The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

Su Xueqing stopped talking for a moment. She covered her face and looked at Li Shujuan in disbelief: "Mom, you hit me?"

why?

She was stepped on and bullied by Su Mucheng. Instead of helping her, her mother even hit her!

"Calm down? Calm down?"

Li Shujuan stared at her daughter who was knocked unconscious by her, her expression extremely ugly.

She warned her last time not to mention the past things again, but this time, she was still in the living room, and she yelled without any scruples.

"Come back to your room when you calm down."

Li Shujuan has never beaten Su Xueqing like this, this is the first time.

She looked up at her mother, whose face was ashen, blinking her eyelashes lightly, tears falling down, Su Xueqing raised her hand to wipe them away, stood up and walked upstairs without saying a word.

Li Shujuan watched her go upstairs, enter the room, and close the door.

She looked down at her hands, which were very red.

Pursing her lips, she heated up a glass of milk and took it upstairs.

Walking into the bedroom, she closed the door and unlocked it.

"Xue Qing, drink a glass of milk."

Su Xueqing didn't even move her eyes. Li Shujuan moved the chair and sat down.

He sighed and said earnestly: "No matter what happens to you, you can never mention it again, you know?"

"Do you think your mother was soft-hearted back then?" Li Shujuan looked at the photo of Su Xueqing smiling happily on the dressing table, her eyes dark.

Only then did Su Xueqing react. She slowly turned around and saw Li Shujuan's stern and sinister face. She heard her say: "She, Su Mucheng, was very lucky back then and barely survived. The amount of medicine she took at that time was enough to kill Tong Chun." Two corpses died, but it was Tong Chun who risked his life to give birth to her."

Su Xueqing's eyes widened, and Li Shujuan handed the milk to her hand, with a heavy shadow in her eyes.

……

After her vacation, Su Mucheng was reading the script Qin Xiaomeng had given her. The phone on the table suddenly rang. She glanced at it and saw that it was Fu Shuang.

"I have something to tell you."

Fu Shuang's voice was extremely low. Su Mucheng could tell that she was keeping it down deliberately. She narrowed her eyes, threw the script on the table, got up and walked out. Her voice was even colder and colder: "Training" See you in the room."

As soon as she went out, she met Cheng Zixiu. His steps were hurried and his face was unusually tight. Su Mucheng looked expressionless and even exuded the aura of tears. Su Mucheng wanted to shout, but she saw her big face without looking back. Step away.

When she walked into the training room, she saw Fu Shuang already waiting there. Su Mucheng walked up to her, looked at her and asked directly: "What did you find?"

She asked Fu Shuang to observe the movements of the Su family's mother and daughter. Her voice was so deep on the phone, something must have happened.

Fu Shuang did not answer her directly, but looked at her and asked, "Is your mother's name Tong Chun?"

Su Mucheng's body was startled, and the fingers hanging by her side could not help but tighten.

She stared at Fu Shuang, reading the solemnity in her eyes.

A few seconds later, Su Mucheng nodded and replied, "Yes."

Fu Shuang closed her eyes and suddenly felt a little afraid to speak out. This must be a big blow to her, right?

His mother was killed.

"say."

Su Mucheng was obviously a little impatient. Her delicate eyebrows revealed her anxiety, her dark eyes were filled with tears, and her aura was particularly heavy.

Fu Shuang didn't say anything, just opened the phone, pulled out the recording at Su's house and handed it to her.

After Su Mucheng opened it, she heard Li Shujuan's voice.

Her pupils shrank suddenly and her body shook violently, as if her strength had suddenly been taken away from her whole body, and her legs could not find any support.

Leaning her back against the wall, Su Mucheng held the phone tightly with her fingers, where Li Shujuan's words were still playing over and over again, surrounding and repeating in her ears like a magic sound.

It turns out... her mother did not die in childbirth, but was killed by Li Shujuan.

She killed her mother.

Tears suddenly welled up in her eyes uncontrollably, and Su Mucheng's eyes seemed to suddenly see her mother covered in blood, in pain and despair.

At the last moment, she used all her strength to give birth to her.

Su Mucheng felt like her throat was blocked by something, and she was too dry to speak.

Tears fell to the ground one by one, making beautiful splashes.

Fu Shuang pursed her lips, not knowing what to say. Now the girl was surrounded by sadness, as if all words had lost their power and could not touch her.