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Lin Ping watched as she smacked her forehead a few times, then she fell limply to the ground, blood flowing down her face. Lin Ping's hands loosened their grip on the bamboo, her steps were messy and frightened as she retreated, afraid that she would tighten her grip on her throat.

Wang Yiling looked around and did not find anyone else. "Mom, don't worry. No one saw him."

She lowered her head and took out a tissue from her bag, trying her best to wrap the part where Lin Ping had held the bamboo with her hands and wipe off the traces on it.

Wang Yiling was still worried, so she bent down and put her finger under her nose.

She did not feel any breath of air. Only then did Wang Yiling stand up and look at the unmoving Mo Xiaoxiao. She turned around without any lingering feelings.

"Yi Ling, I killed someone. Should I turn myself in?"

"Yi Ling, Mom won't be able to take care of you in the future. Yi Ling, I'll kill her."

Wang Yiling interrupted Lin Ping, "Alright, Mom, you didn't do anything. You were just accompanying me for a walk."

Seeing Lin Ping's trembling hands, Wang Yiling's face turned pale with fright. She reached out her hand to grab her mother's hand and hugged her.

From this direction, standing at the edge of the bamboo forest, Wang Yiling could no longer see Mo Xiaoxiao. Her expression was calm, as if nothing had happened.

Compared to Wang Yiling, Lin Ping was in a constant state of shock, as if a ghost would appear at any time and drag her into hell. She would mutter to herself all the time, completely at a loss of what to do.

Wang Yiling tried to comfort Lin Ping that this was the result that she deserved. They didn't do anything, but the heavens were punishing her for losing her child.

However, this was the first time that Lin Ping had killed someone. Even when Wang Da She had beaten her up before, Lin Ping still wasn't as violent and ferocious as she was today.

Lin Ping was truly afraid that Mo Xiaoxiao would die. Her final step stopped a few dozen meters away from the bamboo forest. She said, "Yi Ling, shall we call the police and call an ambulance?"

"Mom, do you know how to joke around? Call the police and turn yourself in? Or could it be that we have the power of foresight and know that Mo Xiaoxiao will bleed in the bamboo forest? As for the ambulance, if it dies, calling it that would be a waste. Do you think that with my current disabled body, I have the ability to go against Xiao Menghan? "

When Wang Yiling said this, her eyes were not looking at Lin Ping. She had her back facing the bamboo forest and was looking at the road under her feet.

In this world, there was no longer a woman like Jing Xiaoxiao. This was the world of her, Wang Yiling.

Lin Ping looked at her daughter and let out a heavy sigh. She didn't say anything more and only supported her daughter and left the place as quickly as possible.

However, not long after their figures disappeared, a taxi stopped on the road beside the bamboo forest.

The driver got out of the car and looked at the bamboo forest in front of him, looking for the mother and daughter.

The person who had been waiting for them was no longer here.

The chauffeur hesitated for a moment before locking the door and strolling around the bamboo forest to see if they were still in the bamboo forest.

Fortunately, Wang Yiling had already left the hospital. The mother and daughter pair usually stayed at home, and most of the daily necessities and food was bought in the supermarket, so they called to send it home.

Wang Da He didn't come back often, and Xuan Peng was also very busy. However, he had his men pay for Wang Yiling's card according to the date.

Wang Yiling had been avoiding Xuan Peng ever since she thought of everything. She really wanted to end things with him because she hadn't decided what to do next.

Wang Yiling did not know much about Liang Heyuan, afraid that she had recovered his memories and not died. Liang Heyuan did not let his go, and Wang Yiling had pretended that he had not recovered her memories before because he was afraid that Mo Xiaoxiao would point out that he was the one who lured her out of the bamboo forest.

Now that Mo Xiaoxiao was dead, Wang Yiling felt a huge weight in her heart. She had to come up with a good plan. After all, she still had a lot of connections.

Looking at the thick stack of business cards in the cabinet, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Wang Yiling's mouth. How was she born to flatter others? Previously, she was only flattering others.

Wang Yiling also had a headache because of Lin Ping's neurotic grind every day. From time to time, she would say that she was going to kill someone and the silent ghost would come to find her.

Rubbing the space between her eyebrows, Wang Yiling was very worried.

Once, Lin Ping almost blurted out that she was going to kill a shop assistant who delivered goods to her doorstep.

It was not Wang Yiling who found out that Lin Ping had come back to the house in time. Lin Ping really was a bad thing.

Only after Lin Ping had gone to sleep did Wang Yiling finally relax and return to her bedroom.

Wang Yiling, who was sitting uncomfortably, thought for a moment before standing up and walking to her wardrobe. She reached up and pulled out a square box from the top shelf of the wardrobe.

Inside were some emergency or special items that she had bought, as well as a bottle of vitamins that she had planned to give to Mo Xiaoxiao when she had unscrewed the cap on the bottle and unsealed it. It didn't look like she'd bought it from the store.

Wang Yiling was spinning the bottle in her hand. Her eyes sparkled as she clenched the bottle tightly in her hand. She looked out the window at the dark clouds gathering in the sky.

It was just a sunny day before, but now it had become overcast with dark clouds. Soon, a storm would arrive.

Wang Yiling closed her eyes, her fingers slowly touching her broken knee.

Broken limbs no longer bleed, scabby scars ugly as old rattan bark.

Wang Yiling's fingers caressed the scar. Suddenly, she applied force to the wound. The warm liquid wetted her fingers.

A heart-piercing pain spread from her knees to Wang Yiling's brain. She slowed down her breathing, and no one could stop her.

Qiu Hong did not go to the hotel for a few days. During these few days, Yang Meng fought with her over the jealousy. This was the first time he stayed with her for so long.

Although Yang Meng had never gone out before, Qiu Hong was still worried that he would be found living at her place.

On the other hand, Yang Meng was not the least bit worried. He only quietly watched Qiu Hong wholeheartedly take care of that little wanderer.

She really treated him like a treasure and took good care of him. Just by getting someone to send some bone sticks to the little guy, she had already piled up half a room, as well as a few cabinets filled with milk powder and dog food.

Shaw did not eat this, when Qiuhong first placed the filled milk powder in front of him.

Shaw made a motion of vomiting at the powdered milk, then wagged his nose, covered his mouth with his paws, and turned his buttocks toward the bowl of powdered milk.

At that time, Yang Meng laughed. This little guy was being picky, this was an imported brand, even if it was overseas, it wouldn't be something an ordinary person could eat.

It was also very costly for Qiu Hong to be in such pain while facing a puppy that had just been born.

Yang Meng did not care about the money. He lazily laid on the back of the sofa as he watched Qiu Hong play with him.

This was the first time he saw Qiu Hong's childish side. Yang Meng could not help but sigh with emotion.

Qiu Hong had followed him for more than ten years, and many times, he would use a superior attitude to face her. She tried her best to act like an elegant woman in front of him.

Time flew by. This elegant woman now had a head full of white hair, occasionally revealing a feminine air that made Yang Meng even more reluctant to give up.

His childish attitude seemed to have made him many years younger. He resisted the urge to join the circle full of laughter in front of him, quietly enjoying the warmth and the atmosphere of home.