murderer?
Liang Yu was completely stunned.
She looked at Wen Bing with eyes full of terror, "Xiao Bing, what do you mean by 'Mom'?"
Wen Bing, "murderer".
"But Mom did it for you."
Wen Bing shrugged. "What evidence do you have that the murder was for me?"
“You said you hated Qiao Wanyue, that’s why I killed her.”
She blurted it out.
Liang Lan's expression had changed.
At this moment, Lu Yunzhou arrived with the police.
He looked at Liang Yu coldly, "Wan Yue, how exactly did I offend you?"
Liang Yu wanted to refute.
You can see the driver behind him.
Squatting on the ground.
Everything is over.
She clung tightly to Wen Bing, "Xiao Bing, Mom did this for you, how could you..."
Wen Bing thought she was incredibly stupid. "You don't even believe in paternity tests?"
Liang Yu: "I won't believe you as long as you tell me."
Wen Bing truly admired Liang Xiu.
They coaxed people into this state.
Wen Bing pushed her away, took a few steps, grabbed Liang Xiu's hand, and stood in front of her. "This is my mother."
Liang Yu: "Why?"
Liang Xiu's lips curled into a smile. "Why?"
"You killed my mother, and you expect me to be grateful?"
Liang Yu said, "I didn't kill your mother. I even pleaded with her to spare you, and offered you gold, silver, and valuables to help you escape. I tried my best to help you with whatever you asked for. Why are you doing this?!"
“That’s what you should do. You’re just atoning for your mother’s sins. Don’t think I don’t know you’re showing off your superiority. You married a high-ranking official, and you look down on Qiao Sheng, and you look down on me even more.”
"You've always treated me like charity."
Liang Yu wanted to say that wasn't the case.
She didn't.
"You must be in a lot of pain," Liang Xiu said, looking down at Liang Yu.
"You killed your husband and daughter with your own hands."
Liang Yu stared blankly at Wen Bing.
The precious pearl she once held in her palm now looked at her with indifference. What a despicable person she was! Her eyes were full of disdain, but she had not wronged her or Liang Xiu.
She considered him her closest relative; how could they treat her like this?
Why.
She asked the same question.
Wen Bing: "Be good to me? When I liked Lu Yunzhou, you not only didn't help me, but you also tried to stop me. Later, I was tricked by that bitch Qiao Wanyue and went to the farm. You not only didn't save me, but you didn't give me a single penny. Do you know how much I suffered there?"
"Later, you did manage to get me out of trouble, but you actually turned me into a mental patient. What were you doing when the Wen family sent me to a mental hospital? You call this being kind to me? Is this what you call being kind to me?"
Liang Yu wanted to say no.
She sent it, but Wen Gaohan stopped her.
Wen Bing was sent to a mental hospital and she was also put in solitary confinement.
She can't get out at all, how can we save her?
Wen Bing wouldn't listen to a word she said.
She did ninety-nine good deeds, but there was only one thing she didn't do properly, so all she remembers is that one thing that wasn't done properly.
Wen Bing was the treasure she had begged for.
She had this child when she was in her thirties.
She devoted her whole heart and soul to this child at that time, and even if she wanted the whole world, Liang Yu would give it to her without hesitation.
She loves Wen Bing.
Love runs deep in my bones.
He would even kill for her.
But now it is known that Wen Bing is not her biological daughter.
She treated her own child as a murderer.
She couldn't accept it.
"Don't you have any conscience? I've been so good to you!" Liang Yu shouted angrily.
Wen Bing no longer wanted to argue; arguing now was pointless.
"You are not my mother."
She coldly pushed Liang Yu away.
He stood behind Liang Xiu.
Liang Yu felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
A figure flashed into her mind.
I will never acknowledge you.
The figure slowly became clearer. She looked at me indifferently, her eyebrows and eyes were very similar to mine, as if we were made from the same mold.
ridiculous.
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