be nice wife

Chapter 72
And his father, the man who put his reputation above everything else, couldn't bear the humiliation, and chose to end his life in prison. Since the law couldn't give him justice, he used his death to prove his innocence.

In those years, Mu Dongting was wandering outside alone, and the only belief that supported him to keep going was hatred, which was to avenge his father.He is Mu Qianhe's son. He once knelt in front of his father's tombstone and swore that he would make Shen Lifeng blood for blood and tooth for tooth.

Pan Wanqing only felt pain in her head and her voice became slightly hoarse. "Dong Ting, take ten thousand steps back. Even if Shen Lifeng framed your father back then, things have passed for so many years. You have to be forgiving and forgiving. Don't forget, you and Tianxue are husband and wife. If she knows It was you who sent her father to prison, and she will only hate you more. After ten years in prison, at Shen Lifeng's age, no one can say whether he can come out alive."

"I hope he can come out alive." Mu Dongting smiled lightly, as if he was talking about today's weather in a charming tone. "As for Tianxue, Mom, I don't think you want her to hate me either, so please keep your mouth shut and don't let anything that shouldn't be said come into Tianxue's ears."

His unhurried tone was full of warning.Looking up at him, Pan Wanqing felt a wave of shock. Is this cold, almost ruthless man really her son?
"Dong Ting, how did you become like this?"

Mu Dongting snorted, "I never said I was a good person. Mom, why did you give birth to a bastard? Do you want to stuff me back into your stomach and remake it, maybe it will satisfy you."

"Mu Dongting!" Pan Wanqing raised her arms angrily, but Mu Dongting didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, instead, he leaned his handsome face to let her hit him.

But Pan Wanqing's arm stopped abruptly in mid-air. After all, she was her own son, so how could she be willing to do it.Since she was a child, she has never hit him once, and even talking to him loudly, she will feel a little distressed.

She was trembling with anger, and said out of control, "Dong Ting, if one day you find that you hate the wrong person, you will only regret it later."

"Really?" He snorted nonchalantly, Mu Dongting was always confident, even a little conceited.He believed that the results of his investigation would never be wrong.

"You said I hated the wrong person, so tell me what is the truth?"

"This..." Pan Wanqing bit her lip tightly, but couldn't say a word.But there was a mist of tears in his eyes.She didn't say anything, turned around and left quickly.

But her running away, in Mu Dongting's eyes, was a sign of guilt.This made him even more convinced that it was Shen Lifeng who killed his father, and it was not wrong for him to avenge his father.

Pan Wanqing was sitting in a private car. Instead of going back to Mu's old house, she ordered the driver to drive to a nursing home in the suburbs.It seemed that she hadn't seen Mu Donglan for a long time, so long that she almost forgot that charming little face.However, the harm Mu Donglan brought to her was like a sharp knife, deeply buried in her heart, and she couldn't pull it out throughout her life, she could only let it hurt.

Because it was not a visiting day, the corridor was empty, with white walls, white fences, and blinding white everywhere.And Mu Wanqing was wearing a rose red cheongsam, and she was wearing three-inch crystal high-heeled shoes, which didn't fit in with the plain white around her.

She came to the master's office and handed a stack of red envelopes to the chief physician on duty. "Dr. Hu, you have worked so hard to 'take care' of my daughter."

"Mrs. Mu, what are you talking about? This is what I should do." The doctor took the money and treated Pan Wanqing with extra respect.

"How is her condition recently?" Pan Wanqing asked calmly.

"Miss' condition is very serious, and there is not much hope of recovery. Besides, I have been reducing the dosage of the medicine. Everything is done according to Madam's instructions. You can rest assured."

Pan Wanqing nodded in satisfaction, and continued to ask, "Has anyone visited her recently?"

"Mr. Mu has come here twice, and, Young Madam, every time he came, he brought a lot of snacks and fruits that Miss likes to eat, and asked us to take good care of Miss." Dr. Hu truthfully explained.

Pan Wanqing smiled warmly, that child Tianxue was just too kind, she couldn't even take care of herself, and she wanted to take care of others.

"Next time, if she comes again, tell her that it's not visiting time, and don't disturb the patient. This will interfere with the patient's recovery." Pan Wanqing continued to order.

Although Mu Donglan is already crazy, it is hard to guarantee that a crazy person will keep his mouth shut.Therefore, we should try our best to avoid contact between Tianxue and Mu Donglan.

"Is Dong Lan asleep? I want to go and see her."

