Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Zhao Jing...

The girl who was bullied at school and ran away...

Qiao Zhinuan immediately held the phone: "Where is it?!"

She already felt a little unspeakable in her heart.

Because Shen Jinhe's tone of voice was not joyful, but... heavy.

Shen Jinhe reported the address.

Qiao Zhinuan's eyes widened in astonishment, "Police station?"

It turns out that today is September [-]st.

It is the day when the majority of primary and secondary schools officially start school, and a flag-raising ceremony for the school opening will be held on campus.

When the flag-raising ceremony was held, a black figure turned over from the back wall of the stadium and slipped quietly from the side of the wall.

The students standing on the playground, each wearing a very clean school uniform, stood in the sun and looked at the flag flying in the middle.

And she can only shrink in such a dark corner, shameless.

In the past two months, she has been hiding everywhere. In order not to be found, she rummaged through trash cans for food and slept under bridges.

She was dirty and sour and smelly.

She experienced the hardships of being penniless, she almost starved to death on the road, and finally found a job as a dishwasher.

One night, she went back to the Lin mansion.

Outside the door, looking at the guard at the door, she dared not enter.

She saw her mother from a distance.

She wanted to run over impatiently, but she heard such words...

"If you don't come back, don't come back forever! I will break her legs when I come back! It really shouldn't make the lady and wife worry about her so much!"

Zhao Jing stopped in her tracks.

She was back in her scullery again.

No one misses her, she is alone.

Until, on August 31st, she saw students carrying schoolbags and wearing school uniforms going to school.

With smiles on their faces, they were discussing their summer assignments and teachers for the new semester...

She hates!

If it wasn't for their bullying and indifference to me, how could I have fallen to where I am now!
Zhao Jing's eyes burst out with intense hatred.

Panting heavily from her chest, she looked at the crowd on the playground and took out a fruit knife from her cuff.

All of them.

It's all their fault!

She wants revenge, she wants revenge against them!

Zhao Jing came out from the blocking wall, ran towards the front suddenly, and stabbed the knife in her hand towards the classmate...

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When Qiao Zhinuan arrived at the police station, she saw Zhao Jing sitting in the interrogation room with her head down.

The clothes on her body were dirty and could be described as ragged.

What surprised Qiao Zhinuan was the clothes she was wearing when she went to see her for the last time two months ago.

Even though the weather in September had turned cold suddenly, she felt like autumn, she was still wearing shorts and short sleeves, with her thin arms and legs exposed in the air, and she completely lost the vigor of a teenage girl.

Wei Jingtian took the notes and wrote them down.

"Three people were seriously injured, two were slightly injured, and they were hospitalized," Wei Jingtian said, "The case has been handed over to the procuratorate, but..."

He showed Qiao Zhinuan the transcript.

"No matter what you ask, she always says two words."

Qiao Zhinuan saw two words on the transcript: I recognize it.

The news reached the Lin mansion.

Mrs. Mo Ya immediately brought Zhao Ma to the police station.

Qiao Zhinuan stood on one side, nodding with Mrs. Mo Ya, while on the other side, Mama Zhao rushed into the interrogation room regardless, raised her hand and slapped her across the face.

Zhao Jing, who was sitting on a chair, was slapped to the ground.

"You are trying to piss me off! Zhao Jing! How could you do such an unconscionable thing? You took a knife to kill your classmate! Why don't you think that you are committing a crime! You are breaking the law!"

Zhao Jing's hands are still in handcuffs.

Her face, which had been blank all this time, suddenly turned around, the corners of her lips curled up into a smile, and then she laughed wildly.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! I committed a crime? I broke the law! Yes, I admit it! They are all to blame! They all deserve it!"

She stared at Zhao Ma with a pair of black and white distinct eyes, which made people feel palpitatingly bright.

"You never cared about me! You never took the bullying and violence I received at school seriously! You just told me to endure! But why?! Why do you keep letting me endure! It's their fault! You are used to being a slave and always treat yourself as a human being, I am not! I will kill them! I will make them pay the price! Hahaha!"

Zhao Jing's words seemed to have entered a state of madness.

Zhao Ma seemed to have been fooled by the rumors.

She took two steps back, "You...how can you say that? You are discrediting the Lin family! How can you make me hold my head up in front of others in the future!"

Zhao Jing laughed even harder, she burst into tears.

Until now, her mother is still afraid that she will discredit the Lin family, and still cares about her own face!
She really failed.

The classmates didn't like it and took pleasure in bullying her.

My mother was cowardly and kept letting me endure.

Wei Jingtian called two police officers to take Zhao Jingxian to the detention center and lock her up.

Zhao Jing stood up and staggered, walked to Zhao Ma's side, and stopped.

"Mom, I'm the nanny's daughter, but I'm also human!"

