After saying these words, Mu Xue's face became even happier, she straightened her bulging belly slightly, and looked at the half-dead Luo Yinghong with arrogance. The grievances and dissatisfaction over the years seemed to be released at this moment, and

She was about to give birth to a baby in four months, and a sense of satisfaction that she had never felt before spread in her heart.

There was a "bang" sound, and the door was suddenly knocked open. Mu Xue's expression changed, and she quickly sat down on the bedside, but accidentally knocked over the soup bowl. Outside the door, Xiao Qiao, dressed in snow-white, stood leisurely.

, the thin figure looked so frail. Because of the miscarriage, there was no trace of blood on the face. The whole person was swaying in the dim sunlight, and there was a possibility of falling down at any time.

"Xiao Qiao?" Mu Xue looked at Xiao Qiao in surprise. She didn't know if she heard what she just said. But judging from her angry look, she must have rushed in directly to cause trouble for Luo Yinghong. "You, you

What do you want to do? You, do you still want to kill your mother-in-law? That's enough, please stop doing this, okay? No matter what your mother-in-law has done, she has been punished now. Look at her, she is lying on the bed now.

I can't move or speak.

She is already a living dead! Do you have to kill her to feel willing to do so? No matter what, she is Qinghan's mother! When will retribution happen? If your mother is here, she will definitely not want you to do this.

of!

Don't you even care about Qinghan's relationship as husband and wife?" Mu Xue shook her head, looked at Xiao Qiao with a sad face, shook her head, and subconsciously protected Luo Yinghong. At this time, she must not let

Xiao Qiao was messing around.

Xiao Qiao looked at Muxue expressionlessly, her face was horribly pale, and her plain white dress made her look like a ghost escaping from the underworld. She walked slowly towards the bed, looking at the person lying on the bed angrily.

Luo Yinghong.

Luo Yinghong's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but nothing came out of her throat. Her cloudy eyes became more and more excited, and her facial expression began to twitch. She looked at Luo Ying who was like a living dead.

Red, a trace of sadness filled Xiao Qiao's hateful eyes. This must be retribution! But, even so, she still could not forgive the fact that she killed her mother. Xiao Qiao clenched her fists

He gritted his teeth, rushed forward, grabbed Luo Yinghong's wrist, and shouted wildly: "Why, why do you want to kill my mother? Why do you want to harm her like this! Why,
Chapter completed!