"My dear daughter, what's wrong? You look so panicked?" Meng Liangxian walked over from the hall, picked up the facial mask that Dai Shuanglin had dropped to the ground, threw it into the trash can, poured a glass of milk, and took a slow sip.
She is a woman who knows current affairs, is practical, materialistic, worships money, and is very realistic.
After being mercilessly exposed by Mu Lengrui, she also felt sad and helpless in the face of Dai Zhengde's indifference. After feeling sad, she shifted more of her attention to her future life.
Dai Zhengde kicked her out of the hospital through the door of the ward, and she was extremely cold-hearted. She was so cruel that she sold all her valuables when she got home, robbed them all, and deposited the money in the bank, which was enough for her to have enough food and clothing for the rest of her life.
worry.
Now that I have lost my husband's heart, I cannot allow myself to become even more devastated, and I cannot give up so much of my property to the daughter born and raised by my love rival.
Without the company of her husband, as long as she has her baby daughter to accompany her, she can live a happy and carefree life. There has not been much change, whether she should have fun, whether she should have beauty treatments, or whether she should play mahjong or play mahjong.
Daughter Dai Shuanglin has not changed much. Her father Dai Zhengde's indifference to her makes her sad far less than the pain caused by Zhuang Yucen's termination of their engagement.
She is not too worried about Zhuang Yucen's termination of engagement. Her daughter is young and beautiful, and one day she will forget Zhuang Yucen. With so many promising young people surrounding her precious daughter, what is there to worry about?
But why does her precious daughter look so abnormal today? Something is very wrong, very wrong. Could it be that Zhuang Yucen bullied her again? Making her so sad?
Faced with her question just now, Dai Shuanglin didn't respond at all. He pursed his lips and looked sad, but he refused to speak.
"My good daughter, aren't you just Zhuang Yucen? Mom will find you a more handsome young man in the future. Don't be sad because of him. He already loves you. It's not worth it to be sad for him!" Meng Liangxian advised Dai Shuanglin.
"Mom, my father committed suicide..." Dai Shuanglin was stunned for a long time, the tip of his nose was red, and his eyes were full of tears before he said this with a trembling voice.
With a "pop" sound, the glass filled with milk in Meng Liangxian's hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces, with milky white milk splashing everywhere.
"Is it true? Where did you get the news?" Meng Liangxian grabbed her daughter's hand, feeling very nervous.
"Wang Ma just called me and asked me to go back and help. Dad committed suicide. She doesn't know what to do... Wuwuwu..." Dai Shuanglin cried sadly. After all, he was his biological father who loved her so much. She couldn't bear it.
Live sad and sad.
Meng Liangxian was silent, closing her mouth tightly, as if thinking about something: "Where's Dai Yuxiao, why isn't he at home? Mother Wang should ask her for help..."
"Dai Yuxiao...she fell down the stairs and saw her father committing suicide. She couldn't stand the excitement and fainted..." Dai Shuanglin said with sobs, tears rolling down her face.
"My good daughter, don't cry, don't cry. Our opportunity has come. Let's go home immediately!" There was no trace of sadness on Meng Liangxian's face, but there was an inexplicable joy in her tone.
When the mother and daughter rushed home and rushed straight to Dai Zhengde's room on the second floor, Wang Ma was still kneeling on the ground at a loss, her pants were stained with blood, and she was holding Dai Yuxiao's upper body in her hands.
Dai Yuxiao's eyes were closed tightly, his head was still bleeding, and his originally fair cheeks were scarlet.
Dai Shuanglin was frightened by the tragic situation in front of him. His eyes were horrified and he was evasive. He couldn't believe that the tragic situation in front of him was reality.
His body was already stiff and cold. Half of his body was lying on the boss's chair. His father, Dai Zhengde, had a black hole in his temple. Blood was still gurgling out, but it was getting less and less. The blood was almost gone.
"Ah! Dad! Why did you commit suicide!" Dai Shuanglin shouted in horror, bursting into tears, heartbreaking.
Meng Liangxian had a sinister look on his face. He glanced at the scene, saw the pistol lying in a pool of blood, and then looked at Dai Yuxiao's blood-stained hands, and an idea came to him.
She suppressed her inner excitement. The time had come for her to punish her love rival's daughter! God would not let her down. If she was given such a good opportunity, she must seize it!
"Wang Ma! How do you look after the house? What did I tell you before I left home? Huh?" Meng Liangxian showed the majesty of a housewife and asked in a deep voice.
"Madam, madam, I didn't expect that Master..." Wang Ma was speechless when asked, not knowing how to explain.
This is obviously not a servant's fault. How can a servant guess the master's thoughts? She only does laundry, cooking and doing housework. She has no right to interfere in the master's private affairs.
Could it be that she could appear in time, like a heroine, and suddenly knock down the pistol pointed at her master's temple?
That was the plot in the movie. In real life, she was just an unknown and hard-working servant.
Meng Liangxian knows this better than anyone else, but she must find fault with this servant and make trouble for her. This is necessary and inevitable, and she cannot be careless at all.
"You didn't expect? This master's death has a lot to do with you, did you know?" Meng Liangxian sneered and pointed at the dead Dai Zhengde with a cold and arrogant expression.
"Madam, I didn't do anything wrong. Master... I really don't know..." Wang Ma looked flustered. How could a servant who had never seen the world see through Meng Liangxian's sinister thoughts? She could only panic.
, at a loss.
"I'll call the police immediately. The police will definitely investigate you. You are the biggest suspect!" Meng Liangxian coldly took out his mobile phone and prepared to make a call.
