Gu Shao's favorite reborn little wife

Chapter 139 Promise
The agreed three days passed in a flash.

Mo Rongrong came to the place agreed with Mo Zihao. In that alley, there was still no sunlight, and there were even few people, making the dim light even more desolate.

This is like Mo Rongrong's last fig leaf, the dark things can't be put in the sun.

No one came for so long, Mo Rongrong almost wondered if she had ever met Mo Zihao, or was it all a dream?
Is it an illusion that she wants to get out of this environment too much?
She squatted again at the place where she squatted last time, with her arms around her knees, waiting quietly.

"Like a stray dog, how can you inherit the Mo family? The Mo family will not fall into the hands of a dog."

An arrogant and domineering voice came from above, and Mo Rongrong knew that he was coming.

Standing up against the corner of the wall, staring at Mo Zihao with eyes like a pool of stagnant water.

"I've made up my mind, I promise you, but I can't hurt her life."

Mo Zihao looked like he had expected it a long time ago, and it was no surprise that Mo Rongrong could say such words.

"Of course it won't hurt her life."

Mo Zihao took out a small bottle from his pocket and shook it lightly. It seemed that there was only one bottle in it.

He stretched out his hand to Mo Rongrong.

Mo Rongrong looked at the bottle, her eyes were full of excitement, this is this, this medicine, it can make her live a good life, and she will never be like a dog again.

Eagerly wanting to take it over, Mo Zihao shrank back a little: "Don't worry, my good sister, you know, I have to prepare a lot of things for you to go home, you'd better give them to me. Be good, don't play tricks, after drinking this bottle of medicine, you will fall into a deep sleep within a day, you can't wake up, you can't check it out, and your body functions normally."

Mo Zihao's every word seemed to be like a small hammer, gently tapping on her heart, once and for all, so gently that no one could ignore it.

"I know, I'll give her a drink tomorrow."

Mo Zihao gave two "tsk tsk", looked at Mo Rongrong playfully, "I didn't expect that he could do anything to his biological mother?"

Except for the strange light in Mo Rongrong's eyes when she saw the bottle of medicine, the rest of the time she was lifeless.

As soon as her mother was mentioned, there was more hatred in her eyes: "She just gave birth to me so that I would not be starved to death. Since she was a child, she cared most about herself. If you were in my position, you would also Make the same choice."

"I'm not interested in knowing how hard you are. I only know that you can deal with your own mother and be cruel enough." Mo Zihao interrupted Mo Rongrong mercilessly.

As if being poked at a sore spot, Mo Rongrong's expression turned ugly, and she just stared at Mo Zihao.

Mo Zihao was not a persimmon either, he stretched out his hand and slapped her on the face, tilting his head to one side.

Mo Rongrong only felt a burning pain on her face.

Mo Zihao flicked his wrist: "You still haven't learned how to be good, the slap last time didn't teach you how to do things? Don't be a fucking biao and set up a memorial archway, you can do it yourself, and you still have to say it so noblely, Despicable things are despicable things, and you can never change the cheapness in your bones."

Mo Rongrong felt that her face was not only hurting from the side that was hit, but her whole face was burning hot. She was about to collapse due to the shame and embarrassment.

Mo Zihao's words seemed to have torn open her fig leaf, revealing his vicious intentions and dirty thoughts to the surface.

No, she wasn't wrong, she couldn't be wrong, if this kind of thing fell on her mother, she would probably make an exchange without hesitation, she just made the same choice.

Mo Zihao was right about one thing, that is, they were all selfish, equally selfish.

(End of this chapter)