The lady seemed to be sure that Mo Zhenzhen would not kill her, and she did not feel that there was anything wrong with what she did, and she was not afraid of spreading the word or being known by others.
Under such circumstances, the tip of Mo Zhenzhen's hairpin penetrated half an inch of the lady's slender neck.
Half an inch, that's already a very dangerous speed. If Mo Zhenzhen didn't have a subtle understanding of the human body (how to kill people the fastest when specially made), the tip of the hairpin at this time should have pierced the lady's aorta, or maybe it was The throat is broken.
But no, the hairpin tip avoided the blood vessels and throat under Mo Zhenzhen's control, and only a little blood flowed.
This process did not advance quickly, but the lady's expression changed rapidly.
From being calm at the beginning, to being sure that Mo Zhenzhen wouldn't do anything, to being confused and in pain, then panicking and trying to break away, and finally freezing.
Really, the position Mo Zhenzhen was in was too thrilling.
When she spoke again, the lady's voice became a little hoarse.
"You, what do you want to do? If you kill me, you won't survive!"
Mo Zhenzhen's heart moved, and she lowered her voice and asked her.
"You seem to know a lot of things, so tell me, where is Master Qiao's first wife?"
The lady took a few breaths. She didn't seem to want to mention the matter. After she calmed down, she said it wisely.
"She's dead."
"How did you die?"
"How did she die? Her death had nothing to do with me. She died of illness."
The lady said the words "died of illness" in an extremely perfunctory way.
Mo Zhenzhen moved the hairpin on her hand and let it slide in the madam's flesh. The pain was so painful that the madam almost burst into tears, and even her tone softened a lot.
"Wait, don't, I said, I will tell you, as long as I know, I will tell you. Don't mess with me, I said, that woman really has nothing to do with me, that woman was already dead when I entered the house!"
"When did you and Mr. Qiao hook up?"
"What kind of hookup! I am the wife he is marrying!"
Mo Zhenzhen actually had no interest in these bloody 'plots', but she still asked patiently.
"What do you mean? Mr. Qiao stops his wife and marries another one?"
"Yes. He is a heartless man!"
Such an answer made Mo Zhenzhen even more intriguing.
How can a woman who has been abandoned by her husband get an already successful man to marry her again?
This lady, Mo Zhenzhen, looked at her in her forties or fifties. She could only be considered delicate and well-maintained.
How could such an ordinary woman make a man change his mind and have several children with her?
Normally, there are only two possibilities. One is that the woman was so skillful that she coaxed the man into confusion and left her with the position of his wife.
The other is that the lady has leverage over the master, forcing him to compromise.
"Yes, he is a heartless man, but this heartless man finally came back to you and brought you glory and wealth. I think he must love you very much."
The madam felt sick when she heard this, and then she began to speak indiscriminately.
"It doesn't matter whether you love her or not. How can an old pervert have any feelings? Sooner or later, he will die on a woman's belly."
Madam wanted to move, but Mo Zhenzhen silently moved the hairpin on her hand, asking her to be more honest before continuing.
"Madam is not idle either. She has found someone to take care of her."
Having said this, the lady also looked at her two 'maids', with hope in her eyes, but seeing how motionless they were, this hope was gone in the end.
"Man, that's all. Girl, you can tell me what you want. It's useless to kill me. I can give you money."
girl? This lady actually called her girl?
Mo Zhenzhen's current identity should be Putao, and others also regard her as Putao, Mr. Qiao's aunt.
But this lady calls her girl?
interesting.
Mo Zhenzhen knew that she might have touched the right door. If nothing else happened, it should be a big fish.
"Madam, can you really give me what I want?"
"Of course." She said this with too much certainty. This was not the confidence that a woman trapped in a back house and dependent on a man could have.
So Mo Zhenzhen lowered her voice and asked her tentatively in her ear.
"Then please tell me, madam, where is the second young lady in the house?"
Mo Zhenzhen could clearly feel her body stiffen, but she quickly recovered and then sneered.
"It turns out you came here for her too."
"Oh? Besides me, is there anyone else who wants to find the second young lady in the house?"
The lady did not answer Mo Zhenzhen's words. After a pause, the lady regained some composure and spoke.
"There is only one second lady in the Qiao family, who is my little daughter who was just born. If you want to see her, you can go. I can ask Que'er to take you to see her."
The lady's reaction once again surprised Mo Zhenzhen.
Or perhaps, the lady's reaction confirmed the news that Mo Zhenzhen had received before.
It was a rare opportunity, so Mo Zhenzhen asked Madam.
"The little lady is not your biological child?" Mo Zhenzhen asked very directly, but she didn't want the lady to answer more readily.
"Of course, I'm not her mother."
"Then who is her mother? Is she your third daughter?"
The lady was not surprised that Mo Zhenzhen knew such secret information, and she admitted it openly.
"right."
This lady was very straightforward, as if she had answered this question a thousand times.
"Then who is her father?"
"I don't know." As if she didn't want Mo Zhenzhen to continue asking the question, the lady said directly: "I don't know who the child's biological father is. She (Qiao Zhichun) was taken out by that man (Mr. Qiao) Half a month later, she got pregnant when she came back. The man said that the baby in her belly was the blood of a noble person and should be carefully raised. Haha, I know the man’s plan clearly. A man who has tasted the sweetness still wants to use marriage and This way the heir will have more glory and wealth, and he won’t be afraid of choking to death due to his excessive appetite!”
The discord between the wife and Mr. Qiao has almost been brought to light by the lady. The more she talks, the angrier she becomes. She even vaguely forgets about the life threat around her neck. The more she talks, the angrier she becomes.
"He sacrificed his own daughter in order to follow the dragon and the phoenix, but he probably never dreamed that the bastard was actually a daughter."
Mo Zhenzhen interrupted.
"She should be considered your granddaughter."
"Bah! He's just a bastard! Just like her mother, she's a bitch!"
"That's your daughter."
"I don't have a daughter like her!"
As the lady finished speaking, suddenly the things in front of Mo Zhenzhen began to 'play' accelerating dozens of times.
Madam held her neck and pushed her away fiercely, and then the scene changed to her and Aunt Liu kneeling on the bluestone outside the courtyard, as if she had not rushed out to break Madam's business, and the rest of the time passed step by step.
She and Aunt Liu parted ways, and then she returned to her yard, staying there day after day. Spring and autumn came and went quickly. Without her having any real sense, time moved forward at an extremely fast speed. , seven thoughts passed in a blink of an eye.
When the time stabilized, Mo Zhenzhen felt dizzy and her eyeballs felt like they were about to explode. She felt uncomfortable for a long time.
She was in her aunt's courtyard. Her current identity was still Grape. Su Xiaozhen was nowhere to be found. She looked at her hands, which were still white and delicate. Time had not left any traces on her body.
She opened the door, and there were lights and colorful decorations outside. A servant happened to pass by the door of her courtyard, and she stretched out her hand to hold her.
