Huo Fanshu's purpose was to kill Zhong Lingyu, and he absolutely could not let her out again.
Shen Huaizhou thought for a while and asked someone to deal with Huo Fanshu secretly.
There are rumors that Huo Fanshu is missing.
Yuncheng is not the territory of the Huo family, and the Huo family can't find anything, so they can only let it go.
As for Zhong Lingyu, although she had some doubts, she didn't have the energy to dwell on it.
For several days, she made some snacks with her own hands and asked someone to deliver them to Chen Tingze.
Although Shen Huaizhou was jealous, he didn't say anything.
His life with Zhong Lingyu lived peacefully like this.
Everyone is on their guard, everyone has their own thoughts...
In the blink of an eye, it’s mid-June and the weather is getting warmer.
Zhong Lingyu learned from the third concubine that Mu Denglan seemed to be returning to the Zhong Mansion.
Originally, Zhong Yuming had no intention of letting Mu Denglan come back.
But Zhong Mingzhu suddenly jumped off the building and died.
Zhong Mingyuan was seriously ill again.
Mu Denglan is penniless and only has one house. If he sells it, he can still treat Zhong Mingyuan.
But there was no place for them, mother and daughter.
Mu Denglan had no choice but to use the property as a bargaining chip to negotiate terms with Zhong Yuming.
The house is in a strategic location, and even if it is sold, it will be sold at a good price.
Zhong Yuming's eyes widened when he saw Qian, and when he saw that Zhong Mingzhu was dead, he could also have an explanation with the Xia family, so he was lenient and reluctantly allowed Mu Denglan to return to the Zhong family.
Of course, she did not return to the Zhong family as a concubine.
But as a servant, or a free servant.
No matter how reluctant Mu Denglan was, she had to agree in order to treat Zhong Mingyuan.
The night before Mu Denglan returned home with her daughter, Zhong Lingyu got two photos from a guard who followed her.
One of the photos shows a small milky-white western-style building.
On the balcony on the third floor, half of Zhong Mingzhu's body fell from the railing to the outside.
Although the scene is blurry, you can still see the panic on Zhong Mingzhu's face.
Behind Zhong Mingzhu, stood a woman with a gloomy expression.
Zhong Lingyu recognized it at a glance. This was Zhong Mingyu.
In order to return to the Zhong Mansion, Zhong Mingyu pushed Zhong Mingzhu, her biological sister, downstairs with her own hands.
So cruel!
Zhong Lingyu thought that Zhong Mingyu's temperament probably followed Zhong Yuming.
Cold and ruthless, cold and selfish.
There will definitely be a lot of good things to see in this house in the future.
However, Zhong Lingyu was too lazy to wait.
Some accounts should also be settled.
The next day, Mu Denglan came back with Zhong Mingyuan and Zhong Mingyu.
The third aunt humiliated Mu Denglan in every possible way.
Mu Denglan could only swallow his anger.
They also have to clean and cook every day like a servant, and even have to wash the feet of the third concubine.
The servant she had beaten and scolded earlier was also rude to her.
All we can say is that Mu Denglan suffered the consequences of his own actions.
One evening, Zhong Lingyu went downstairs to drink water.
Mu Denglan was still busy in the kitchen. She was cooking bird's nest for the third aunt, cursing constantly.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Zhong Lingyu behind her, and she closed her mouth tightly.
Zhong Lingyu stepped forward and asked, "Second aunt is still busy?"
"You little bitch, get out of here!" Mu Denglan felt that Zhong Lingyu came specifically to see her laugh.
She was rude and her eyes were filled with hatred.
Zhong Lingyu was not angry, and just stated calmly, "At first, you used Mrs. Chen's family to threaten Mrs. Chen to drug my mother. After that, you destroyed the body, wiped out traces, faked it as drowning, and killed Mrs. Chen's daughter."
Mu Denglan said scornfully: "Obviously it's Yun Suqing who is short-lived and unlucky. What does it have to do with me? It's time for you to slander others."
With a smile that didn't reach his eyes, Zhong Lingyu took out a photo and handed it to Mu Denglan, "Look, what is this?"
Mu Denglan slowly opened his eyes, and his face suddenly turned pale.
In the photo, Zhong Mingyu personally pushed Zhong Mingzhu downstairs.
In disbelief, Mu Denglan shook his head and murmured: "This is impossible..."
"Mu Denglan, if you are willing to surrender to the police station and admit to killing my mother and Mrs. Chen's daughter, I can still let Zhong Mingyu go. It's your choice whether you go to jail yourself or let Zhong Mingyu go to jail."
Zhong Lingyu gently let go, and the photo floated in the air, slowly falling into Mu Denglan's hands.
Mu Denglan shrank hard as if she had hit a hot potato.
Then, she gritted her teeth, picked up the photo, went upstairs and broke into Zhong Mingyu's room.
Zhong Mingyu was sitting in front of the dressing table applying cream.
She asked doubtfully: "Mom, why didn't you knock on the door when you came in?"
Mu Denglan slammed the photo on Zhong Mingyu's face.
The sharp angle drew a deep red mark on Zhong Mingyu's face.
Zhong Mingyu's eyes dimmed, she picked up the photo and looked at it. She squeezed the photo into a ball in her hands.
"Why did you kill Mingzhu? She is your biological sister." Mu Denglan collapsed and fell to the ground.
Zhong Mingyu was silent for a moment, suppressed her voice, and said viciously: "What kind of sister is she? She is willing to degenerate and is even lower than a prostitute. She drags down our mother and daughter. She deserves to die.
Besides, if she doesn't die, how can we return to the Zhong family, and how can we take the Zhong family's property into our own hands. "
Mu Denglan seemed to know this little daughter for the first time.
Her little daughter was colder and more heartless than she imagined.
For a moment, Mu Denglan was stunned.
Zhong Mingyu squatted in front of her, "Mom, I'm doing this for your own good. After we beat my father to death and get the money from the Zhong family, I promise to organize a funeral for Sister Mingzhu in a glorious way. The top priority is to deal with the third aunt." Taihe Zhong Lingyu."
Mu Denglan suddenly laughed.
The smile was sad and desperate.
She looked at Zhong Mingyu, "Why don't you ask me where this photo came from?"
Zhong Mingyu's pupils shrank, "Who gave you the photo?"
"It's Zhong Lingyu. She knows everything. She knows that I killed her mother, so she used this photo to threaten me and make me confess." Mu Denglan stared at her, "As long as I confess, she agrees I will not leak this photo, what do you think?"
Zhong Mingyu did not hesitate, her face was extremely calm, "Mom, I think you don't want me to go to jail at such a young age. What's more, you are rejected by your father now, and you are also suffering in the Zhong family. Only I can protect Sister Mingyuan. .”
Mu Denglan covered her face with one hand, crying and laughing at the same time.
OK.
She is indeed her smartest daughter.
At a young age, he is cold and ruthless, and is good at playing tricks.
He doesn't hesitate to use his sister's life as a stepping stone.
But Mu Denglan had no choice, she only had two daughters, Mingyu and Mingyuan.
She couldn't just watch Zhong Mingyu go to jail for the rest of her life.
That's all, just treat it as a debt she owes to her children.
Mu Denglan stood up unsteadily, opened the door and left without saying anything.
She was hunched over, as if she were dozens of years older.
