"Qingqing?" Meng Mu's pupils contracted.
This sentence, coming from a young girl, is so weird!
It was as if someone was speaking through her body!
And Mu Jinyan has figured everything out.
His eyes were cold, but his words were steady: "Luo Jiu, get out of here."
"Let me... leave... You don't want Meng Wuqing to die, right?" the girl said intermittently.
Luo Jiu... As soon as this name came out, combined with the current situation, Father Meng understood a lot.
What means did that scumbag use to control his daughter!
Father Meng gritted his teeth and said, "Sure! As long as you don't hurt Qingqing, no one will stop you if you want to leave!"
Luo Jiu seemed to have just noticed Father Meng. He conveyed his thoughts to Shi Wuqing, and Shi Wuqing spoke in his tone:
"Meng Hengzhong... twenty years ago... you were so proud of losing to you... you thought I'd live my whole life in your shadow... you thought the word 'loser' would be etched into my bones... you thought I'd be afraid of you, that I'd give up on myself..."
"But, you didn't expect...even if..."
Shi Wuqing: "You are exceptionally gifted, while I am mediocre... You are an only child, born with a firm hold on the position of heir to the Meng family, but I have four brothers, and I have to fight for every step on my own... You married the one you love, but I couldn't even choose my own marriage partner..."
Her words gradually became fluent, but what she said brought tears to Father Meng's eyes. "Even so, I can still toy with you! Your daughter has been imprisoned by me for twelve years, injected with various drugs day in and day out, in excruciating pain, tortured by the aftereffects night after night, a life worse than death... Her memory faded bit by bit, her body gradually collapsed! At first, she had hope, hope that you would save her, hope that this was all just a dream. But later, do you know what her greatest hope was?"
"It's death! Die quickly and end this nightmare!"
"Beast!" Father Meng clenched his fists, veins popped out on his forehead, and huge flames of anger burned in his eyes.
Meng Mu was stunned by what she heard. She slid to the ground in a daze, her hands and feet cold.
Luo Jiu's description...she could hardly imagine it.
How cruel is that?
Cold liquid, vicious villain.
Painful days, lonely nights.
Hopeless expectations, futile struggles. The cries of pain from collapse, the helpless curling up. A bleak future, a forgotten past...
Unimaginable.
The end of the world, that's it, right?
But even if it is the end of the world, death is just a moment, but the child in front of him has actually faced this tremendous pain for twelve years.
Even the truth now was spoken by others using her body.
She was telling her own story, but there was nothing in her eyes.
Mother Meng turned pale. She thought of the girl who had just broken down and cried in her arms, saying she wanted to go home and be with her family forever.
It turns out that just a few words carried twelve years of despair?
“…”Mu Jinyan looked at the girl.
In his mind, a dense array of videos flashed through one after another.
My heart seemed to be entangled with my stomach, and it hurt so much that I couldn't tell what it felt like.
"Isn't that unbearable? If you saw her kneeling at my feet and calling me Master, would you go crazy?"
Father Meng punched the chair next to the table!
"Bang!" The huge force caused the chair to slide directly to the wall on the other side, and the collision made a loud noise!
"You're so funny like this! Don't worry, there's more—I ordered Meng Wuqing to kill your son!"
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