"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

As she spoke, she wanted to reach out and help her up from the ground, but Min Zhi waved her hand and sat on the ground with a vicissitudes of life.

"Just let me sit like this, it's more comfortable."

She smiled forcefully, and her voice became hoarse.

Mo Wanxi sat on her bed, feeling a little condescending, as if it wasn't good, so she also sat on the ground and looked at Min Zhi's side face covered with fine lines.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

When you go out in the morning, isn't it okay, why did it suddenly become like this?

Is it just because of the person in the photo? Or maybe there's something she doesn't know.

"It's okay, Mom just feels a little tired and wants to rest."

With that, she buried her face in her knees again.

When Mo Wanxi heard this, her brows furrowed, and her tone of voice unconsciously carried a hint of questioning.

"Aren't you going to tell me? Those pictures in the living room. ”

"Photos? That's what you're talking about, there's nothing to say. ”

It's good for her to bear these things alone, and there is no need to say it to make her worry or even afraid.

"Mom, are you hiding something from me?"

The more she is like this, the more Mo Wanxi feels that there is a problem, or a big problem.

Min Zhi glanced up at her blankly and pulled out a smile.

"What did Hee Hee say, how could my mother hide it from you."

"Mom, aren't you like this because of those photos?

I felt as if I had seen the person in the photo, but I couldn't remember it for a while. ”

She muttered to herself, not noticing that Min Zhi's empty eyes suddenly became cold, but it only returned to normal in an instant.

She smiled and said to Mo Wanxi, "You know her?" How could you possibly know her, it's that you misremember Xixi. ”

"Mom, who the hell is she, who else sent you photos, and why did you send those photos?"

If she guessed correctly, the man was dead, one could even say that he had been dead for many years.

But why, a photo of a person who has been dead for many years is mailed to her home, and the signatory is still Min Zhi?

Could it be that Min Zhi has anything to do with that person?

Min Zhi looked at her eyes, scared in her heart, afraid that she would guess something, so she got up from the ground with emotion.

But because she squatted for a long time, her center of gravity was unstable when she got up and she almost fell, but fortunately, Mo Wanxi was quick and helped her.

"Mom, slow down!"

Min Zhi didn't say a word, shook off her hand and slammed the door directly.

"Mom, where are you going?"

Mo Wanxi didn't know why she was suddenly so excited, but she was in a bad state now, and she had to follow behind all the time.

Min Zhi stumbled, walked to the coffee table in the living room, and looked at the photos, her face gloomy.

She suddenly took out a lighter, took a bottle of wine and spilled it on the ground, and lit the lighter with a vacant look in her eyes and wanted to throw it at the pile of photos.

Mo Wanxi snatched the lighter in her hand and looked at her frowning.

"Mom, what are you doing here?"

If she goes down to the lighter, all four people in this house will die.

"Xixi, give me the lighter, I will burn her, and she will not dare to come if she burns her."

She kept muttering the same sentence in her mouth, her eyes were empty, and she kept snatching the lighter in Mo Wanxi's hand.

When the latter saw her like this, he had already guessed that she should really be related to the woman in the photo.

But she kept grabbing, and she just threw the lighter on the ground.

"Bang!"

The explosion was not loud, but it was enough to attract the attention of Mo Qianqian's mother and daughter, and it was enough to bring the mentally deranged Min Zhi back to her senses.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Wang Meijuan's voice came from the door of the bedroom on the first floor, accompanied by Mo Qianqian.

The mother and daughter looked at the strange atmosphere between Mo Wanxi and Min Zhi, as well as Min Zhi, who was full of decadent cloaks, and were a little surprised.

Smelling the smell of wine in the living room, and the lighter that had been shattered, Wang Meijuan leaned over to Mo Wanxi and asked with curiosity on her face.

"Hee-hee, what's going on?"

Mo Wanxi didn't bother to say more to her, and helped Min Zhi to leave directly.

"Auntie, it's okay, I'll take my mother up to rest first."

Looking at the mother and daughter who had gone upstairs, Mo Qianqian looked at the photos on the ground with some curiosity.

"Mom, what did you say happened to Auntie?"

Usually, she doesn't show such a tired side.

"Qianqian, listen to my mother's advice, this Mo Wanxi mother and daughter, I'm afraid it will be over soon, I'm afraid even the Mo Group will be finished."

After Wang Meijuan finished speaking ambiguously, she turned around and left directly.

Mo Qianqian looked at the photos on the ground, still at a loss.

Upstairs, after Mo Wanxi helped Min Zhi back to the room, she looked at her with an unkind face.

"Mom, do you know what you're doing? If you had gone down with that lighter just now, all four of us would have burned here. ”

Being alive is more important than anything else, doesn't she understand?

Min Zhi drooped her head, and her tone of voice carried a hint of tiredness and a hint of guilt.

"I'm sorry Hee-hee, but I was too impulsive."

She also listened to her words just now, and suddenly lost her mind.

"You're still not going to tell me what you have to do with the woman in the picture?"

If she still says it's okay now, she believes that there are ghosts.

At this time, Min Zhi didn't plan to hide it from her.

"Actually, Hee-hee, you've seen that person."

"So, who the hell is she?"

She felt that the man was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

She looked at Mo Wanxi, and her tone of voice carried a hint of obvious sarcasm.

"She's your dad's lover, you met when you were a kid."

After saying this, she felt as if she was sober.

"My dad's lover?" Mo Wanxi frowned because of her words.

She frowned and thought for a long time, then suddenly burst out in surprise.

"You mean, she's Yanxi's mother?"

Min Zhi nodded lightly, answering her question.

"No wonder I think she's a little familiar, but isn't she's dead, and why is her picture in my house?"

When she heard the news of the death of the man in a car accident, she was not afraid, but had a hint of happiness that did not match her age.

She vaguely remembered that Min Zhi was very happy at that time, crying and laughing.

Even holding her in a circle, but she saw tears in her eyes, and at that time she didn't quite understand why she was sad about the death of a woman who had ruined their family.

But at this moment, she seemed to understand that her tears were not because she was sad, but because she was happy.

Because she hates Yan Xi and her mother, she should be happy if someone tells her that Yan Xi is dead now.