The Queen of the Underworld

"what you want to say?"

Shen Fei thought for a while, "Just say anything, just don't let my thoughts stop.【 】"

Mengdie narrowed her eyes, an idea popped up in her mind, and then said: "Then let me tell you a story."

"kindness."

Mengdie put her head on Shen Fei's chest, and her voice came out faintly, "Probably thousands of years ago, in ancient times, there was a moderately wealthy family at that time. They raised a pair of children and lived happily and happily. .If there is no accident, their daughter can grow up happily, and then find a good husband to marry, and their son can inherit the father's business. Unfortunately, an accident happened."

"That day, when the child's mother went shopping in the street, she ran into the son of a rich man. This rich man was so powerful that even the local magistrate wanted to give them three points; that son was even the son of the rich man. Baby only son..."

"The child's mother is very beautiful. When the son saw the mother, he had a bad idea. Then, the son ordered his subordinates to kidnap the mother secretly..."

"After the son finished his work, he left the tortured and humiliated mother there. The mother wanted to die, but she thought of the children at home, so she gave up the idea of ​​death and went home."

As she spoke, Mengdie's voice began to sob, but Shen Fei listened intently.

Mengdie controlled her emotions for a while, and continued: "When the mother came home, although she forced a smile, the father of the child still saw that something was wrong with the mother, so the father forced him to ask; in the end, the mother couldn't resist the father's pressure. So I told the whole thing exactly..."

"After hearing this, my father was furious and wanted to take revenge on that young master. After several days of hard work, my father finally figured out the whereabouts of the young master. Then, one day when the rich young man came back from visiting the brothel, he passed by a small alley. Father rushed out suddenly, and the knife in his hand slashed at the dandy's body..."

Mengdie said, feeling very uncomfortable in her heart. This is a story, but it is a real story, a real story that belongs to her, but she replaced the modern with the ancient.

"Has that trash been hacked to death?" Shen Fei's voice was cold.