Song Menghua: At the beginning, ask to marry Sheng Minglan

Under the dim oil lamp, even her pretty face looked extraordinarily ferocious.

Ke Minglan (afbd) remains unmoved.

She just looked at her calmly.

No resentment, no pity.

The clear eyes seemed to be looking at a stranger, a stranger who had nothing to do with her.

The oil lamp flickered.

"Please speak."

"Why do not you speak?"

"You came all the way in the middle of the night, didn't you just want to show off your might?"

"How come you have nothing to say?"

Lin Sushuang took a step towards the edge of Datong's shop, but the severe pain made it difficult for her to move.

In just one step, she was panting and sweating.

"I know...I know what you're thinking."

"You want me to admit that I killed your little mother, right?"

"Sheng Minglan."

"You were only eight years old that year, what do you remember!"

"What evidence do you have?"

"Even if I admit it, what can you do?"

"Yes!"

"Ms. Wei was killed by me!"

"That bitch of hers was bought by Wang Ruofu to deal with me, and she actually dared to fight against me!"

"After giving birth to you little bitch, she actually wants to have another son!"

"Who will die if she doesn't die?"

"Deserved!"

"She deserves to die!"

"I tell you, I'm not afraid!"

"Even if you are here, even if she comes back to life, I still want you to die!"

"I'm not afraid!"

"I'm not afraid of anything!"

"Dare to compete with me..."

Her emotions gradually agitated.

Although the pain made her sweat profusely, the excitement seemed to make her forget the pain.

So much so that her originally pale face turned red.

But Minglan still didn't say a word.

She still looked at her lightly.

No matter how vicious she was and how much she struggled, she couldn't change her expression in the slightest.

"You...you talk!"

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"Sheng Minglan, how do you want to harm me...you talk!"

People are like that.

This is especially true for those who have done something wrong.

Even if Minglan didn't speak, in Lin Sushuang's mind, it was obvious that Sheng Minglan had made up a series of plots against her.

She originally wanted to provoke Ming Lan and make her speak.

But Minglan... didn't speak.

This will undoubtedly only make her more fearful and uneasy.

"I killed your little mother... she deserves to die!"

"No matter what you want to do, I'm not afraid of you!"

"Sheng Minglan..."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

She tightly grasped the weeds and stared at Minglan.

Ming Lan was still sitting quietly, not intending to speak at all.

only.

At this moment, Xiaotao on the side quietly stepped forward and slowly unfolded the picture of love.

This picture was placed on the square table, hanging from above, clearly presented in front of Lin Sushuang.

For an instant.

She was suddenly taken aback.

This painting was originally given to Minglan by her through Molan, how could she be unfamiliar with it, how could she not know its meaning?

She seemed to suddenly understand something.

"you……"

"You don't let me go, you still want to do something to my Mo'er?"

"Sheng Minglan!"

"you dare!"

"If you dare to do something to my Mo'er, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"

"Sheng Minglan, you can't..."

now.

Lin Sushuang was full of fear.

If she still has a conscience and cares about things in this world, it can only be her two children.

Not even Sheng Hong!

So when fear filled her whole body, the more she thought about it, the more afraid she became.

She even seemed to have seen how Sheng Minglan would torture her Mo Lan, making her mother and daughter die badly.

from calm.

to ferocious.

Then to resentment, and the fear at this time.

Minglan didn't say a word.

He neither said to harm her nor Mo Lan.

All of this... was Lin Sushuang's own speculation and imagination.

But even so!

Even though Ming Lan didn't say anything, she obviously believed it completely.

She harmed her little mother, of course she has a reason to do anything to her!

Lin Sushuang was really scared.

She cried out in despair, begging in despair.

"You can't do anything to Mo Lan..."

"She doesn't know anything..."

"Sheng Minglan!"

"Come at me!"

"Please, please let Mo'er go..."

Minglan still looked at her expressionlessly.

just watch.

"Minglan...what on earth are you going to do?"

"You let Mo'er go..."

"What the hell are you trying to do!"

"say something!"

"Please, just say a word!"

She kept struggling and wriggling.

All of her thoughts are easily controlled by Minglan.

The oil lamp gradually dimmed.

Seems like it's going to burn out.

It wasn't until this time that Minglan finally made her first move after walking in.

She glanced at the oil lamp, then got up gently, turned and left.

first action.