Superstar husband's love is too high-profile

Chapter 1103 She Killed Her

Murong Ting died.

To Leng Manxi, this was an unexpected and unbelievable fact.

Obviously some time ago he followed to Qingjing City, played with Little Mango, and shamelessly stayed in her house, but he died within a few days after leaving.

She just sat there without tears, as if dead still.

Mo Han stepped forward and looked at her low voice: "If necessary, I can call you back."

Leng Manxi shook her head lightly, "No need, I'm fine over there, and Little Mango likes it too."

Little Mango...

Leng Manxi pulled her lips and smiled bitterly, her eyes turned red all of a sudden, "Actually, he has done so many bad things, and this result is not surprising, but... so suddenly, he promised Little Mango to go to the amusement park , This bastard, every time he speaks, it doesn’t count.”

Murong Ting was very bad, he did many bad things for his father behind the scenes, so when he died, there would not be many people who would be really sad.

But he is also sad, because he has been following in his father's footsteps all his life, and wants him to see him more, but he has lost everything because of this, even... He died, and few people are sad.

With a sore heart, tears welled up in her eyes, Leng Manxi raised her hand and quickly wiped them away, "Murong Zheng, have you found it?"

Mo Han lowered his eyes, "No."

The car was found at the intersection, the person was gone, and the surveillance did not show anything.

……

The world is a vast expanse of whiteness, and it seems very empty.

Lin Xia felt very relaxed and free, without any torture or loneliness.

She slept deeply and hoped never to wake up.

But there is always a deep and familiar voice calling her name, talking a lot, she can't hear clearly, and she doesn't want to open her eyes, but she feels sad for no reason.

Does that person also feel sad?

While sleeping, the majestic scene of heavy rain came to mind.

She saw 16-year-old Mo Han walking towards with 12-year-old Lin Xia in her arms, then shrank in a corner, looked at her for a long time, and finally handed her to a passing woman. When it came to the figure of him standing farther and farther away, gradually blurred with the heavy rain...

The sound of rain gradually became clear, Lin Xia slowly opened his eyes, looked at the white ceiling, and breathed the pungent smell of disinfectant.

She was sluggish and didn't move.

Mo Han watched her wake up, and involuntarily tightened her hand, but didn't take the initiative to speak.

Feeling pain in his hand, Lin Xia frowned and looked at him slowly, his eyes met, as if it had been a long time before he saw each other's real appearance.

"You're awake." Mo Han took the initiative to speak, staring at her deeply, "Is there something wrong?"

Lin Xia looked back at the ceiling, her voice hoarse, "Where's Murong Zheng?"

Mo Han lowered his eyes and swallowed, "You have a good rest, I'll take care of other things."

"Run away, right?" Lin Xia said lightly, and suddenly thought of something, she was startled, and looked to both sides, "Where's Murong Ting? Is he okay?"

Mo Han raised his hand to look at her, his eyes were complicated, but he said cruelly: "He is dead, the rescue is futile."

Lin Xia raised her head, her eyes widened slightly, obviously shocked and unbelievable by the news, then she lay back slowly, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes and buried them in the pillow, "I killed him. "

If she hadn't changed places with him, she would have been the one who died when that big truck came over.

It was she who killed him.

(End of this chapter)