Ink House

Since Xiao Wenqing asked Mo Zixuan and Zhou Lin to get their certificates in advance, Mo Zixuan has not come back to live.

Mo Jingteng went on a trip with the group, and in the Mo house, in addition to the servants, there were only two women, Xiao Wenqing and Zhou Lin, in the huge villa.

Xiao Wenqing was threatened by Zhou Mingfu, and was complained by Mo Zixuan, she was in a bad mood, and her attitude towards Zhou Lin was naturally not as gentle as before, and she gave her a look at every turn.

Zhou Lin sent people under the fence, not daring to complain at all, she was pregnant, and she did not enjoy the hospitality of others like before, these days, she waited for Xiao Wenqing carefully, trying her best, hoping to please her.

When the police station called, Zhou Lin was holding bird's nest to Xiao Wenqing.

"Answer the phone first, it's annoying."

Xiao Wenqing glanced coldly at the mobile phone in her pajama pocket, waved at her impatiently, removed the mask on her face, and got up to wash her face.

Zhou Lin pursed her lips, answered "yes", and took out her mobile phone to answer the call.

When the voice on the other end of the phone came, her whole body froze suddenly, the blood on her face faded in an instant, and her voice was trembling: "What do you say happened to my dad?" ”

The other party said it again, the tone of the formula words, without half emotion, but Zhou Lin was as if he had been struck by lightning, his face was white, his whole body was trembling, he said, "I'll go over immediately", turned his head and shouted to Xiao Wenqing, who had already walked to the door of the bathroom: "Aunt Xiao!" ”

Xiao Wenqing turned his head and looked at her coldly: "What's the matter?" ”

Zhou Lin stammered: "I, my dad died, and the police station asked me to rush over immediately." ”

Xiao Wenqing's face changed, and he seemed to be shocked, so he strode in front of her without washing his face, looked at her pale face, trembling body, frowned and asked, "Who told you?" ”

"Someone from the police department."

Zhou Lin's indescribable panic in her heart, yes, it is panic, this emotion is far better than her sadness of losing her father, although Zhou Mingfu loves her daughter very much, but she is bent on marrying into the Mo family these days and becoming the young grandmother of the Mo family that everyone envies, her father is also counting on her to marry into the Mo family, he followed the happiness, but diluted the most precious blood and family affection.

"Did you tell me how your father died? Tomorrow is the day of the trial, could it be that he committed suicide in fear of sin? ”

Xiao Wenqing's face flashed with doubt, and he said his guess.

Zhou Lin shook her head with red eyes, although she didn't know how her father died, but it was definitely not a suicide in fear of crime, Wen Jin had no evidence that his father killed Wen Hongrui and his wife, and there was only some evidence of his guilt in the company, as well as the kidnapping of Wen Ran that night.

All these add up, and sin does not lead unto death.

"No, my dad won't commit suicide in fear of crime, it must be Wen Jin, he must know that he can't take my dad's life if he goes through the legal process, at most he will go to prison, and he will come out sooner or later, so he took the opportunity to kill my dad."

Zhou Lin's tone was very excited, the already red eyes burst out with hatred, and the whole person looked hideous and scary, Xiao Wenqing sneered in his heart, pretended to be angry on his face, and said in agreement: "Well, you guessed well, it's not Wen Jin, it must be Wen Ran." Even if their brother and sister have no evidence, they have determined that your father is the murderer of their parents, and this revenge must be avenged. ”

Zhou Lin's tears finally fell, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely not let go of Wen Jin and Wen Ran." ”

Xiao Wenqing looked at the bone-crushing hatred in her eyes, a sneer flashed in her heart, and she said lightly: "Now is not the time for revenge, you hurry up and go to the police station to see your father." ”

After Zhou Lin left, Xiao Wenqing hummed a small tune to wash his face, drank bird's nest again, and then dialed Mo Zixuan's phone.

The phone rang a few times and the call was hung up.

Xiao Wenqing's face changed, and he sent another text message, and two minutes later, he called again, and this time, Mo Zixuan answered her call, and his tone was still not good.

"Zixuan, tell you a good news, Zhou Mingfu died suddenly, my mother will not force you to marry Zhou Lin again, come back."

These days, her husband is gone, and her son is not coming home, Xiao Wenqing and Zhou Lin stay in this huge villa, and they are not in a good mood at all.

"You can't convince me, so Zhou Mingfu is dead?"

Mo Zixuan was not only unhappy, but coldly mocked, he already knew a lot about his mother's viciousness, and knew that she forced him and Zhou Lin to get the certificate, because she was threatened by Zhou Mingfu, and now, Zhou Mingfu died suddenly, and he must have nothing to do with her.

"Zixuan, did you say that about your mother? Zhou Mingfu's death has nothing to do with me, it is the masterpiece of Wen Jin and Wen Ran, Zhou Lin said that he will definitely seek revenge on the two of them. ”

Where would Mo Zixuan believe her words, only to hear him sneer coldly on the other end of the phone, "Mom, you can deceive others, you can't deceive me, tomorrow is the day of the trial, what Wen Jin and Wen Ran want, it is by no means Zhou Mingfu who died so easily, only you, I don't know what Zhou Mingfu has to do with you, but Zhou Mingfu's death, you can't escape it." ”

"You're still not my son?"

Xiao Wenqing was annoyed, he believed in Wen Ran's little slut so much, and he didn't believe that she was a mother.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and in her ears, Mo Zixuan's voice came coldly again: "Since you let Zhou Mingfu die suddenly, it is better to beat the child in Zhou Lin's belly as well, Zhou Lin is not a woman who is clear and jade, and the child in her belly doesn't know whose it is." ”

Xiao Wenqing was taken aback when he heard this, and asked in disbelief: "Zixuan, is what you said true?" ”

"Hmph, do you think I'm you, and there are piles of lies, if you don't believe it, you can wait for the child in Zhou Lin's belly to be born, and then go for a DNA paternity test, but don't expect me to admit her. If you let her know that your father was killed by you, she will bite you back. ”

In the last sentence, Mo Zixuan's accentuated tone brought out three points of sarcasm.

Xiao Wenqing's face changed a few times, and he promised heavily: "Okay, I'll find a chance to let the child in her belly flow out, but you have to come back to live, at least, before she has a miscarriage, even if you are perfunctory, you have to perfunctory her." ”

"I'll be back tomorrow morning."

Although Mo Zixuan was reluctant, he agreed in the end.

He has avoided Zhou Lin these days, Zhou Lin has begun to threaten him with Wen Ran's life experience, and now that Zhou Mingfu is dead, Zhou Lin is even more panicked, he should appear in front of her, she has no father, and all threats are not a threat to him.

Seeing that he promised to come back, Xiao Wenqing immediately became happy: "Okay, then I'll make breakfast tomorrow morning and wait for you to come back to eat, it's late now, you go to bed early." ”

"Yes, I know!"

Mo Zixuan answered, and regardless of whether Xiao Wenqing's words were finished or not, he hung up the phone.