Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 2 Time Traveling to Become a Widow 2
Murong Qingqing's face turned pale instantly: "Who are you talking about?"

"I'll say whoever takes over."

"you……"

"Qingqing, don't follow her way, you will get angry with her for nothing, have you forgotten what we are here for?"

Lin Mengru has a sweet appearance and a petite figure, but her black eyes are too cloudy, like a quagmire, which always makes people feel full of malice and filth, and she is always scheming and calculating.

Murong Qingqing was pulled back by her, she regained her senses, and looked at Meng Baiyun coldly: "Huh, Meng Baiyun, this lady is here to help you today, don't you don't know what is good or bad, you don't know, your mother is going to die gone."

Meng Baiyun felt a sudden sharp pain in his heart, even breathing was a little painful.

Mother, this woman, in her memory, gave everything for her. Although she has not traveled for a long time, she has inherited the memory of her previous host. The emotion of blood and blood is deeply rooted in her heart.

Her face changed greatly: "What's wrong with my mother?"

Murong Qingqing looked proudly at Meng Baiyun's anxious eyes, and laughed sharply, yin and yang said strangely: "Please, please, I will tell you."

This person's head was kicked by a donkey, please help her, she won't go back to Meng's mansion by herself, anyway, it's only one street away.

Meng Baiyun glanced at Murong Qingqing contemptuously like a fool, and strode out.

After walking a few steps, Lin Mengru called to stop him: "Where are you going?"

"go home!"

"Go home? Don't forget, you have already been kicked out by Mr. Meng. Also, my aunt said that you will not go anywhere for the past three years, and you will be in Tongyuan to mourn for your cousin."

Speaking of it, it seems that there is such a thing, but there are enough bad reputations on him, and Meng Baiyun doesn't care about carrying another name of unfilial piety.

"Thank you so much for reminding me."

After all, without looking back, he strode out in a hurry.

She disappeared, but the two women in gorgeous skirts behind them had sly smiles on their faces.

"Hehe, Mengru, you are really good at predicting things. When you heard about her mother's accident, she became so reckless."

Lin Mengru smiled slightly, with deep malice in her smile: "No, Qingqing, can you make arrangements for the future?"

"It's all arranged. This time, let her go and never return. She killed Ao Han. I will definitely not let her have such a good time."

"Yes, it will definitely not make her feel better."

Lin Mengru stared at the direction of Meng Baiyun's departure with cold eyes. This time, she will use Murong Qingqing's hand to make Meng Baiyun die badly.

Chang'an Avenue, Yanliuhuaqiao, is full of traffic.

Spring returns in April, and the willow branches on the banks of the embankment are green and fresh.

The small boat in the river is swaying, and a small painting boat is paddling by. Standing on the prow of the boat is a show girl in white gauze, who sings a melodious song, which fascinates the listeners.

Meng Baiyun is not stupid, although he was driven by the love of mother and daughter and lost his reason for a moment.

But she has studied psychology, and the eyes of those two people are too unrestrained, and they are too obvious to play tricks and calculate people.

And she, of course, deliberately followed their way.

She has held it in for too long, and she needs a reason to come out for a stroll too much.

It just so happened that someone was willing to make up a reason for her, so why not.

I was intoxicated looking at the scenery at the bridge entrance, and suddenly a lewd voice came from behind: "Miss alone?"

Meng Baiyun wanted to laugh at this apprentice's tone and the old-fashioned way of striking up a conversation.

Intentionally molesting this man, she smiled charmingly, turned her head and flicked her hair, the man's eyes looked straight instantly, and the corners of her mouth drooled.

(End of this chapter)