Hua Meimei couldn't laugh anymore. Looking at the aggressive pair of sisters in front of her, she felt fear and regret in her heart. Look at these two sisters, they seemed to have made up their mind to use her as a raft today. If I had known better, I wouldn't have stabbed this person.
A hornet's nest.
So, she could only look at Dugu Lin pitifully, hoping that he could save her from danger.
In this matter, the two ladies of the Lin family have risen to the level of heaven and earth. Even if he is a royal noble, he cannot violate the heaven and earth!
Dugu Lin shook his head slightly at Hua Meimei and turned away. Hua Meimei seemed not to believe that Lang Xin was iron-hearted and looked at Dugu Lin with wide eyes. She hoped that she was just dazzled, but it was a pity that she
Disappointed, no matter how hot and focused her eyes were, Dugu Lin seemed to have suddenly lost his sensory nerves and refused to respond to her at all.
When Prime Minister Lin saw Dugu Lin's face, he knew what he meant. He glanced at her silently weeping face. For some reason, he thought of "True Love" Aunt Hua's tearful look. He sighed softly in his heart. After all, it was all Hua.
The daughters of the family are so similar even when they cry.
Because Hua Meimei looked like Aunt Hua when she cried, Mr. Lin's heart softened a little, and he said to Sister Lin Qingran: "You see, Miss Hua is also a talker, so why not let her come to your mother's memorial tablet?"
Putting on incense and apologizing can be regarded as accompanying your mother, right?"
Ruining a person's good reputation is a serious crime of forcing the living to die and the dead to deceive the corpse. How come it has become so insignificant when it comes to Prime Minister Lin? It's just a matter of offering incense and bowing.
If she hadn't clearly known that Miss Hua Er was the daughter of the Hua family, Lin Qingran would have thought that Hua Meimei was the long-lost daughter of Prime Minister Lin. Looking at the vigor in defending her, even her biological daughter had never enjoyed it.
Lin Qingran sneered, his voice was faint, but the volume was clear and high-pitched: "My father has a bodhisattva heart, and he hates seeing others shed tears. Miss Hua Er only gave a few tears, and she scared her father into panic and even humiliated him.
The serious sins of my legitimate wife can be lifted high and put down gently." She suddenly laughed sarcastically: "If someone makes a mistake in the future, just shed tears and the big thing will be reduced to a trivial matter, so what is the use of this law?
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Mr. Lin's face turned red. Although the second girl's words were not pleasant to listen to, they were very reasonable. It was a serious crime to insult his legitimate wife's name. He could easily let it go with a stick of incense and a bow.
His face had been honed in the officialdom, and his expressions changed very naturally. He immediately restrained his pity and sighed: "Ran'er is right, but my father is too soft-hearted."
Hua Meimei knew that Mr. Lin was most sincere to Aunt Hua, and deliberately put on a posture that was somewhat similar to Aunt Hua. She originally wanted to coax Mr. Lin to relent, but when she saw that she was about to succeed, she was abruptly and severely beaten by Lin Qingran.
After some sarcasm and a remark that hit the mark, she fell short. The hatred for Lin Qingran in her heart had reached its peak, but she could only endure it at the moment.
She bit her lip and continued to sob, crying softly and beautifully, and said: "How about... or... after I offer incense to Mrs. Lin and apologize, I will go back to eat vegetarian food, worship the Buddha with green lanterns, and recite the Sutra of Rebirth for Mrs. Lin."
January, what do you think of Prime Minister Lin?"
Prime Minister Lin hesitated and recited the Purana Sutra for a month, which was considered a true repentance.
Lin Qingran spoke before Prime Minister Lin: "I'm afraid this is inappropriate. Miss Hua Er is not my mother's child, and she is not my mother's relative. How can there be any reason to let an outsider recite the death sutra to my mother?