What's so good about killing people all at once? If Song Yan had treated her like that, she would have given Song Yan no chance to die.
Directly letting people die is just a relief for her, which is not fun.
Mo Lin looked at Ning Mengyao and suddenly felt that in front of her, her thoughts were so childish and childish.
Suddenly he felt a little aggrieved, but thinking about it, Ning Mengyao was right, there was no point in letting people die like this.
"Why don't you go down and see your son's mother?" Yu Feng looked at Mo Lin and said with a half-smile.
As soon as Mo Lin heard the word son, her face darkened.
"That's not my son." Maureen said through gritted teeth.
If he had a son who had to strangle people to death, the thought of that child would make him extremely disgusted.
That child is about the same age as Mu Sihong, but he is not as cute as Mu Sihong at all. Not only is he not as cute as Mu Sihong, he is also very annoying. He looks like a little bully. Judging from what he has done now, When he grows up, he looks like a playboy.
"Don't mention that child to me, is it still a child?" Molin snorted and said in disgust.
"Oh? He's just a three-year-old child, why do you hate him like this?" Yufeng became interested. The children he had seen were all relatively good children, but he still couldn't bear to think of a child who could make Mo Lin hate him like this. Very interested.
"You can torture your maid and servant to death when you are only three years old. Is this something a child can do?" Mo Lin said with disgust.
"No way?" Ning Mengyao thought that the child was just spoiled and couldn't be that bad. Who knew he could be so hateful.
"Why not? My parents are doting on me at home, and Song Yan is by his side. If anyone makes him unhappy, he can just kill them. So among the dead maids, actually Some of them just made small mistakes, but they still think it's natural." To be honest, Mo Lin really couldn't understand the thoughts of those people. A child with such a vicious mind could still be normal. Their brains are really No problem
Hearing this, Yufeng stopped teasing him just now. To put it this way, that child was really a bit unlikable.
"Children like this are also a scourge when they grow up."
"Okay, don't talk about this anymore, it has nothing to do with us." Qiao Tianchang said directly.
He is extremely lucky now that his children are cute and the children around him are also well educated, instead of becoming such a disgusting person.
"Actually, even his father doesn't like that child." Molin said suddenly.
"how do you know?"
"That man has never seen this child, let alone acknowledged it. What Song Yan wants most is to get something with this child, but that man doesn't even want to see Song Yan now." Mo Lin said with a sneer. .
"You know again?"
"If that person is willing to see Song Yan, she will not go back to the Song family." Mo Lin's imprisonment in the Mo family these years was not in vain. He still knew many things, but some things were not So clear.
Ning Mengyao and the others looked at each other and saw doubts in each other's eyes.
"What else have you not told us? Tell us honestly." Yufeng narrowed his eyes at Mo Lin and said fiercely.
Mo Lin reached out and touched her nose and laughed awkwardly.
"Actually, I don't know much about that. It's all from re-examination." Seeing them all looking at him with disbelief, Mo Lin immediately explained.
It turned out that during the years when Mo Lin was imprisoned, Zhong had been helping him monitor those in the Mo family.
When they first came back, the person behind Song Yan appeared once, but that time the person was completely hidden in the cloak, and they didn't see what he looked like. Later, because Song Yan often said something to make him recognize him, The child has to be taken back by the child. Once or twice the person has nothing to say. After a long time, isn't that person just impatient
So that man never went to Mo's house again, and didn't even bother to send samples, let alone see the child. It was good that he didn't kill the child directly.