Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

"Do you have persecution paranoia? What qualifications do you have for me to hate you? It takes strength to hate. I don't even want to give you a little bit of charity." Mu Baoer smiled indifferently.

It was so painful once, and it was not easy to let go after waking up, so she would rather never think about it again, as if these people had never lived in her life.

Revenge takes painstaking effort, why should she waste her life on them, it's not worth it!

"I don't believe that you don't hate us? How is it possible, Mu Baoer, you pretended to be magnanimous and suffered so much pain, would you not hate us? You deliberately pretended to let go, but in fact you wanted to sneak up on us and destroy us happiness. Let me tell you, I will not let you succeed, and I will never let you take Huo Chen away." Wen Jing's face became even more distorted, and she didn't believe it at all.

If it was such a misery, it would not be reasonable to not hate it. If it was her, she would definitely wish to kill the other party and take revenge for all the pain.

Mu Baoer looked at her deranged expression, and really didn't know what to say.

Talking to a woman with serious hypochondria simply lowered her IQ, but seeing Wen Jing so frightened, she also felt an indescribable joy in her heart.

These people have done things that hurt others, do not admit their sins, and even plausibly believe that others want to harm her, why not let her live in fear even more.

"Yes, I hate you all. Do you think I can really forgive you? Look at you, you are still sitting in a wheelchair after so many years. It's retribution! Don't worry, even greater retribution will come. I will snatch him away and take him away." You broke up, and then ruthlessly abandoned him, let you also taste the pain that is worse than death."

Mu Baoer whispered these words in her ear with an evil smile, and then walked away.

Leaving Wen Jing with her fingers clenched tightly and her face pale.

This woman really came back for revenge, no, she would take away everything that she finally got back, no, absolutely no.

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Mu Baoer quietly walked out of the banquet hall, came to the garden, sat on the terrace above the pool, staring blankly at the dark night sky.

She didn't want to recall anything, she just wanted to stay quietly for a while, so that this gloomy mood would disappear quickly.

"So you're here, and I'm looking for you everywhere!" The quiet voice like icy water came from the night, with the elegance of a gentleman, but it made Mu Bao'er tremble all over.

This voice was obviously not offensive or threatening, but it always gave her a strange feeling of shuddering.

Mu Baoer turned her head and saw the man named Ji Mo slowly walking out of the half-darkness.

Dressed in a black dress, with golden cufflinks with simple badges on the fine cuffs, the slender figure is elongated by the lantern behind it, bringing a strong charm of the night.

The street lamps were soaked in the spring mist of the garden, and there was a strange cold fragrance in the air, like the scent of roses blooming in the night mist of a tomb.

This time the man didn't wear sunglasses, so Mu Baoer could see his true face clearly.

It's just that there is a big gap with her imagination. She is afraid of this man for no reason. In her imagination, this man should be fierce and powerful, with disgusting aggressiveness.

But, on the contrary, he looks really...too mellow and gentle.

His temperament is quiet and charming, completely contrary to the ferocity and frightening. His lips are thin and red, and his deep but slender face makes people feel like a curly flower branch that is easily destroyed in the night. He looks like a beautiful and harmless gentleman.