[69 Book Bar - www.] "You are a liar, I hate you." Lele announced very forcefully.
"Lele, I didn't lie to you." An Qingxia looked at her grandson, "You will know in a moment."
Lele stared at her fiercely, she didn't believe what she said anyway.
They entered one of the bungalows. It turned out to be a private residence. There was a kang bed when they entered, but no one was living in it now. There was not even furniture. When they walked in, they saw a person.
It's Fang Ruolan.
"Is it an unexpected surprise?" Chris looked at An Qingxia, "I brought her here specially..."
An Qingxia was very surprised and couldn't help but look at Chris, who was smiling tenderly at her.
Fang Ruolan was sitting in a wheelchair, her hands were tied to the handles of the wheelchair, and her feet were also tied tightly. Her mouth was tightly sealed, and she could only look at them with her big eyes open and humming.
An Qingxia put Lele down, walked up to Fang Ruolan unconsciously, and squatted down: "Do I remember me?"
"Ugh..." Fang Ruolan showed an expression of extreme fear and could only struggle and shake her head.
"Don't remember?" An Qingxia said, turning to Chris and saying: "Bring Lele in first!"
Chris immediately asked someone to carry Lele in. Lele looked at these people. In fact, Lele had seen many murder scenes, but what she saw in front of her frightened her. Especially her grandmother, her expression was so scary, she
His body began to tremble.
"It doesn't matter, I will remind you of your memory bit by bit." An Qingxia knelt down and held her hand, "Back then, in order to get me to divorce Zeyang, what did you do to me? Do you remember?"
"..." Fang Ruolan's eyes filled with tears and she shook her head vigorously.
"Do you still remember how you treated me and Huanhuan?" she asked again.
"Do you know how I made your husband die?" As he said this, he took out a knife and suddenly cut open the ropes tied to her hands and the ties around her mouth.
"Let me go..." Fang Ruolan begged for mercy in horror, "let me go... please..."
"Don't be afraid..." An Qingxia was talking when Chris came in to report and Xiao Moshu arrived.
"He's here...that's great." An Qingxia had a weird smile on her face.
"Invite him in!" Chris said.
After a while, Xiao Moshu came in. As soon as he came in, he saw Fang Ruolan being tied up and An Qingxia beside her.
"Moshu, you're here..." An Qingxia stood up and saw Xiao Moshu.
"Yes, I'm here. Where is my daughter?" What Xiao Moshu cares about most is his daughter.
"Bring Lele out..." Chris said.
So, he immediately took Lele out. As soon as Lele saw her father, she immediately shouted happily: "Dad..."
Xiao Moshu smiled at his daughter, turned to An Qingxia and said, "Let Lele go first, I will promise you whatever you want."
"Do you think I will still believe you?" An Qingxia sneered, "Why, are you not worried about the safety of your mother at all?"
"Moshu..." Fang Ruolan looked at Xiao Moshu as if asking for help, "Moshu, save me..."
"Your mother asked you to save him." An Qingxia smiled.
"You let Lele go first." Xiao Mo wrote expressionlessly, "Let my daughter go. Everything has nothing to do with her at all. She is just a child."
"Yes, she is just a child, but she has the right to know what kind of person her father is." As An Qingxia said, she took a knife and slashed Fang Ruolan's wrist, and blood immediately poured out.
.
Fang Ruolan screamed in pain...
"Lele, do you know what your father did to your mother back then?" An Qingxia turned to Lele and said, "She was like this now, taking a syringe and drawing your mother's blood bit by bit.
Dry."
At this moment, Xiao Moshu's face looked as white as if blood had been drawn from it, without any blood at all.
Lele looked at the blood, and the blood seemed to dye her eyes red. She opened them wide and the blood was red.
"This is your granddaughter too, why are you doing this to her?" Xiao Moshu's heart felt like it was tightly entangled when he saw his daughter like this, and his whole body ached from the confinement. "Let her leave here, now...
"
"Don't you dare admit it to your daughter? Don't you dare let her know what kind of person you are?" An Qingxia kept asking, "But I clearly remember that when we were in the hospital, my daughter told her
I said I had something to go back to Qingyang, and waited for her to appear in front of me again two days later. I saw the needle wound on her neck, and on the wrists of both hands, silently writing, you know how I felt at that time.
"
"You can do whatever you want to me, I beg you, please let my daughter leave first." Xiao Moshu even begged in a low voice.
"I just want Lele to see you clearly..." An Qingxia looked at Fang Ruolan again, her hand was still bleeding. Maybe the knife just wasn't deep enough, so the blood flow gradually became smaller.
Just as she was about to make a cut, Yan Huan came in from the other window: "Mom..."
"Huanhuan..." An Qingxia didn't expect to see her daughter.
"As expected of your daughter, she took care of my people and came in so quickly." Chris looked at Yan Huan with some appreciation.
"Lele, come to mom." Yan Huan approached her daughter step by step.
Lele's expression was a little dull. She saw Huanhuan, but she stood motionless, and her eyes fell on Xiao Moshu again.
"Huanhuan, are you still soft-hearted towards Xiao Moshu?" An Qingxia asked her daughter, "He deserves this, he should be next."
"Lele, come to me." Yan Huan strode over again, pulled her daughter into his arms, and held her head down to prevent her from looking any further.
Xiao Moshu finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Lele in Yan Huan's arms, and just said: "Yan Huan, take Lele away."
Yan Huan hugged her daughter tightly and saw Fang Ruolan with blood on her hands. Then she thought about her father who had just passed away, Xiao Ya who was already at the police station, and Xiao Yongguang who had been bled to death. Then she looked at the frightened figure in her arms.
Lele, suddenly she realized how terrible hatred is.
They took revenge step by step, almost forcing the Xiao family to the point of destruction, but until now she has not tasted the pleasure of revenge at all.
On the contrary, she also lost a lot.
"Mom, let's leave it like this, okay?" Yan Huan hugged her daughter tightly and begged, "You once told me that hatred is the most terrifying thing. You don't like hatred, and now I don't like it either."
"Huanhuan, you are right, hatred is a very terrible thing." An Qingxia listened to her daughter say this and whispered, "I used to not want to hate so much that my family was destroyed and let