't matter. The cough from time to time now is definitely not because of my injury yesterday, it is estimated that it is because of the suppression of Mofu.
And the curse is also a little deep.
Since she has passed the test inexplicably, she will be blessed by the laws of heaven and earth, if she didn't believe in these before, now, she has to believe it.
It seems that she still underestimated the hatred of the people of Mofu for her.
"Do you really think they wouldn't be so vicious?" looked at Xiao Qi with a worried face, revealing a faint coolness.
"This ......" Mo Zixiao knew, how did he not know!
Don't you even let go of death? She believes that some people will definitely say that they are dead and will not reveal any hidden dangers.
When such a thing happened, could someone have already discovered her whereabouts?
The smile on his lips disappeared, and Xiao Qi panicked for a while, such a powerful murderous aura swept the entire heart.
"Let's not go to Mofu yet, go buy some things to give to those 'amiable' family members. They probably already thought I was thinking about it. A cold voice came, revealing the chill of Sensen. You know what I mean, right? ”
"Understood," Xiao Qi nodded.
"I just showed my face and thought about her death, I really value me so much.
If you don't give them some color, I'm afraid it won't stop. You smiled and thought in your heart that the carriage had gone in the opposite direction.
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"Madame! Madam! Big things are wrong! A quick-witted little maid hurriedly ran into the house of Zhao Huanling, the eldest lady of Mofu.
didn't even check, and didn't care at all when he tripped over the threshold, kneeling on the ground of Zhao Huanling's bedroom.
"What's wrong?" Mrs. Zhao's nonchalant voice came from inside the room, and she was a little annoyed. But instead of being as angry as before, he is trying his best to restrain himself.
Because Mo Zixiao has been framed and killed by their family, her three children are the main family heirs, and their status is much higher than before. Even Mo Hanchuan was very happy, and he was having fun with her!
She was naturally displeased to be interrupted like this, but she could barely restrain herself, and she couldn't see how excited Mo Zixiao's death made her.
The maid naturally knew that Zhao Huanling was displeased, so she was so frightened that she trembled and couldn't speak.
Although she is a celebrity in front of Zhao Huanling, she also knows how cruel this seemingly virtuous and gentle Mrs. Zhao is.
The strategy to kill Mo Zixiao was what Mrs. Zhao came up with. This woman is not an ordinary vicious.
At the beginning, Mo Hanchuan was able to stand out among the many children of Mo Zixiao's father and mother after his death, and she also had a share of the credit for becoming the head of the Mo family.
Moreover, Mo Hanchuan, the head of the Mo family, can still not accept a second room for her, which can be seen how beautiful Zhao Huanling is and how terrible his methods are.
Zhao Huanling did not arrive, and the sound arrived first. The bewitching voice of the soul and the cautious maid trembled. Holding Mo Hanchuan's arm, he came slowly.
Wearing a pink dress dragging the hem of the skirt, Mo Hanchuan looked at the lovely people around him, but he just drooled, and felt that his soul was about to be lost.
Zhao Huanling looked at him, inadvertently showing a trace of disgust, and soon hid again, changing his appearance, Danfeng's eyes were full of flattery and flattery.
can't help but make people wonder, Mo Hanchuan and his wife are really as loving as husband and wife as in the biography, and they are a couple?