Pan Wanqing came to Mu Donglan's room, a high-class VIP ward. The room was very large and tidy.Mu Donglan sat alone on the big bed, holding a dirty doll in his arms, muttering non-stop.

"Humble, modest, I will buy you another beautiful Barbie, will you? Be humble." The woman's voice was charming and charming, with a strong taste of coquettishness.

Mu Donglan raised her small face. Although she was already in her thirties, her skin was still fair and tender, and could be broken by blowing bullets. Even if she was both a woman, Pan Wanqing couldn't help feeling affectionate.

She stretched out her fingertips, pinched her chin, and snorted mockingly, "It would be great if I went crazy like you, then I wouldn't have any troubles, and my heart wouldn't hurt."

Maybe it hurt from being pinched by her, Mu Donglan frowned and pushed her away.Holding the doll in his arms tightly, he retreated to the corner of the bed and looked at her warily.

"Bad guy, you are a bad guy. Go away, go away. I am humble, humble..."

"Mu Qianhe is dead, dead! He was killed by you, and you still have to pretend to be innocent and pitiful here. It's all you, and you are the culprit!"

And Mu Donglan cried out in fright like a child, "You are a liar, you are a liar. Modesty will not die, he will not abandon me, he said that I am the person he loves the most .”

"Shut up, shut up!" Pan Wanqing pushed her away forcefully, fell down on the edge of the bed and wept.But soon, she wiped away her tears and resumed her usual noble and cool.

"Mu Qianhe, you bastard, why are you doing this to me!" She roared sharply, and then fell limply in front of the cold stone tablet.

In the photo of the stele, Mu Qianhe still had a face as gentle as jade. That face had made her endlessly obsessed, to the point where she had to marry him. However, when she captured Mu Qianhe and Mu Donglan in the When she was on the bed, she realized how wrong she was.

The two people on the bed were equally frightened. Mu Donglan was wrapped in a quilt and shrank in the corner of the bed, almost crying in fright.And Mu Qianhe put on his pants in a panic, and came to her anxiously, and asked in a trembling voice, "You, aren't you coming back next week?"

Pan Wanqing didn't answer him, but like a madman, she raised her hand and slapped him across the face, shouting sharply, "Mu Qianhe, you bastard, do you know that she is your biological daughter!"

Mu Qianhe couldn't say a word, he only felt sorry for his wife.On the contrary, Mu Donglan scrambled off the bed, knelt down in front of Pan Wanqing with a plop, and cried, "Mom, don't blame Dad, it's all my fault, I fell in love with Dad first, Dad originally If you disagree, I was the one who seduced him. If you want to beat or scold him, you will come to me. Mom, Dad and I really love each other, can you help us?"

Memories one scene after another, like a tide, almost submerged Pan Wanqing. Even after so many years, she still couldn't get out of the shadows.For the past six years, she has been seeing a psychiatrist, otherwise, she would be the next person to go crazy.

"Mu Qianhe, how are you doing over there? Did you tell your ex-wife that you slept with her daughter. How does it feel? Which one of them tastes better?"

Pan Wanqing's sharp fingertips were tightly attached to the photo on the stone tablet, even if the words she uttered were vitriolic.She laughed crazily and kept crying.

"Mu Qianhe, you deserve to die, but when you die, it's over, and me, what should I do?" Pan Wanqing half-kneeled in front of the tombstone, and began to cry helplessly.

"Do you know that Dongting took revenge on Shen's family and hurt Tianxue. Maybe Shen Lifeng deserved his crime for being in prison, but what's wrong with Xue'er? She just fell in love with someone she shouldn't love. But the injury was so deep and heavy. Mu Qianhe, you bastard. You bastard, tell me, what should I do? I can't hurt Dongting, and I don't want to hurt Tianxue. Don't hurt anyone. What should I do..."

Pan Wanqing kept crying, and kept beating Jian with her fists.Hard and cold tombstones.

Stepping into this villa where she lived with Mu Dongting again, Tianxue felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Because it was daytime, and Mu Dongting was not around, Mama Feng should have gone grocery shopping too. The villa was empty, and the sound of high heels stepping on the floor was particularly abrupt.

Tianxue deliberately chose this time to come back and pack all her things.Perhaps, this will be the last time she returns here.

The villa has changed a lot since it was renovated. The wooden staircase has become a spiral staircase. The window lattice is no longer pale pink, but blue like the sky. It has a bohemian style. The crystal lamp is gone and replaced by a European-style chandelier. The whole villa is brightly colored, almost painted with the most beautiful colors in the world.People who live here must feel very happy.

It's just that this happiness was too late, and she no longer needed it.

(End of this chapter)