Standing there, Sister Ping sneered and took out her cell phone and called Han Zhenyu: "Han Zhenyu, don't say I didn't inform you, Mu Yiyi has left Florence."
There was a silence over there, then Han Zhenyu roared anxiously: "Li Wanping, what are you talking about? Beitangwu's ashes are still here, how could the girl leave by herself?"
"I'm really leaving. I'll send her away. You can leave quickly, otherwise you'll wait for the killers of An Ye to come here. This is the territory of An Ye. You can't stay for too long!"
"Where did she go? Where did you get her? Li Wanping, are you looking for death? Tell me, where is the girl?" Han Zhenyu asked viciously from the other end of the phone.
His intuition told him that something must have happened to Mu Yiyi, and he was immediately anxious.
"Han Zhenyu, now I am the only one in this world who knows where she is? But I can guarantee that she will not die!"
"Aren't you afraid that I will cause trouble for your daughter?"
"You don't dare, and who will believe you? Now, Beitangwu is dead, Mu Yiyi has disappeared, you can't find me, you can't even do a DNA identification, right?" Sister Ping laughed in a sharp voice, "I told you for your own good. Otherwise, if you wander around in this city, you may not die at the hands of the night one day."
Han Zhenyu cursed maniacly: "Mom, don't let me find you, otherwise I will kill you with one shot."
"Go away!" Sister Ping said calmly, "Don't waste my energy on me. I will take this secret into the grave." After that, Sister Ping hung up the phone.
She walked through the streets and alleys and walked into a small hotel. During the period, the ringtone of her cell phone kept ringing, and she kept turning a deaf ear and refused to answer the call.
After going upstairs, he took out the room card and opened the room he had booked. Sister Ping sat on the bed, looking confused and her mind was blank.
After sitting for two hours, she probably had already set off for Italy and left for a while. She picked up her cell phone and dialed a number.
After the phone was connected, she said lightly: "Madam, please take good care of my lady. I have told her that I am going back to the countryside of China."
Then, she reported the address of the hotel: "I will wait for your people here to collect the body, and it's good to bury it anywhere! Thank you first! Also, Mu Yiyi has left Italy with her old love-people, I saw it with my own eyes."
After hanging up the phone, she took out the phone and broke it.
She dared to bet that Han Zhenyu is now anxious to leave Italy quickly.
She reached into her clothes pocket, took out a small paper bag, took out the pills from it and put them into her mouth, and swallowed them dryly.
"Yueyue, mom loves you! You should live your life well in the future!" She smiled and lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, waiting for the arrival of death.
In a trance, she seemed to see the man she loved and hated deeply again. In a trance, he hugged himself in the snow, and they were laughing and spinning.
She thought she would never think of him again in her life, and she thought that at the moment before her death, all she could think of was her daughter.
Unfortunately, she was wrong!
She thought of that man, his allegations had already become an omnipresent feeling without realizing it, but she just didn't want to admit it!