Wealthy child bride: divorced 101 times

"You don't have anything to do to find bad luck." Mrs. Yi walked over slowly and said, "She is like that now, I'm afraid she will make some evil face. You can be your young mistress with peace of mind, and you don't care about those messy things up."

She waved her hand, beckoned the maid to come and clean, then sat next to Su Qingqing, and said, "Take care of your baby, and mother has arranged for the outdoor house. When Ning Xiu really wants you to kill this child, mother will let you go." Arrange to go outside, I guarantee that no one will find it, and you will give birth to my grandson smoothly."

Thinking about the family happiness in the future, she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, she couldn't help saying to Su Qingqing: "Don't be afraid of anything, mother will decide everything for you!"

The smile on Su Qingqing's face was very stiff.

Of course, no one here knows about her affairs in the United States, but if Su Qianqian really exposed those photos, let alone Yi Ningxiu, even Mrs. Yi would not be able to forgive her.

Her kindness to her was based on the fact that she did not pose a threat to the Yi family's reputation. If something really happened, Mrs. Yi would definitely run faster than anyone else.

Just because she knew her so well, listening to her speak these words made her feel even more terrified.

Only now did she know why Su Qianqian said that she should spend her whole life to compensate her!

As long as there is Su Qianqian's existence, she will be restless for the rest of her life, worrying about gains and losses, lest things will be exposed!

This move of hers really pinched her seven inches, making her gnash her teeth but could do nothing.

As long as Su Qianqian lives in this world, she cannot feel at ease for a day.

she doesn't die...

She will have no peace!

There was a trace of hostility in her eyes, with killing intent in her heart.

Mrs. Yi sat next to her, obviously feeling her change, she glanced at her hesitantly: "Qingqing, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, Mom." Su Qingqing turned her head and smiled, "I'm just thinking about... things that can make our mother and daughter live a happier life." She smiled meaningfully, her eyes full of cold murder meaning.

Seeing Su Qingqing like this, Mrs. Yi shuddered inexplicably.

into the night.

A dark shadow sneaked into the ward.

The lights in the house had been turned off, and the moonlight came in through the window, and a figure could be clearly seen lying on the bed.

The person who came in closed the door carefully, and then stood in front of Su Qianqian's bed.

It was a tall man, wearing a doctor's gown, holding a syringe in his hand. He looked at Su Qianqian, then carefully took out the syringe, and pumped a tube of air into the tube.

Su Qianqian is still on the drip, the wound on her leg is inflamed, and she has been on anti-inflammatory medicine for the past few days.

The man was holding the leather tube, and was about to inject air into it—"Are you...?"

Su Qianqian vaguely felt that someone was around her, and looked at the person in front of her sleepily. When she saw the person's clothes, she thought it was someone who came in to pull out the needle, and said, "I just hung it up, and it's not ready yet."

The man nodded. He glanced at Su Qianqian, knowing that there was no chance tonight, so he planned to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Su Qianqian said softly, "Why haven't I seen you?"

The doctors and nurses who delivered the medicine to her were handpicked by Yi Ningxiu. How could a new face suddenly appear?

The man's back froze.

"The doctor Lu who delivered my medicine tonight asked for leave, did he ask you to come?" she asked.