Wang Ma hurriedly crawled over on her knees and begged: "Madam, you know me, please spare me. How could I have the guts to murder my master? Please, I still have to feed my children. I can't go to jail."
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Meng Liangxian saw that her threat had begun to bear fruit, and she was secretly happy in her heart, but she remained calm on the surface.
"Understand you? I don't dare to say that. Dai Yuxiao is unconscious. No one knows the situation at the scene. Maybe you are the one who shot me to death!" Meng Liangxian was aggressive and stared sharply at the man who was kneeling on the ground.
Wang Ma.
"Ah! Madam! It's unfair, it's unfair! Please, let me go... I really can't bear it..." Wang Ma begged for mercy one after another. Seeing that Meng Liangxian had no intention of letting go, she knocked her head heavily on the floor.
Banging sound.
"Okay, okay, I'm just testing you...why are you so nervous?" Meng Liangxian impatiently got rid of Wang Ma's hand holding her trouser leg.
"Madam, madam, please let me go. I still have three children to raise. They can't live without their mother..." Wang Ma didn't dare to slack off and continued to kowtow. There was a thud on the floor.
"Okay, okay, I know who you are. We are all mothers. How can we just watch you go to jail?" Meng Liangxian put on a hypocritical face, and pretended to lean down, helping him up and being threatened by her.
The lost Queen Mother.
"Madam, madam... let me go, let me go..." Wang Ma stood there helplessly. Even though she stood up, she could not stop trembling.
Meng Liangxian put on a hypocritical smile on her fat face, pretending to be very approachable. The already saggy skin was affected by this smile, showing subtle wrinkles.
Wang Ma saw this smile clearly and wondered, the master committed suicide, how could the wife laugh in such a tragic situation?
Meng Liangxian held Ma Wang's hand affectionately and said in a very considerate tone: "Ma Wang, you see, you have been in my house for so many years and your wages are so low. I have always felt sorry for you. I will give you a sum of money as a reward."
, go back to the countryside to retire from now on, and take good care of your three children..."
Wang Ma couldn't believe her ears. What, the threatening tone just now scared her out of her mind. Why should she give her a sum of money to support her in old age now?
Meng Liangxian took out a thick stack of hundred-dollar bills from her satchel that looked like snake scales, stuffed it into Wang Ma's arms, and raised a meaningful smile on her lips.
"Madam, madam, I don't dare to accept this money... I don't dare to accept it..." Wang Ma quickly resisted and dodged in a panic.
"Don't accept it?" Meng Liangxian smiled evilly and slapped Wang Ma twice on the cheek with the stack of money: "If you don't accept it, you will be waiting to go to jail! There are two ways, which one do you choose?"
Wang Ma instantly understood that Meng Liangxian was trying to drive her away, and once she was driven away, what would this sinister and vicious wife do to the unconscious second lady? She couldn't imagine it.
As a servant, she could not influence her master's thoughts or any of his actions, but she did not dare to accept the thick stack of hundred-dollar bills against her conscience.
"Madam, madam, I don't dare accept this money. You don't want me to be an eyesore. I'm going to leave now, leave now... and never come back..." Wang Ma backed away repeatedly, her feet stained with blood, and she almost fell down.
Meng Liangxian sneered and said contemptuously: "There is no need to pretend to be noble in front of me... You have to accept this money if you don't want to! Otherwise, I will send you to the police station immediately, and you will just wait to go to jail!"
After saying that, with a shake of his hand, he threw the tied hundred-yuan bill in Wang's face.
Wang Ma's cheek hurt, and she was scratched by the edge of the banknote, and bright red blood seeped out. She subconsciously covered her face, not daring to look into Meng Liangxian's fierce gaze.
The stack of banknotes fell heavily into a pool of blood, splashing with blood, and the bottom banknotes were slowly soaked in blood.
Wang Ma was even more timid. These were banknotes stained with blood. If she had her heart in mind, no matter how thick the stack of banknotes was, she would not dare to pick it up.
That blood was the blood left by the owner Dai Zhengde. He was already dead. He was already dead. How could she dare to use banknotes stained with his blood? She didn't dare, she really didn't dare.
Meng Liangxian stared at her aggressively, with chills running down his spine. On one side was the dead master, on the other side was the unconscious second lady, and on the other side was the domineering wife who was plotting evil intentions.
"Why are you still lingering? Pick up the money and get out!" Meng Liangxian put away her hypocritical face and ordered fiercely.
With trembling hands, Wang Ma timidly glanced at Dai Zhengde, who was dead on the boss's chair, with the corner of her eye, and then glanced at the unconscious second lady, who was uncertain about her fate, and struggled to remove the thick stack of banknotes from the pool of blood. Pick it up.
Meng Liangxian crossed his hands leisurely and smiled ferociously, but his facial expression was twisted with excitement. He looked at Wang Ma's back as she left with the money, feeling proud.
She walked a few steps beside her husband Dai Zhengde, not feeling sad at all, but said bitterly: "Dai Zhengde, you have been living for that jianren all your life, and you committed suicide for that jianren, then, I will let you and that jianren The daughter born and raised by jianren will never recover!"
Dai Shuanglin was dumbfounded with an expression of disbelief: "Mom, did dad really die for Shen Mengqin? Did he really abandon us, mother and daughter, and commit suicide for that jianren?"
"Yes! Why does he treat our mother and daughter like this! I am his legitimate wife! You are his precious daughter! This little jianhuo is an illegitimate child! An illegitimate child!" Meng Liangxian angrily slapped Dai Yuxiao hard. Even with a few kicks, it is difficult to eliminate the anger in my heart.
Dai Yuxiao, who was still unconscious, had his body moved out of position by her kick, but could not feel any pain.