Chapter 707: Young Master Megan (6)
The Meghan family is a god-like existence to the world.
The more mysterious it is, the more likely it is to arouse the curiosity of the world.
Didn't she even have the slightest curiosity?
Qingting was a little impatient, she wanted to go back to make up for sleep, stood up, and threw down a sentence lightly.
"He's nothing to me."
Looking at her long and departing figure, everyone had different expressions.
Well, she is worthy of being the young lady of the Leng family, she is awesome!
The driver drove the car over, and Qingting looked at it, it was Qi Rui's special seat, an extended version of the Hummer.
The bodyguard pulled the car door, and Qingting sat inside, yawning incessantly.
The driver looked back at her, "Young lady, are you going home?" ”
He threw himself to the ground with the five bodies that the young lady admired, and the one just now was too strong, and he was stunned by the birdman.
Toast and don't eat, eat and punish wine, neuropathy.
Qingting originally wanted to go home directly, but suddenly remembered something, "Go to Fule Shopping Mall." ”
Leng's mother's birthday is coming, but she hasn't prepared a gift yet, no matter what, she is her mother-in-law, and the etiquette she should have is indispensable.
Exchanging my heart for your heart is not only the love between men and women, but also all the true feelings in the world.
If you give your heart, you will be able to reap the truth, and she firmly believes this.
She walked through several counters, but she didn't pick a suitable gift, and she was very entangled.
People who lack nothing are the hardest to please.
After going around, she was a little angry and bloody, and she couldn't help but stop, trying to find a place to rest for a while.
A figure rushed over from nowhere, "Yeqingting, you slut, kill you, return my daughter, return my daughter." ”
Her sudden attack startled Qingting, and the bodyguard was quick and stretched out his hand to block it, so that the fist did not fall on Qingting's face.
Qingting Dingqing saw that it was Mo Mu, her expression was crazy, her emotions were extremely excited, her mouth was full of insults, and she was full of hatred.
Qingting frowned slightly and sighed secretly.
Mo Shuiling's death was a big blow to the Mo family, and the kidnapping case that broke out made it even worse, making the Mo family walk on thin ice.
But she has a clear conscience and acts worthy of heaven and earth, and worthy of her conscience.
She was silent, and Mo Mu became more and more energetic, scolding loudly.
"Ye Qingting, you evil spirit, I won't let you go, why don't you die? You're the one who deserves to die, my poor daughter, she's so young, she's not married and has children, why did she die? It's all your fault, Night Light Pavilion, go to death. ”
She made a lot of noise, attracting countless onlookers.
The once glamorous mother Mo is now devastated and just a grief-stricken mother who has lost her daughter.
Qingting pitied her, but he didn't dare to agree with her accusations, "The adopted daughter is not filial, her parents are wrong, she has done so many bad things, and you are to blame for being too pampered......"
You can't blame her for speaking badly, this is a fact, she is too delicate, so that she doesn't know the height of the sky and doesn't act on the right path.
Mo Mu didn't expect her to be so bitter and mean, poking at her heart word by word. She gritted her teeth with hatred, "You actually said that, aren't you afraid of retribution?" ”
Everyone has seen the festival of the two families on the Internet, and when they see the real version of the characters, they all excitedly pricked up their ears and listened.
What the hell is going on? I want to know.
Qingting's expression was frank, "The death of Ling Ai has nothing to do with me, I don't have to be responsible for it, I understand your feelings as a mother, but I am also my mother's daughter, and I can't let her be ashamed." ”