Qingting's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but smile, "Why are you here? Is mommy okay?"
It's only been two days since I last saw you, and I feel so panicked. No wonder the ancients said that one day without seeing you is like three autumns.
I miss him so much!
Qi Rui walked up to her and stared deeply. Before she could speak, a figure rushed over, "Young Master Rui, Shui Ling is dead. My lovely sister is dead. She was only twenty-two years old."
Mo Linglong's eyes were red, and tears were flowing down like broken pearls. She was heartbroken, trembling all over, and fragile in every way, which could easily arouse a man's protective desire.
Qingting was speechless. It was originally a very serious matter, but why did it look like it was an opportunity to get close to a man?
Too unserious.
Dear, you are a dead sister now, can you put away these idle thoughts for the time being?
If Mo Shuiling knew secretly that his own sister was using the news of her death to invite favors, would it be heartbreaking?
Qi Rui's expression was solemn, and he dodged to avoid her momentum. She couldn't stop for a moment, and rushed straight into the arms of a bodyguard. She was dumbfounded for a moment, and her eyes widened.
Qingting couldn't help but laugh. He knew he shouldn't laugh, but this scene was quite funny.
Qi Rui naturally stretched out his hand, hugged his wife's waist, and kissed her gently on the face. The intimacy was overflowing with words, and he did not shy away from other people's eyes.
Everyone looked at him and saw that Rui Shao was making his position clear.
No matter what happened, he stood firmly on his wife's side.
Mo Linglong pushed away the bodyguard and rushed to Qi Rui. With tears in her eyes, she looked pitiful and said, "Young Master Rui..."
Qi Rui's eyes flashed, "People cannot be resurrected after death, so I'm sorry."
The noise was always cool, and it was just ordinary conversation.
But after listening to Mo Linglong's ears, her spirit was shaken, as if she had received encouragement, and her tears fell even more fiercely. She covered her chest with a look of pain on her face, "Young Master Rui, I'm so sad. When I think of my sister's tragic situation, my heart
My heart hurts so much, God, I’d rather be the one who dies.”
When she got excited, she beat her chest fiercely, looking heartbroken.
Qingting rested her head on her husband's shoulder, with a curious expression on her face, watching the excitement with relish, as if she were an unrelated person.
She had no good impression of Mo Shuiling, would not pretend to be compassionate, and had no feelings about the sudden death.
She didn't know what the truth was. If it was really suicide, then she could only express disdain.
Your parents have worked hard all their lives to give birth to you and raise you. If you commit suicide for a man, have you ever thought about their feelings?
She will not sympathize with an unfilial daughter.
She doesn't like people who have the courage to die but don't have the courage to live. She doesn't like such a cowardly person.
No matter how difficult or hard it is, you can't escape through death. Think more about the people around you who love you.
It's not worth dying for a man who doesn't love you. He won't feel guilty because of your death. He will still live happily and forget about you at all.
Suicide for love is the most ridiculous thing in the world. It causes pain to your loved ones and happiness to your enemies. It is even a joke in the eyes of others.
Of course, if it's not suicide, that's a different story.
When Mo Linglong saw this, she was so angry that she vomited blood, "Young Master Rui, do you know what kind of woman you married? She is so vicious that it is outrageous..."
She tried her best to slander Qingting and determined to take the opportunity to break up the couple.
Qi Rui frowned and his face turned cold. "Vicious? Did she do something wrong?"
The intention to protect her is clear, and she holds her beloved wife in a protective posture.