Chapter 2247

Mo Jinlan looked coldly at Mo Lingwei, whose face gradually became pale as paper, and whose eyes were gradually stained with scarlet red, as if he let out a bad breath.

Her voice gradually calmed down from the sharpness at the beginning, "He can't catch you, he doesn't know what to do, and he responds to everything you ask...

One night, he got up in the middle of the night and said that he saw you sitting at the table. He wanted to chat with you in the past, knocked down the candlestick on the table, and set the tablecloth on fire...

When the guard outside rushed in, he saw his hands sticking into the fire, saying that you were burned, and he refused to come out of the fire, he couldn't catch you...

The guards couldn't help him, so Feng Yichen had no choice but to knock him unconscious before saving him from the flames. "

Mo Jinlan walked to the dining table, sat down opposite Mo Lingwei, put his hands on the table, and looked directly into her blood-red eyes: "If it weren't for Feng Yichen, Shaojin's hands would be completely useless... .

If it weren't for the responsibility Shaojin shouldered, he would have been ruined by you.

Mo Lingwei, you are so cruel and vicious.

You tortured a man who was devoted to you and for you wholeheartedly, so much that you would rather die than live.

Compared with him, what is your injury?

Now you know why I brought Xiu'er to him, right?

Because he suffers from angina pectoris from time to time, and all he wants to do is to have a child with you, but you abandon him and refuse to have anything to do with him, he lives like a walking dead.

Having a child by his side can also give him hope and allow him to live purposefully..."

Mo Lingwei choked up: "Ke Xiu'er is always innocent..."

"So what? No matter how innocent Xiu'er is, it's not because of you. If it wasn't because of you, he wouldn't have to bear all this as a child.

Xiu'er is Shaojin's hope to live a good life. The moment I handed Xiu'er to Feng Shaojin, I saw light in his eyes, which was a look I had never seen in his eyes.

At that time, I knew what a wise and correct choice it was for me to secretly hug Xiu'er and hand it over to him. "Mo Jinlan's brows and eyes are cold: "I have never felt so sorry for a man in my life. A man like Shaojin, who wants wind and rain, power and status, is at your fingertips. A you, the person who tortured himself is not human, ghost or ghost.

Mo Lingwei, I don't know what Shaojin likes about you. In my eyes, you are not worthy of Shaojin's kindness to you! "

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Her nails dug deep into the flesh, and the palm was bloody.

She really didn't know that Feng Shaojin would become like this after she left.

In Mo Jinlan's eyes, she was the chief culprit who confused Feng Shaojin.

Her dignity was trampled upon, her freedom was restricted, her dreams were stranded, her body was plundered, her life was burned, her reputation was ruined, and she became the laughing stock and object of ridicule by everyone in the upper circles. It didn't seem to matter.

From the very beginning, she was not the one who was wrong. Why, in Mo Jinlan's eyes, did she become the one with unforgivable crimes?

Could it be that she must obey Feng Shaojin's wishes, and it is correct to accompany Feng Shaojin for the rest of her life in self-deception and self-indulgence?

What about the repeated humiliation and persecution of her by the Feng family and the He family?

In her bones was the blood of her mother, Su Wan. She was a woman who obeyed freedom and equality, watered her with love to grow up, and entrusted her with her life not to repeat the same mistakes.

How could she live up to the ghost who died young because of her?

Mo Lingwei's voice trembled: "Just treat me as selfish and cold-hearted, with a vicious heart!"