Su Kui lay softly on the ground, crying bitterly, Mo Zhu felt unbearable in grief. Thinking of the grievance that the young lady had suffered since the death of the master, it was even more sorrowful, so she couldn't help crying bitterly.
She hugged Su Kui, her hot tears fell from her eyes, and her voice was hoarse, "Miss, why is your life so bitter? I thought you would have to rely on when you came to the house of the uncle. I'll kill you! Oh, sir, madam, open your eyes and take a look!"
"This, this..." Luo Miaoling was dumbfounded. No matter how deep her city was, she was only a girl under twenty. She thought she would be foolproof by splashing dirty water on Ye Wanwan. She didn't expect it, Ye Wanwan. This dead girl reacted faster than her.
Through her tears, she looked at her father's gloomy face that was about to drip, secretly saying that it was not good.
The next second, Luo Zhongting grabbed the tea cup on the table and fell onto the head of Wang Suyin who was dizzy and slapped on the ground by the slap just now. Wang Suyin cried out in pain, raised his hand, and his hands were all red. Sticky blood.
"Ah, it's bleeding, it's bleeding!"
Luo Miaoqi shrank to the side, looking at the mess in the room, and seeing her mother quickly shed blood on her cheeks, she was able to regain her senses, and screamed and rushed towards Fu Shou Tang.
"Huh, Wang Suyin, look at the two good daughters you taught! I have seen it today! Unfilial and unreliable, and lie!" He saw Su Kui, who fell in Mo Zhu's arms, closed his eyes, and was still crying weakly. Slowing his face, walked quickly to help her.
Softly soothed: "Wan Wan, don't be afraid, this time your uncle will definitely be the master. You should go back and rest and don't think too much. When today is over, nothing will be done."
"Uncle..." The pale and thin girl, with red eye sockets, her clear eyes filled with tears, she blinked gently, and went down the corner of her eyes.
Such a well-behaved and sensible child, because he carried the huge wealth left by his brother-in-law, attracted the prying eyes of his aunt, his temples bulged, and he was distressed.
The big palm touched her long hair, Luo Zhongting said softly: "Hey, there is uncle here, Wan Wan doesn't have to think about anything, just stay at ease."
After that, he waved his palm, "Mo Zhu, take your lady back to Fu Yunxuan to rest. Wan Wan is weak and weak. Call a doctor to come and see later."
"Hey, yes!" Mo Zhu replied loudly, greeted Qiluo outside the door, and together he helped Su Kui back to the yard.
As soon as Su Kui left, even the air seemed to freeze in the very depressed room.
Luo Miaoling bit her lip and bitterly, knelt beside Wang Suyin and couldn't help crying. The opening cut by the porcelain piece had slowly stopped the blood, but the flesh of the forehead was turned open, and the blood stains all over his face looked extremely shocking.
She looked down at her mother who had passed out, and felt her hatred stronger than ever. It's all Ye Wanwan, if she doesn't come, then their peaceful and happy days will not be like this!
If it weren't for her, the father who was not close to them would not be farther and farther from them!
The hatred in her heart fluctuated violently, and blamed everything that happened on Su Kui.
But she never thought that before he died, Father Ye had sent someone to give away many things from the Prefects' Palace. Each of those things was worth tens of thousands of dollars, even higher, and even priceless!
These things are more than enough for Ye Wanwan to eat and drink for a lifetime in the mansion.