Zhao's mother trembled with anger and burst into tears.

Mrs. Mo Ya's complexion was pale, and it was obvious that she was already on the verge of collapse, but she still held herself up forcefully, asked someone to arrange for Zhao Mama, and then went to a lawyer to inquire about Zhao Jing's situation.

She walked out of the police station, but the car hadn't come to pick her up yet.

The media squatting on both sides rushed over, holding the flashlight in their hands and slamming at Mrs. Mo Ya, one after another sharp and piercing questions, slapping over like a tide.

"Mrs. Moya, as the president of the women's rights movement, what happened in your own family? How do you explain it?"

"Are you treating your servants too harshly?"

"I heard that Zhao Jing, the daughter of your servant, was sent to a noble school. She was bullied and wanted to ask for help, but you have been trying to suppress her all the time, right?"

"Are you directly responsible for this matter?"

Mrs. Mo Ya was already arranging to hold on, and sent everyone around her to work on this matter. At this time, she was alone.

Under the crowd of many reporters, it was almost crumbling.

The microphone stretched out in front of her eyes, casting shadows.

"I... don't feel well right now..."

Head dizzy, Mrs. Moya supported her head, and double images appeared in front of her eyes.

At this moment, she saw a figure rushing over.

"Please get out of the way!" Qiao Zhinuan stood in front of Mrs. Mo Ya, "Mrs. Mo Ya is very uncomfortable now. She will explain this matter later. Please move out of the way!"

Qiao Zhinuan and Wang Ziqi were alone, supporting Mrs. Mo Ya, desperately pushing away the crowded crowd, and getting into a car parked by the side of the road.

The car drove away immediately, and the reporters chased after the car for several steps.

Wang Ziqi leaned on the car seat, looked at the red marks on her arm that were scratched by the reporter's nails, and cursed shit!

"What a bunch of rude people!"

No wonder under normal circumstances, people with status will bring bodyguards when they go out.

It was so out of control, she felt that if Mrs. Moya fell to the ground at that time, a stampede would happen to those people who had lost their minds!
There were also some marks on Qiao Zhinuan's arms, but they were not obvious.

She took out a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Mrs. Moya.

"Madam, please drink some water first."

Mrs. Moya nodded, unscrewed the mineral water bottle and drank a couple of sips of water to calm her mind. The dizzy feeling just now was better.

She leaned on the car seat and saw Qiao Zhinuan clearly.

"Thank you, Miss Joe."

If Qiao Zhinuan hadn't stepped forward just now, she probably really didn't know what would happen.

Shen Jinhe sat in front and stretched out his hand, "Mrs. Moya, hello."

Mrs. Mo Ya looked over, "Lawyer Shen."

Shen Jinhe's gold medal status is not only famous in Ancheng, but also in China.

She looked at Qiao Zhinuan again, and suddenly understood.

"you……"

Qiao Zhinuan said: "The school bullying case will be in court in two days."

Mrs. Mo Ya looked very tired, and let out a deep, long breath, "This matter about Zhao Jing...is my fault."

Wang Ziqi snorted coldly, and said unceremoniously: "It is indeed your fault. In these two months, why couldn't you send more people to find Zhao Jing? I don't believe that she has been missing for two months. She is such a big girl, she can hide in the cracks of the ground."

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Moya's complexion turned even paler.

"I was negligent..."

Recently, there was an international women's charity exchange meeting. It took one and a half months from the preparation period to the final conclusion. Mrs. Mo Ya left this matter to the housekeeper and Mama Zhang and left it alone.

After a long time, I even forgot.

Shen Jinhe sent Mrs. Mo Ya to the door of Lin Mansion.

Mrs. Mo Ya got out of the car after thanking her. Who knows, her legs were a little weak and she almost fell to the side.

"careful!"

Qiao Zhinuan hurriedly helped Mrs. Mo Ya.

Seeing that Mrs. Mo Ya's complexion was really pale, she offered to send Mrs. Mo Ya in.

"Let's go for a walk by the lake."

"Okay, I'll accompany you."

"I have done wrong things twice in my life." Mrs. Mo Ya walked slowly, lowering her head slightly, "I regret it, but I can't make it up."

Qiao Zhinuan was listening.

Mrs. Moya said: "After I gave birth, I left Tiantian in the country because of the turmoil at home. I didn't find her until the child was six years old. The most precious relationship between me and the child The time we spend together can never be made up, even now, Tiantian and I still have a gap between each other."

"The second thing is now... Zhao Jing is a good boy."

Mrs. Mo Ya fell into deep self-blame.

Qiao Zhinuan helped Mrs. Mo Ya sit down on the bench by the lake.

"Ms. Mo Ya, there is a word in Buddhism: good fortune, no matter what the trajectory of life is, everyone has his own good fortune,"