Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

"I hope you and Jingxi can shake hands and make peace. That's why I helped him. I just didn't expect that in the end, Qinghuan would lead others to prescribe medicine to Jingxi three years ago. "

"What order, Qinghuan said, is the man's own wishful thinking. Who is to blame? "

He Meixin straightened her back and defended her daughter.

Wen Zhaoning shook his head in disappointment, "Meixin, doing wrong is doing wrong. Whether Zhenxiong or Qinghuan, I hope you can understand. People can make mistakes, but they can't know their mistakes and don't change them. "

It's a good sentence. If you don't change your mistakes, you don't recognize them.

He Meixin's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Her strength seemed to have been evacuated, and she suddenly fell to the ground, embarrassed and without image.

The coiled hair is all scattered.

At that moment, it was like a madman.

The more she was like this, the more guilty Wen Zhaoning was. He Meixin hurriedly helped her up, but he Meixin seemed unable to breathe and was paralyzed on the ground.

I can't get up.

"Call the doctor, come on!"

Wen Zhaoning turned around and scolded the servant.

"Yes, madam!"

When the doctor was called, the servants came forward to help him lift up Mei Xin. Unexpectedly, she waved away the people's hands.

Only holding Wen Zhaoning's hand, Wen Zhaoning was stunned, "Meixin, what are you..."

He Meixin choked with tears. "Sister, do you remember when you always wanted a daughter? You said you couldn't have a daughter, so you took Qinghuan as your own child. You grew up watching Qinghuan. Now, she just did something wrong. You let Mu Jingxi do this to her. Sister, don't you feel bad? But my heart hurts. As long as I think of my Qinghuan, who didn't touch the spring water from childhood, and was thrown into prison for torture, my heart hurts and can't breathe. I wish I could suffer in her place! "

He Meixin's words were heart rending and painful.

"Meixin..." her words recalled many memories of Wen Zhaoning.

At first, when Li Qinghuan was born, she was worried whether Li Zhenxiong would not like girls.

Unexpectedly, Li Zhenxiong liked his daughter very much. He didn't even dislike her because he Meixin couldn't have a baby.

This made Wen Zhaoning relax. Li Qinghuan grew up watching her. Wen Zhaoning still knows something about her character.

The softness of the heart is touched.

Wen Zhaoning pondered for a moment, "Meixin, tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Police station.

Being held in a small detention room, Li Qinghuan held his knees in his hands and buried his head deep in his knees.

Don't listen to everything around you.

Clang!

The sound of the iron lock opening.

"Li Qinghuan, someone saw you."

Slowly raised her head, Li Qinghuan saw the tears hazy he Meixin, and her dry hoarse voice was speechless.

The lip flap opened. Before he could speak, the whole person had been tightly held by he Meixin.

"Qinghuan, mom came to see you. You can rest assured that your mother will save you out. You believe in your mother. "

Li Qinghuan's string, which was always tight, finally snapped.

"Mother, I hate Joan. I hate her..."

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The smell of food came from the kitchen.

Qiao Anxi waited for mu sanshao's supper. After taking a bath, she wiped her wet hair with a towel in one hand.

He picked up the phone with one hand and was about to unlock it. He was dark and fell down without warning.