When Ji Qin saw that Mu Wanqing actually dared to attack her, she was completely irritated. She threw the suitcase violently, then with bloodshot eyes, she pushed Mu Wanqing hard with all her strength.
Mu Wanqing lost her balance, stumbled back a few steps in embarrassment, and finally sat down heavily on the ground with a "thud".
The graceful, dignified and virtuous look on Ji Qin's face had long since disappeared without a trace, leaving only distortion and viciousness.
She curled her lips and sneered, her eyes like a poisonous snake: "To put it bluntly, Mu Wanqing, you are trying so hard to grab it, but you just want this jade pendant, right?! Don't stare at me with such hateful eyes. In the final analysis,
We are the same type of women. I just want to open up a path to light for my son's future.
As a woman who is also a mother, let me give you a piece of advice: women want money, power, and status, but not love alone, let alone stupidly regard love as all the nutrients for survival. That is digging your own grave, understand.
What?! No matter how beautiful and loyal love is, it will eventually betray you, but money is different. As long as it is in your hand, it will always be yours.
While you are young, find a rich man and marry him as soon as possible, so that you won’t treat yourself badly!”
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Mu Wanqing bit her lip, her eyes were dim with tears, and she lowered her eyes with great guilt. She sat by Yang Mulin's bed and shed tears, and whispered: "I'm sorry, grandpa, I didn't help you get the jade pendant back..."
Yang Mulin sighed: "Wanqing, don't blame yourself anymore. It's not your fault. In fact, Ji Qin has a saying that is right. Keeping it is just making yourself more sad."
"grandfather……"
"Okay, don't be sad anymore. Grandpa, I've lived all my life, who haven't seen anyone?! I've always seen Ji Qin's thoughts, and I'm not surprised at all that she could do this.
The only regret is that I tried my best to serve the country and gave up all my youth and years, but I ended up like this." Yang Mulin's face that has gone through vicissitudes of life is full of helplessness and loneliness, "And what worries me the most is,
Or Mu Fan..."
Mu Wanqing felt very uncomfortable when she looked at Yang Mulin, who looked older and older in just a few days.
She was silent for a long time, and finally said firmly: "Grandpa, you have to believe in Mu Fan. Believe that he will not stay like this. I believe that sooner or later, he will cheer up and return to the confident and admiring person he was before."
Fan."
"Really?!" Yang Mulin asked, "Are you so sure that he will stand up?!"
"Yes!" Mu Wanqing nodded firmly.
Yang Mulin stared directly into her eyes: "Why?!"
Mu Wanqing smiled happily and replied: "Because he admires Fan!"
The rental house was extremely simple, with only two beds, a cabinet, and a table, and nothing else.
After Mu Wanqing took care of Yang Mulin to sleep, she used a small stove outside to boil a pot of hot water, and then carefully and gently wiped off the dirt on his face and body little by little.
During the cleaning process, she found many bruises and wounds on his body. Mu Wanqing felt extremely distressed. She searched the house for a long time but found no medical kit, so she ran far away to the drugstore and supermarket in the middle of the night.
