Crack: Not loving you is the way back

Hearing the noise, Su Mo slowly lowered his head and looked condescendingly at the person in front of him. Looking at her ragged clothes, swollen nose and dark face, he didn't feel any pity at all.

One word can ruin a person's life, and it was He Linglan who told her with iron-clad facts that people's words can be feared.

She slowly squatted down and raised He Linglan's chin with her eyes slightly open with her fingertips. The moment she looked at her, her face became extremely nervous, and she couldn't help but feel funny.

Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Cause and effect reincarnate. Sometimes God treats Peter favorably, which makes people feel heartbroken. Sometimes, God is so fair that it makes people feel like they are dreaming.

She said: "You and I should have no hatred and live in peace, but for a man, you framed me against my will and sent people to the prison to kill me in the name of Huangfu Jue. Now the situation has changed and you have fallen into my hands. Tell me, what should I do to you?"

He Linglan opened her drowsy eyes. The stern look in Su Mo's eyes frightened her, "You...what do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do?" Su Mo stared at her coldly, a terrifying look gradually brewing in his eyes, "I want to send you to see the King of Hell! I want you to fully understand the meaning of 'the heaven and the earth should not be called'. despair!"

"No! You can't!" He Linglan, who had little strength left in her body, struggled hard.

The enemy is outnumbered and we are outnumbered, and the situation is clear. At this moment, if Su Mo really has evil intentions, she will inevitably die, but she doesn't want to die, and she can't bear to die.

What to do, what to do...how can she escape from Su Mo's hands?

She turned her head anxiously.

"Su...Su Mo, I...I have money...I can give you all my money, you...don't kill me, don't kill me, okay? I can kowtow and kneel to you. I'm absolutely wrong." It's all my fault, I beg you, please don't kill me..." The fear of death enveloped He Linglan's heart, and she kept begging for mercy, tears overflowing from the corners of her frightened eyes.

The sound was filled with visible fear. Su Mo looked on coldly, unmoved. His cold voice sounded like he was gritting his teeth: "You begged me? I never begged you back then! But who of you let go?" I don't!"

"When you were imprisoned, I was in a coma in the hospital. I was powerless..."

"What a powerless person!" Su Mo said coldly, each word cutting to the bone: "You know why I was imprisoned! Now, how dare you brazenly say that you are powerless! He Linglan! You How dare you!! If you hadn't lied and perjured yourself, how could Huangfu Jue have sent me to prison! If it hadn't been for you, none of this would have happened today! There are thousands of sinners in the world, and you are the one who deserves to die the most. You are the one!!"

Su Mo suddenly grabbed He Linglan's hair like crazy, pressed her head hard, and hit the ground hard, soaking the ground with blood, just like Huangfu Jue did to her back then.

He Linglan was unable to resist, her head was dizzy, and her nose and lips were filled with the smell of blood. In her confusion, her frightened eyes gradually widened...

Cheng Ye on the side was in a very complicated mood.

On the one hand, he knew that Su Mo would encounter many injustices, and He Linglan was one of the culprits. He Linglan deserved it for treating her like this!

On the other hand, he did not want Su Mo to bear the debt of life one after another. She should not add such failures to her troubled life.

He hesitated, but finally made up his mind to intervene, wanting to step forward and rescue the dying He Linglan from her hands.

"What do you want to do?" Ming saw him making a move and immediately walked across to him with a cold face and a very unkind attitude.

Cheng Ye looked at the invisible coldness, took a deep breath, and said, "If this continues, someone will die."

"She!" Ming pointed at He Linglan, "She deserves to die! She should be glad that the person who attacks her now is Mo'er. If she falls into my hands, I will definitely make her feel that life is worse than death."

It’s true that like a brother, like a sister, the same mother and mother are all life-threatening lunatics!

Cheng Ye didn't say anything else. He was not involved in the matter and didn't know the pain. If he could force Su Mo into such a situation, what happened back then must have left her with indelible harm.

She is the victim and he is the bystander. What qualifications does he have to stand up and stop her from venting her anger?

Empathy is always a lie. Only those who have experienced it personally are qualified to preach.

The courtyard was extremely dull, and the gentle breeze blew through the green ivy, but it could not dissipate the smell of blood that was so strong that it made you want to vomit. The night that should have been sultry was extremely permeable at this moment.

Another person stumbled out of the house with a horrified look on his face. As he ran, he cried and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Miss Su, Miss Su, please stay with me, please let my lady go!"

Su Mo paused in his movements, frowned slightly, and looked up at the figure running towards him.

It's Xiaoyun, He Linglan's maid.

Xiaoyun ran up to her and was about to hug her legs and beg her to spare He Linglan's life. However, halfway towards her, Ming rushed towards her angrily and grabbed her collar with one hand. Her crying voice made him feel upset. , even if he wants to throw her out of the wall.

Su Mo's heart suddenly beat violently, and he was extremely panicked. He was afraid that Xiaoyun would be killed by Ming. He quickly threw He Linglan away and said loudly: "Brother, don't hurt her! Don't!"

Ming paused for a moment, what Su Mo had told them echoed in his mind, and reluctantly put him down.

Xiaoyun survived the disaster and experienced the thrill of hanging by a thread for the first time in her life. She glanced at Su Mo gratefully, then ran to He Linglan and helped her up with trembling hands.

Seeing her face covered in blood, she felt extremely distressed. Even if she knew that the "murderer" was Su Mo, she could not feel resentment towards her, just because she knew that Su Mo's persecution in prison was closely related to He Linglan.

She hugged He Linglan and wanted to shake her awake, but found that no matter how she shook her, the person had no reaction at all.

Horror suddenly arose in her heart, and she shook her hands to detect the breath in He Linglan's nose. It was very weak. The only person who could save her now was her abuser Su Mo. Even though she knew there was little hope, she refused to give up and turned to Su Mo. She cried silently and begged for help: "Miss Su, please save my young lady. For your great kindness, Xiaoyun will repay you by being a cow and a horse in the next life. Please save her..."

As she spoke, she observed Su Mo's reaction. Seeing that her face was stiff and ugly, her eyes dull, she was so anxious that she wanted to kowtow and kneel down to her.

Su Mo lowered his eyes and saw how deep the eagerness in her eyes was, and his heart tugged hard. If the person in front of him was really the sister Ji Lu had been searching for for many years without success, the world would be too funny.

She watched as the bright color in her eyes gradually turned gray, and the hopeful eyes gradually turned into despair. She spoke with difficulty: "Do you remember your sister?"