Later, under the guidance of prison administrators, Mu Qingqing sat in a meeting room and waited. Ten minutes later, Su Wanqing, dressed in prison clothes, came in from the iron gate with a haggard face. When she saw Mu Qingqing, she stopped and her eyes were cold.
Probably, the last person Su Wanqing wanted to see at this point should have been her opponent. The war between women is always based on vanity. The sensitive area is always shallow and can not be easily uncovered.
"Let's go!" The prison guard pushes Su Wanqing and takes her reluctantly into the reception room, and then stands outside the door.
The meeting time is limited and can't exceed 15 minutes.
"Do you have a sense of accomplishment when you see my jokes?" Su Wanqing said, biting her teeth. She looked away from her eyes. She seemed unable to bear the gaze of Mu Qingqing. She was afraid that if she could find a trace of irony in it, she would face collapse.
"If you ask me that, you must have a great sense of accomplishment when you framed me up and put me in prison four years ago." Mu Qingqing naturally speculates on Su Wanqing's careful thinking. What happened four years ago is no longer important. Whether it is or not, Su Wanqing has paid a price.
Of course, in Mu Qingqing's opinion, these are far from enough.
"Ha ha..." Su Wanqing sneered, the corner of her lip was dry and almost split. She had been tortured for more than half a month in prison. The face, which has always been well maintained, is glossy, tender and smooth, and looks a few years old.
"Yes, that's right! Especially looking at Liancheng standing on my side and pushing you down the abyss bit by bit, it was the happiest moment in my life Su Wanqing did not need to continue to camouflage, had arrived in this field, simply showed his true face.
Even if it is unable to shake the relationship between mu Qingqing and Mo Liancheng, at least it can make her suffer for a while, which is the last sad jealousy left to her.
Mu Qingqing's eyes were cold. Looking at Su Wanqing's performance, she suddenly felt a bit sad. People who are still struggling meaninglessly at this point can't tell whether they are lucky or unfortunate.
"I came here to ask you why you had to put ye Youran to death four years ago. What did she do to you? She had to die. Ji Tang has told you that he only wanted to scare ye Youran, and he also told you that he had a way to make you not shake your affairs out. Even so, what is the reason for killing ye Youran? "
No matter how calm and indifferent Mu Qingqing's mind has been, it is still difficult to control the suddenly rolling waves when he mentions Ye leisurely. Her voice became trembling, and the fierce look in her eyes was just like a wild animal. She was eyeing Su Wanqing.
With a few sharp sneers, Su Wanqing raised her hand and touched the tip of her nose. The shackles on her wrist collided with each other and made a loud noise. In the reception room with echoes, she gave a more pathetic coldness.
"It's this thing, ha ha..."
With a wry smile, Su Wanqing almost can't remember it. If Mu Qingqing doesn't know the reason, then this opportunity will never be missed.
"Since you want to know so much, I'll tell you!"
"At that time, ye Youran not only knew about the transaction between me and Jitang, but also about my intention to kill the child in your stomach. This kind of thing was known by her, if it spread to Liancheng's ears, I would not give up all my previous efforts? You don't know what's the best way to shut up
Su Wanqing chuckled, her mouth curled up a radian, gloomy and terrible.
"Su Wanqing!" Mu Qingqing patted the table and her eyes were wide. If it wasn't for the guard outside the door who knocked on the door to remind him not to make a noise, I'm afraid Mu Qingqing even forgot that he was in prison, and wanted to hit Su Wanqing's annoying face with his fist.
"What? Can't believe you killed ye Youran indirectly? Is it true that anger turns to anger? " Su Wanqing leaned back to the back of her chair, raised her eyebrows and said, "I should have told you so long before I knew you could see such a wonderful expression..."
Mu Qingqing's heart seemed to be violently pulled for a moment. She was in a panic of pain and choked her throat.
Seeing that the time is approaching, Mu Qingqing already knows the result that she wants to know, and doesn't want to waste time with Su Wanqing. Every second she shares a room with her, Mu Qingqing feels that even the air seems to be getting dirty.
So, Mu Qingqing got up, stretched her skirt, and said in a cold voice, "before leaving, I'll also give you a gift. As the last farewell gift of our life, I think you can't come out in this life..."
Hearing the words that she would never come out of her life, Su Wanqing immediately lowered her face. Even though she already knew it, she could not hide her anger and despair when she was mentioned by others.
"The person who put you and Lin Zhijie's scandal on the Internet is not Mo Liancheng, it's me..." Mu Qingqing showed a smile like expression, deliberately bent down close to Su Wanqing's face.
"What are you talking about? You did it? " Su Wanqing is incredible. She thought it was well hidden by herself, and only Mo Liancheng knew it. So after the incident spread out on the Internet, Su Wanqing even doubted that he was the one who killed himself.Therefore, Su Wanqing did not go to Molian City, but chose to hide.
"Ah Su Wanqing screamed. She got up and grabbed Mu Qingqing's face, waving her hands in the air like a monster with sharp claws. The sound of the iron chain in the air is more than just, and the noise is disgusting. Mu Qingqing only stepped back a little, and then easily avoided Su Wanqing's attack.
Hearing the sound, the prison guard quickly came in and clamped Su Wanqing's hand behind him, waving his baton and warning, "prisoner, please be quiet, or I will take the necessary measures!"
Su Wanqing is still aware of current affairs. The necessary measure is undoubtedly the electric stick in the hands of the prison guards. If she continues to go crazy, she must also suffer. So after hearing the warning, also gradually quiet down.
"Time is up, go!" The prison guard pressed Su Wanqing and pulled her to the door.
"Mu Qingqing, I will not let you off as a ghost in my next life!"
"Mu Qingqing, ye Youran's death has something to do with you. If it wasn't for you, she wouldn't have been so miserable!"
"Mu Qingqing, you can't die easily..."