Chapter 470 If you dare to be tempted, I will kill you
The reason why she looks like a ghost is not because she is invisible or silent, but simply because her appearance is more terrifying than the female ghosts in horror movies.
This is a disfigured face, with no intact skin visible. The three colors of blue, red and white are intertwined. The green ones are tendons, the red ones are flesh, and the white ones are bones.
The eyeballs are gone, only two dark eye frames are left, and the nose can't be found. The middle is collapsed, and the mouth below, with the left side higher and the right side lower, is actually crooked, and the higher side cannot be closed.
, the gums are exposed.
What kind of grimace is this? It can scare people to death!
No one would have thought that Zheng Shirley, who looked like a flower and jade like a little fairy, would have such a majestic appearance as her mother, who looked like an evil ghost in hell. They were two extreme contrasts.
Of course, she was definitely not like this originally. It was probably due to some accident, such as a fire accident, or someone throwing sulfuric acid, etc., which caused her face to be completely disfigured, and she was worse than a ghost.
However, that's not all.
This woman came out in a wheelchair. She had both hands but no feet. Only two thighs were left below. They were cut off above the knees, and the calves and soles of her feet were all gone.
Not only is his face disfigured, but he is also a cripple. How miserable is that?
However, this woman had a great temper and yelled at Zheng Shirley viciously: "I'm asking you a question! Why don't you answer?"
"I...I didn't..." Shirley Zheng muttered, as if she was afraid of her mother.
"Come here!" The disfigured woman sitting in the wheelchair waved.
Zheng Shirley didn't dare to disobey, so she quickly walked over and stood in front of her mother, like a child who had made a mistake, with her head lowered and silent, feeling a little nervous.
The woman in the wheelchair also didn't speak. She raised her scary face and stared at Zheng Shirley with her dark eyes. She didn't know what she was thinking.
Suddenly, the woman raised her hand and slapped Zheng Shirley on the face, knocking the latter to the ground and letting out a scream.
"Bitch, have you forgotten what I said?" The woman withdrew her hand and placed it on the only half of her thigh.
Zheng Shirley, who was lying sideways on the ground, covered her face and did not dare to speak. Her expression was panicked and scared.
"Stand up!" The disfigured woman seemed to order calmly, but her tone was undeniably cold.
Zheng Shirley stood up as instructed and let go of her hand, half of her cheeks red and swollen.
This is not makeup like the previous one, but a slap in the face, very hard.
"Do you know why I hit you?" the disfigured woman said calmly.
Without waiting for the other party to answer, she asked again: "Did you fall in love with a certain man and be so entangled with him that you couldn't let go of him, so you came back so late?"
Zheng Xueli quickly shook her head: "No! An accident really happened..."
"Shut up!" The woman once again angrily interrupted Zheng Shirley's explanation, "You clearly smell like a man, but you still don't admit it?"
Saying this, Zheng Shirley remembered that she once threw herself into Ye Xingyu's arms, hugged him tightly, and then wrapped herself in his woolen coat.
Moreover, Ye Xingyu dried his clothes with the palm of his hand. Except for his underwear, he touched almost everything inside and outside, and then Zheng Shirley put it back on.
Many factors combined, it was inevitable that Zheng Shirley's body would be contaminated with Ye Xingyu's scent, but it was smelled by this woman who couldn't even see her nose on her face.
"This...is not...because..."
Facing her mother's questioning, Shirley Zheng, who felt guilty, tried to explain in a panic, but found it difficult to explain.
"Don't try to quibble! Although my eyes are blind, my heart is not blind!"
A ghost-like woman only believes in her own judgment and does not allow the other party to defend herself.
"You have to remember that there is no good man in the world, and they all deserve to die! If you dare to fall in love with any man, I will kill you with my own hands, and that man will die too!"
Zheng Shirley's mother had a stern voice, which combined with her hideous and terrifying face, made her look very frightening.
Moreover, what she said was very cruel, and she actually wanted to kill her own daughter.
Zheng Xueli was so frightened that she trembled and nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice.
It can be seen that she is very afraid of this disabled mother and does not dare to disobey and contradict her.
After some reprimands and teachings, Zheng Shirley's mother raised her hand, caressed her daughter's swollen face, and softened her voice: "I am doing this for your own good. I don't want you to be fooled by a man like me!"
Look at my face, what has it become now? Humans are not like humans, ghosts are not like ghosts, living every day is worse than death, haven't you woke up yet? Do you have to end up like me?"
Zheng Shirley shook her head gently, rubbing her cheeks and palms.
Her mother warned again: "You must remember that all men in the world are liars. The nicer they talk, the more cruel and heartless they will be. Every sweet word is for the purpose of deception and betrayal!"
"Yes, I know!" Zheng Shirley nodded, accepting the instruction with an open mind.
"This is the first time, so I'll spare you, but it's also the last time. Don't do it next time, so you can take care of yourself!"
After saying these words, the woman retracted her palm, and the redness and swelling on Zheng Shirley's face actually subsided a lot.
Then, the woman turned the wheel on the wheelchair, slowly walked backwards back to the bedroom, and then gently closed the door.
It wasn't until her figure disappeared that the anxious Zheng Shirley finally breathed a sigh of relief and touched her slapped cheek, which seemed to be less painful.
Zheng Shirley was afraid of her mother from the bottom of her heart. She had a weird temper and was cruel and ruthless. Even if she were her daughter, she would be beaten and scolded often, and she would be even more merciless.
Even though she is disabled, sitting in a wheelchair and unable to see, there are many ways to deal with Zheng Shirley.
When Shirley Zheng was being taught a lesson in the past, she couldn't help but want to hide, but she never did. She was always beaten.
Zheng Shirley turned off the light in the living room, returned to her room, sat on the bed and stared blankly for a while, then took out a small photo frame from the drawer of the bedside table with a photo inside.
To be precise, there was only half of the photo, and the other half was torn off.
The existing half is a beautiful woman holding a little baby in her hands. No matter the facial features, outline, figure, or temperament, they are very similar to the current Zheng Shirley.
It seems that she should be Zheng Shirley's mother.
On her shoulder, there was a man's hand, and there was a small red dot on the back of the hand, which seemed to be a cinnabar mole.
The owner of this hand is probably Zheng Shirley's father.
But because half of the photo was torn off, only one hand of the man could be seen, and his appearance could not be known.
Zheng Shirley stared at the photo for a while, sighed softly, and murmured to herself: "Mom, don't worry! I will always remind myself that I will never be emotionally involved! No matter who it is, I will succeed.