Doting Your Wife to Heaven: The Return of the Rich Family

Mo Shuiling knelt on the ground, his body softened, and he couldn't hold it anymore, so he sat on the ground.In front of her, I was humbled to the point of being humble, and this was the reason why I would never be able to defeat him?

My heart was full of sadness, my back felt cold, and I couldn't help wrapping my hands around myself to resist the ubiquitous chill.

The police came quickly, regardless of the crying and struggling of the Mo family sisters, they insisted on taking them away.

Qingting watched with cold eyes from the beginning to the end, with an indifferent attitude.

The classmates talked about everything, saying that she was cruel, that the sisters of the Mo family were pitiful, and there were also people who said good things for her.

But Qingting doesn't care about all of this, all her attention is on Mother Leng.

After school, she went to the hospital again, but she still didn't see Mother Leng, who refused to meet her.

She went home very disappointed, and sat there for a long time, feeling at a loss.

She is the only one in Nuo Da's house, which is very deserted.

I usually don't think the house is big, but now I find it empty and full of people.

Qi Rui called home specifically, and coaxed her for a long time before her mood improved.

After hanging up the phone, she listened to her husband and ate dinner, washed up and fell asleep. She had countless nightmares all night, and when she woke up, she forgot everything.

While having breakfast, Fan Yuncan called. "Qingting, something serious happened."

Her voice was high-pitched and high-pitched, as if the sky was falling.

Qingting took a bite of the toast, and asked slowly, "What's so exciting?"

Fan Yuncan was about to go crazy, "Mo Shuiling is dead."

Like a thunderbolt exploding above his head, Qingting's small hands trembled, and the toast fell on the table, his eyes widened in shock, "What?"

Just kidding, I saw that she was fine yesterday, why did she suddenly die?

Fan Yuncan's mood was obviously not stable, and his voice trembled, "She committed suicide, you should hurry up."

Qing Ting frowned, opened the mobile browsing page, and saw something shocking. Mo Shuiling committed suicide by cutting his wrist last night, but the rescue failed, and he was declared dead at three o'clock in the morning.

The photo of the dead body was included in the report. The deep and shallow cuts on her wrists were shocking. She was lying lifelessly on the hospital bed in a white dress, without any breath.

The report was also accompanied by a photo of the Mo family sisters kneeling in the classroom yesterday, and Qingting looked at each other coldly, implying that Ye Qingting was the real culprit who forced Mo Shuiling to death.

Qingting's face darkened, and he was in trouble again.

But she really couldn't figure it out, how could Mo Shuiling commit suicide?

That woman has a thick skin and no shame. What can hurt her?

Suicide for love?No matter how you think about it, it is impossible.

This news was like a bomb, which made the people dizzy and stunned.

Unanimously criticize Ye Qingting with words and pens, even saliva can drown her, and all kinds of accusations are directed at her.

Overnight, she was pushed to the forefront again and became the target of everyone's bombardment.

There are reporters from all walks of life stationed at the door of the house, just waiting to interview her, and they are chaotic every day.

It was not easy for Qingting to go out, so she simply asked for a few days off, did not go to class, and asked her servants to cook all kinds of tonic soups and send them to the hospital.

Fan Yuncan wanted to come and accompany her, but the car couldn't get in at all, and the door was blocked.

She could only make a phone call to express her deep apologies. "Qingting, I'm sorry, I hurt you."

In the final analysis, it was all caused by her.

If she hadn't brought Leng Zhongyu and Qingting to meet, she wouldn't have been crushed by Mo Shuiling, and wouldn't have triggered a series of disasters.

One wrong step, one wrong step, like turning on a certain switch, unable to stop.

Things had developed to this point, far beyond her imagination, and had a huge impact on her.