"Like mother, like daughter. I have the same roots as you. Can't you control your father, too?"

Only those closest to you know where the knife hurts the most.

Chu Yuqing, who was hurt by Zhong Qing, could no longer maintain her mask. She grabbed Zhong Qing's face and slapped her in the face.

"What do you want to do? Your father has already agreed to let you marry into the Yan family, why are you unwilling? And you still want to act as a savior to save others. Look at yourself now, you are as miserable as a dog. Isn't that ridiculous?"

Zhong Qing challenged with red eyes, "Because I am not inhuman like you."

Chu Yuqing raised her hand again but was grabbed by Zhong Qing. "You broke my face. Aren't you afraid that Dad will be angry? You haven't tasted the whip for a long time. I don't mind helping you go back to the past."

Chu Yuqing took a few steps back in fear, as if she had remembered some terrifying memory.

When she saw the undisguised mockery on Zhong Qing's face, she became angry and said, "You don't want to leave this house. Are you in love with him? How can you be so despicable?"

Zhong Qing picked up the desk lamp and threw it at him, "Get lost!!"

Fortunately, Chu Yuqing dodged quickly, otherwise he would have been bleeding from the head on the spot.

He didn't dare to stay any longer and turned around and left in a hurry.

After locking the door, the quiet and closed environment finally made Zhong Qing feel a little relaxed.

My body ached, but not as much as her heart ached.

She sat in the corner with her knees hugged, staring blankly at the dark night outside the window. Her eyes seemed like a dead sea without a trace of light.

My fingertips touched a cold object, and when I looked down, I saw it was a broken piece of light.

Tears silently rolled down the corners of my eyes.

How could there be such a mother in the world? In order to save herself from the sea of ​​suffering, she dragged her own daughter into the stinking mud, using her closest identity to do the most evil thing in the world.

I wish she had never been born.

Life was too painful and too tiring for her.

In her next life, she must not be someone else's daughter anymore.

…

late at night.

At this time of day in the past, Shen Mingzhu would have fallen asleep, but today she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, thinking about what happened in Li Garden.

The more I think about it, the more it seems wrong.

She can't drink a lot, but she won't get drunk to the point of passing out after just a few sips of wine.

Zhong Qing said it was due to lack of oxygen, but she clearly remembered that the pot was the last one served and she didn't even have time to taste it.

Let’s not talk about whether two fist-sized pieces of charcoal can drain all the oxygen from the entire box. Even if they can, it won’t be that fast.

It was just that her mind was in a daze at the time, and because she trusted Zhong Qing, she believed the explanation that she fainted due to lack of oxygen.

There was no reason for Zhong Qing to lie to her, unless he was trying to cover up for someone.

So, it’s Mrs. Zhong?

Although she didn't understand Mrs. Zhong's purpose, Shen Mingzhu broke out in a cold sweat when she thought about the fact that she had been unconscious for more than an hour and had no memory of anything.

She quietly got up and went to the bathroom, took off her pajamas, and checked her whole body in front of the mirror. She didn't find anything unusual or uncomfortable, and her uneasiness was slightly relieved.

"What are you doing hiding alone?"

Shen Mingzhu was not surprised to see Pei Yang come into the bathroom.

Pei Yang's experience of working on the battlefield and at sea made him much more alert than ordinary people. She tossed and turned in bed like a fried egg, so he must not have slept well either.

"You're trying to seduce me late at night?"

Pei Yang leaned close to her and wanted to get intimate with her, but Shen Mingzhu was not in the mood.

"Pei Yang, I have something to tell you..."

"You say yours, I do mine."

The man was wearing a tight-fitting autumn shirt, and through the layer of fabric, his hot body temperature was transmitted to her, carrying a familiar cedar-like scent.

Shen Mingzhu's uneasiness was suddenly dispelled.

The shrill ring of the telephone interrupted the two of them.

Pei Yang went to answer the phone while Shen Mingzhu was getting dressed.

Before he put on his pants, Pei Yang came running back, his face solemn: "Mingzhu, Zhong Qing committed suicide."

The pants in Shen Mingzhu's hand fell to the ground.

…

When Shen Mingzhu and Pei Yang rushed to the hospital, Zhong Qing was receiving emergency treatment.

The family members on the Zhong side include Chu Yuqing and a nanny.

Chu Yuqing greeted Pei Yang and Shen Mingzhu politely.

Shen Mingzhu just nodded lightly to Chu Yuqing and was unwilling to say more to her.

Shen Mingzhu felt uncomfortable when she thought that the other party had deceived Li Yuan with bad intentions.

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She walked straight up to Yan Yi and asked what happened.

Yan Yi pointed to the end of the corridor and said, "Let's talk over there."

"good."

Chu Yuqing glanced at their backs calmly, then came to Pei Yang and said, "Thank you for making this special trip. Qingqing is so stupid. She just had a quarrel with her father. There is no such thing as a quarrel between a father and a daughter."

Seeing Chu Yuqing sad, Pei Yang said a few words to comfort her.

Little did he know at that moment that the delicate and beautiful woman in front of him was actually a vicious and cruel woman who almost colluded with her husband to rape his wife.

At the end of the corridor.

Yan Yi told Shen Mingzhu, "… Zhong Qing is actually suffering from severe depression, but she refused to accept my help. Aunt Qing said that Zhong Qing was upset because she had a quarrel with her uncle, but I think it is related to her illness."

Shen Mingzhu was shocked and blamed herself.

She even claimed that she and Zhong Qing were best friends, but she didn't even notice that Zhong Qing was depressed.

"You don't have to blame yourself. She hid it too well. I only discovered it after I had been in contact with her for a long time."

"So what can I do to help her?"

Yan Yi smiled, "You have been helping her all the time. Haven't you noticed that every time she is with you, she is in a good mood?"

Me too.

…

After a night of rescue, Zhong Qing was finally out of danger.

However, due to excessive blood loss, the person is still in a coma.

It's almost dawn.

Pei Yang went back to take care of the children and the food factory first, and Shen Mingzhu stayed in the hospital.

Yan Yi said that her presence could alleviate Zhong Qing's condition, so she should spend more time with him.

Chu Yuqing went to see a doctor to find out about her condition, while Shen Mingzhu, Yan Yi and the nanny stayed in the ward.

The heating in the ward was not strong enough, and Shen Mingzhu was worried that Zhong Qing would catch a cold, so she stepped forward and prepared to pull the quilt higher.

Just as she bent down to pull the quilt, she unexpectedly caught a glimpse of lavender finger marks on Zhong Qing's neck.

She subconsciously pulled open Zhong Qing's collar, wanting to see more clearly, but was shocked by what she saw.

All I saw were blood-red, hideous scars crisscrossing across the snow-white body, each one horrifying to the eye.

It was obvious that he had been severely beaten.

Who did it? !

In a flash, Shen Mingzhu remembered the teeth marks on Zhong Qing's chest when they last took a hot spring bath.

Who wouldn't be depressed if they met such a perverted man? Facing her angry almond eyes, Yan Yi looked puzzled. (End of this chapter)