Chapter 1187

Mo Jinlan wept with joy, and knelt down in front of Chu Yunyao with a "plop", weeping uncontrollably: "Sister-in-law, it was all my fault in the past, I shouldn't have listened to... listened to slander, repeated over and over again It's all my fault for troubling you.

Thank you for disregarding previous suspicions and treating my brother..."

Chu Yunyao dodged and didn't accept her kneeling: "One thing is another thing, I operated on your brother just because your brother is a good man, and it has nothing to do with you.

Although you always made trouble for me in the past, you didn't get any benefit from me. Your mother's backstage was also wiped out by Ling Yuan. There is a balance between us. Get up, kneel down Ugly.

If you were the one with heart disease, I wouldn't save you even if you kneeled and broke your legs. I'm not a saint who can be dismissed in a few words. "

After Chu Yunyao finished speaking, she got up and left Luoxuexuan.

Mo Lingwei helped Mo Jinlan up: "Sister-in-law is straightforward, don't take it to heart, she always says what she likes and what she hates, but she doesn't have any bad intentions. Even if it’s a write-off.”

Mo Jinlan was helped to sit on a chair by Mo Lingwei. Hearing what Mo Lingwei did, she cried even more sadly.

After Mo Jinyu persuaded her for a while, Mo Jinlan's crying gradually stopped.

Seeing Mo Jinyu's tired expression, Mo Lingwei stood up and said goodbye: "You brothers and sisters talk first, I still have some things to do, I'm going back to the bamboo garden first."

She walked out, and as soon as she returned to the bamboo garden, Mo Jinlan followed into the bamboo garden.

"Ling Wei." Mo Jinlan took out an exquisite dagger from his arms. The handle of the dagger was inlaid with valuable gemstones, "Shaojin asked me to bring it to you."

Mo Lingwei stared at the dagger calmly, without any emotion in her eyes.

This dagger, which cuts iron like mud, was given to her by Feng Shaojin as a self-defense tool. She lost it for a while, and then returned to Feng Shaojin's hands. Not unfamiliar.

"Although this thing is a bit more expensive, our Mo family also has it. It is not a rare thing to me. Since it is not mine, I don't like it. You can return it to whomever it should be." Mo Mo Ling Wei poured herself a cup of warm tea, held it in her hand and slowly sipped it.

Mo Jinlan put the dagger on the table and pushed it in her direction: "Shaojin has never forgotten you."

Mo Lingwei raised her eyes, as if she could see through her mind: "Jinlan, not everything in this world is as perfect as you want, the best way to get out of confusion is to look forward and not look back.

Some things, like germs, are contaminated, ranging from rotten and festering, to life-threatening.

If you want to live well, the best way is to draw the fire from the bottom of the pot, cut out the flesh and bones, and cut off the tail to survive.

Pay it and don't regret it.

If you choose, don't regret it.

I have a clear conscience, fulfilled the promise I made to him, and never let myself down, let alone him.

Now that the trouble has reached this point, this person is no longer in my life.

Now that there are no people left, these extraneous things are even more meaningless to me.

If you are not good at paying him, I will keep it and put it in the pawn shop for some silver taels to buy medicine for your brother to cure his illness. It is a good thing. "

When she said these words, her tone was so indifferent that it was almost heartless, as if she was talking about an irrelevant person and a useless item.

To her, Feng Shaojin had really become her past, even if what should have happened between her and him had happened.

No wonder Feng Shaojin said that women are a thousand times crueler than men when they are heartless...