Perhaps knowing that he was really in trouble this time, Chifeng never showed up. Mojia stayed in Yanxihua's room to take care of her. Only Huanhuan sat alone in the garden, holding her chin in her hands, with a look on her face.
The loneliness is obvious.
"Mrs., your phone number." Xiao Ju timidly walked over and handed over the phone.
Huanhuan smiled at her, "Xiaoju, you'd better call me Huanhuan from now on."
After answering the phone, it was actually Liu Su'e. She said, "Zi Yin is ill. She wants to see you. Come back and see her." In front of Huanhuan, her tone was still so dismissive and vague.
There was a trace of hatred. Without waiting for Huanhuan's reply, she hung up the phone with a bang.
Hearing that Zi Yin was sick, Huanhuan was very anxious and immediately went to see Mo Tieyi.
"Old man, I have something to do and I have to go home!"
The smile on Mo Tieyi's face stiffened. At this juncture, he didn't want Huanhuan to leave. He suppressed a smile and asked in a calm tone, "Oh? Why do you want to go home all of a sudden? What happened?
, see if grandpa can help you."
Huanhuan shook her head, "Zi Yin is sick, I want to go back to see her."
"Zi Yin..." Mo Tieyi raised his eyebrows, and a sharp edge flashed through his eyes. After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll have someone take you back."
Mo Tieyi called Sister Zhong, prepared some generous gifts, and arranged a car to take Huanhuan back to Su's house to take a look. In front of Huanhuan, he deliberately told her, "Go take a look and come back early. What do you say?"
We are also members of the Mo family, so it would be bad if we continue to harass others. If word spreads, they will think that we, the Mo family, do not understand etiquette."
Sister Zhong understood, "I understand, old lady."
Not long after, Huanhuan was sent to Su's house by Sister Zhong. As soon as she entered the door, Liu Su'e had a sullen face. She glanced at the stretched luxury car parked outside and sneered, "It's really different when you marry into a wealthy family. Look at this style, it's like...
Do what it looks like to outsiders.”
Huanhuan stepped forward and called out politely, "Auntie"
Liu Su'e snorted and turned her head away from her.
Sister Zhong ordered people to bring all the gifts in, until the small living room was almost full. Liu Su'e was not only not happy at all, but the more she looked at them, the more she hated them.
All of this should originally belong to her daughter, but now she seems to be accepting charity from others!
"Aunt, where's uncle?" Huanhuan and Liu Su'e were not that close to their uncle, and they seemed cautious in speaking, for fear of making her unhappy.
"Of course I'm at work at this time! We're not as lucky as you. We poor people can only support ourselves by making money." Liu Su'e's strange aura made Sister Zhong frown.
Huanhuan was already used to her aunt's attitude, so she turned around and walked inside, "I'm going to see Ziyin."
Huanhuan opened the door and saw a bedroom of less than ten square meters, which looked a bit old. The windows were covered with curtains, the light was very dim, the floor was messy, and newspapers and magazines were scattered everywhere. Su Ziyin was sitting on the ground, holding a newspaper in her hand.
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"Zi Yin?"
Huanhuan called her, and Su Ziyin slowly raised her head. Her pale face was a little haggard, but the strange color flashing in her eyes made people shudder. She raised the newspaper in her hand and said word by word, "See
No, the person in the photo above is me! I am also the subject of media reports!"
Huan Huan felt a pain in her heart and squatted down to hold her hand, "Zi Yin, forget this, don't think about it anymore! You just need to be the Zi Yin you were before!"
"Forgot?" Su Ziyin suddenly laughed and stared at Huanhuan pitifully, "You made me fall from the highest point of my life, and you still want to persuade me to forget? Su Huanhuan, why do you want to
Come to our house? Your parents are dead, so you can be your orphan. Why do you want to take away my father and everything I have?!"
Huan Huan paused, "Zi Yin..."
"Do you know that I have hated you since I was a child? I hate your hypocritical face, I hate your hypocrisy!" Su Ziyin pushed her away fiercely and smiled evilly, "You are so proud to see me so miserable.
No? Haha, Su Huanhuan, I won't make it easy for you! I will become your lifelong nightmare! You will never forget it even if you want to!" Suddenly, there was a dagger in her hand, and the blade was pointed at herself.
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"Zi Yin, what do you want to do? Put the knife down quickly!" Huanhuan pinched her wrist before she could think about it, "Put it down quickly!"
"Let me go!" Su Ziyin shouted, "Su Huanhuan, don't you want me to die? I will die for you!"
"Zi Yin, calm down!"
Huanhuan was afraid that Ziyin would hurt herself, so she pulled her desperately. Seeing that the blade of the blade had strayed away from Su Ziyin, before Huanhuan could breathe a sigh of relief, the strength that had originally been fighting against her suddenly disappeared, her balance was disrupted, and Huanhuan had no time to withdraw her strength.
, the shiny dagger drew an arc in mid-air, and pierced her arm fiercely.
"Ah——" Su Ziyin screamed in fright, regardless of Huanhuan's injury, she pushed her away fiercely. Huanhuan hit the wall, and felt a terrible pain in her arm.
The sound in the room caught the attention of Sister Zhong and Liu Su'e. They hurriedly opened the door and came in, "What happened?"
When Liu Su'e saw the blood on the ground, she was so frightened that she immediately ran over and nervously checked Su Ziyin, "Daughter, are you injured? Tell your mother where you are injured."
Su Ziyin shook her head and just kept crying.
Liu Su'e held her in her arms distressedly, "Oh, my poor good daughter, why is her life so miserable!"
Sister Zhong saw Huanhuan huddled in the corner at a glance. Her entire left arm was almost stained red with blood.
"Young Madam!" Sister Zhong rushed over and helped her up quickly. When she saw the wound on her arm and the knife that fell to the ground, she immediately guessed what was going on.
"Young madam, I'll take you to the hospital!" As she helped Huanhuan out, her dagger-like eyes swept across the mother and daughter who were hugging each other and crying.
Someone will settle this account with them!
Watching Sister Zhong and Huanhuan leave, a trace of annoyance flashed across Su Ziyin's tear-filled eyes.
Damn, just a little bit closer!
Sister Zhong rushed to the hospital with Huanhuan. Although her wound was not big, the knife penetrated deeply. The skin and flesh on her smooth, white and tender arms were turned outwards, which made Sister Zhong feel distressed.
After the doctor treated the wound, Sister Zhong sent her back to the Mo family. Mo Tieyi, who had received the call long ago, had been waiting at the gate. Seeing that Huanhuanren could come back, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'll be back soon."
Okay, just come back."
After sending Huanhuan back to her room, Sister Zhong told the whole story. Mo Tieyi's face turned livid with anger and he banged his cane, "That family really didn't know how to live or die! I didn't care about what happened before.
Now you actually dare to come and do damage?!" As if remembering something, he turned around and asked with a cold face, "Where is Mojia? Why hasn't anyone been seen all afternoon?"
Sister Zhong hesitated for a moment, then replied truthfully, "The young master has been in Yan Xihua's room."