Mo Shao's wife is super sweet

Chapter 771 She sent them to live together, to be a loving ghost couple in hell

The documentary finally reached the climax that Su Weiliang was longing for.

After the real daughter died, the fake daughter teamed up with her fiancé, and the two disguised her death as an accident, and told the hostess the news of her death with a look of grief.

The beautiful and weak hostess suddenly learned that her beloved daughter had died tragically. She couldn't even find the body. She was already in a bad health and couldn't bear the blow. She vomited blood and passed out.

What follows is a complete mess.

The faint scent of roses in the castle was replaced by the smell of disinfectant in the hospital.

The beloved wife's body was getting thinner day by day, and the male master stayed by her side every step of the way, holding her for a walk every day, telling her stories, telling her some funny things in a soft voice, hoping that she could laugh.

But it seems that from the moment she learned of her daughter's death, she stopped laughing.

The male owner also forgot everything, he was not home, he was not in charge, he forgot his dead daughter, and he also had a daughter, and stayed by his wife's side 24 hours a day.

It seems that there is nothing else in life except to accompany her.

But he still failed to keep her, her body withered at a terrifying speed, and the face that once dominated the world lost its luster and was no longer as gorgeous as before.

The host didn't seem to notice that he still gently kissed her forehead every day, combed her hair, wiped her face, fed her with his own hands, and went out to bask in the sun with her in his arms...

And during this time, the fake daughter joined forces with the real daughter's fiancé, and the two conspired to secretly control the power of the family.

Next, the fake daughter's butcher's knife was aimed at her adoptive parents who had raised and loved her for nearly 20 years.

In the dark, those cold and vicious eyes made people feel chills through the screen.

The charming face was crying, tears streaming down her face, and laughingly pouring a packet of poison into the chicken soup.

The double dose of poison represents her filial piety and kindness.

She sent them to live together, to be a loving ghost couple in hell.

Just like the poisonous wine that killed her sister before, she served the bowl of poisonous chicken soup to the host in a respectful and filial manner.

From the day she moved in, everyone knew that she only ate what he fed with his own hands.

But this time, it's the other way around.

The hostess seemed to know that she was about to die. With thin fingers, she brought a bowl of chicken soup to her hand, scooped a spoonful of it with a spoon, and brought it to the host's mouth.

After many days, a bright and gentle smile finally appeared on her face again.

She said softly, "Ye, I'll feed you."

The male master looked into her clear eyes and smiled slightly. He opened his mouth, spoon after spoon, without leaving a drop, and finished the bowl of poisonous chicken soup.

After she finished feeding, she snuggled into his arms happily, with a bright smile still on her face.

The male host sat behind her, stroking her long hair with his slender fingers, as if stroking the silk of love.

He was still talking to her, his voice was touching and gentle, and blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

But he didn't care at all, the smile on his face didn't change at all from the beginning to the end.

And she was still happily nestling in his arms, immersed in his gentle voice, unwilling to wake up.

The blood from the corner of his mouth stained her clothes red.

The smile at the corner of her mouth was stained by his blood color, giving off a tinge of desolation.

Finally, she fell asleep in his arms.

He raised his hand and encircled her soft body so that she could sleep more comfortably...

(End of this chapter)