"Dad, I don't blame you. Although I don't have a mother, you have to work and take care of me these years. I know you have tried your best. Don't be sad, I really have nothing. Now brother Ye I'm really happy that I came back intact. Don't blame yourself. Nuan Nuan and Brother Chi are still here!"
Mu Xigui felt uncomfortable and blamed himself. After all, he was a child whom he doted on, and he suffered 15 years of grievances due to his negligence.
Thinking that there were still matters to be dealt with, Nangong Nuannuan and Chiyang were also there, Mu Xigui raised his head, patted Mu Qingxuan's head, and said lovingly: "Leave the rest to Dad, and Dad will give you an explanation. "
Mu Qingxuan smiled slightly: "Okay."
Mu Xigui looked at Ning Wenhao and said, "The police can come in."
"Okay." Ning Wenhao picked up his phone and made a call.
When Mu Qingling and Qi Huiyin heard this, they were in a bad mood. Especially Mu Qingling, whose face turned from distorted jealousy to pale panic.
"Old Mu, you can't do this. Qing Ling is my only daughter! How could you hand her over to the police?"
"She is your only daughter, so she can hurt my daughter at will? Who gave you the guts?"
"Old Mu, Qingling is still young and not sensible. What's more, isn't Qingxuan okay? Qingling is not only my daughter, she is also your daughter. You raised her for 15 years and treated her as your own. Daughter. How can you be so cruel to her?"
Mu Xigui was laughed angrily: "So my daughter is fatal and saved by Ning Wenhao, which means that your daughter has not broken the law? If so, will the attempted murder not be punished? After all, no one died?"
"I didn't mean that. Old Mu..."
Before Qi Huiyin wanted to say something, a group of policemen had already walked in.
Mu Qingling didn't expect this to be true at this time. Ning Wenhao not only came by himself, but also called the police to wait for her outside.
The moment she felt the cold handcuffs on her hands, the strings in Mu Qingling's mind broke instantly.
She had the guts to harm Mu Qingxuan, but she never had the guts to let her father know. She dared not even face Mu Xigui, let alone the police.
"Ah—let go of me! Let me go! I don't want to go to jail! Dad, how can you be so biased? I am also your daughter! My surname is Mu too, how can you only care about my sister's life and death? Just because Am I not your own? How can you be so partial? "
Nangong Nuannuan was completely amused by what the mother and daughter said.
In the past, she only thought that Zhong Qianqian was weird, and that the Jiang family's mother and daughter were disgusting, but now that she saw Mu Qingling, she realized that there is someone more weird than Zhong Qianqian in the world.
At any rate, Zhong Qianqian was Zhong Kuijun's own daughter and her half-sister. This Mu Qingling was an outsider who remarried with her mother, and now she yelled at unfairness and partiality after killing her own daughter.
"Let your surname be Mu, let you be my daughter, treat you well, just so that your mother can treat my daughter well. Do you really think that I regard you as my daughter? In my heart, you don't even care about me. One ten-thousandth of a daughter is not comparable. If it is not for your mother to be my daughter's mother, even if you die in front of me, I will not look at you more. How can you mother and daughter hurt my daughter? What right do you have to say something like partiality in front of me? Take it down!"