The real daughter calculates with her fingers, she will become rich after the divorce

Meng Tingyao, who was in the hospital, sneezed.

She was lying on the hospital bed, her face pale, her soft black hair spread on the white pillow.

The bloody white dress on her body has been replaced by a blue and white hospital gown, and her whole person is filled with haggardness and weakness.

"Yao Yao, you are not allowed to associate with Meng Xingluan in the future. I am not saying that Our Lady is not good, but sometimes Our Lady will harm you... Meng Xingluan is a lunatic!"

Originally, Meng Tingyao's injuries were all superficial injuries, and his palms were only scratched a few times by fragments.

But Meng Xingluan deliberately stabbed her, causing her to suffer a terrible disaster. She received five stitches on her arm, and the doctor said there was a possibility of scarring.

Meng Tingyao cried silently.

Her voice was dull and hoarse, "But after all, she is still my sister... Mom and the others also want me to get along well with my sister."

Zhou Pianran was going to be pissed to death.

She threw away the ice pack on her face and stared at Meng Tingyao with hatred.

"Is it because you don't want to get along well with her? It's obviously Meng Xingluan, my brother and you are a couple, it's Meng Xingluan, this bitch, who beats the couple! I'll call Uncle Meng and the others now and ask them to get along well Look at the good things my daughter has done!”

Zhou Pianran successfully followed Meng Tingyao's plan.

She deliberately didn't notify the Meng family herself and had to rely on Zhou Pianran's help to do it.

In this way, the Meng family would feel even more guilty towards her, their adopted daughter.

Zhou Yubai, who was outside the door, heard the conversation clearly in the ward.

He leaned against the cold wall, his head slightly lowered, his expression gloomy, and his right hand clutched the phone tightly.

Meng Xingluan sent the video to his mailbox.

The angle of the video was a bit low, but every movement of Meng Tingyao was clearly captured.

Meng Xingluan never touched Meng Tingyao from beginning to end. She suddenly accelerated and ran in front of the woman and fell.

Although Meng Tingyao did say that it was none of Meng Xingluan's business, no matter how others heard those words, they were just pouring dirty water on Meng Xingluan.

At this moment, Zhou Yubai suddenly felt that Meng Tingyao was strange.

In his memory, Meng Tingyao was innocent and kind, someone who would hold an umbrella for stray cats on rainy days.

Although she is the daughter of a wealthy family, she has no airs about anyone.

When Zhou Yubai really began to accept her, he had a car accident when he was 23 years old.

Before he fell into coma, it was Meng Tingyao who carried him out of the car in tears.

If it had been one second later, he would have died in the explosion.

The man was in a very complicated mood at the moment. After waiting for a few minutes and regaining his composure, he pushed the door open with his things.

"Yu Bai, you shouldn't have come over so late. I'm fine. You have to go to work tomorrow."

Even though Meng Tingyao was like this, she still didn't forget to consider others.

Zhou Yubai coldly replied that it was okay and put the things down.

He glanced at his sister whose cheeks were red and swollen, frowned and said, "Pianran, you go back and rest first, I'm here."

Zhou Pianran said angrily: "Brother, you must seek justice for me and Yaoyao, and don't let this bitch Meng Xingluan go!"

After saying harsh words, Zhou Pianran reluctantly left.

Suddenly, only Zhou Yubai and Meng Tingyao were left in the ward.

She didn't eat anything at night, so Zhou Yubai packed a vegetable porridge on the way to the hospital.

Meng Tingyao's hand was injured, so she accepted the feeding from the man's hand with peace of mind.

The atmosphere was very harmonious, but Meng Tingyao felt a sense of anxiety and panic.

After the bowl of porridge bottomed out, Zhou Yubai asked: "Yaoyao, was it really Meng Xingluan who pushed you down?"

Meng Tingyao's heart tightened.

Dropping his eyes and saying aggrievedly: "Yu Bai, I don't blame my sister, but I'm so afraid of leaving scars..."

After saying that, he pretended to be casual and exposed the scratches by Meng Xingluan, as well as the inner side of his arms that had been burned when he saved Zhou Yubai.

Zhou Yubai was silent for a long time, put down the empty porridge bowl, and softened his tone and said: "There will be no scars. I will find the best doctor to give you the best medicine."

"It's getting late, go to sleep."

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On the other side, Meng Xingluan has finished interrogating Li Gui.

The evil spirit disappeared, revealing a face with a bitter look. She was stabbed by the Evil Killing Sword, and the magnetic field was very unstable.

The atmosphere in the apartment hit a low point.

Finally, Wei Heng's "fuck" broke the silence.

It can be said that this fierce ghost is also a miserable woman. She has never experienced happiness in her life. Her parents favor sons over daughters. She finally met a man who can be trusted for the rest of her life. What is the result?

The other party is a hidden domestic violence man.

After three years of marriage, I was abused [-] times and had seven miscarriages.

While still alive, I sought help everywhere but to no avail, and filed for divorce more than a dozen times with the same result.

The last time, the domestic violence man was drunk and punched out her intestines. She begged for mercy, but she didn't expect that the man was so perverted that he violated her under such circumstances.

Women never die in peace.

When the domestic violence man woke up the next day, he realized that he had committed a heinous crime. In panic, his mother came up with a solution for him.

So the domestic violence man took advantage of the fact that he had the key to someone else's house during the construction work. He carried the corpse of his wife and built it into the wall in the middle of the night. In order to prevent his wife from turning into a ghost after her death and haunting him, he also viciously used metaphysics and Taoist methods to restrain him. she.

If Fang Qi hadn't approached Meng Xingluan, I don't know how long this matter would have been hidden.

"A person like this is just a waste of air! When I find him, I won't beat him to death!"

This is the first time in Wei Heng's life that he has heard such an infuriating thing.

He punched the table with his fist. Meng Xingluan looked at the cracked glass table and said calmly: "Xiao Hengzi, remember to bring a table over tomorrow."

Wei Heng blushed when he realized what he had done.

"Sister, what should we do next?"

Song Nanzhu looked eager to try, "Should we catch that damn murderer and send him to the police station?"

Meng Xingluan glanced at him.

"How did you explain it after you sent it to the police station? Explain that you are a metaphysician and you found the murderer based on the ghost's dictation?"

As soon as the words came out, Song Nanzhu's whole body shrank.

He is the youngest disciple of Taoist Master Qingxu. Since the Taoist temple began to be targeted by the special administration, the master dismissed all his disciples.

Song Nanzhu is 19 years old this year. He has a family and dare not return, so he has been wandering outside for a year and a half.

If he hadn't met Meng Xingluan today, he would still be sleeping in the bridge cave.

"In order to cover up the fact of the murder, her husband claimed that he was deceived into traveling to Southeast Asia. The body was beyond recognition. As long as he revealed a little information to the police, they would be able to find the murderer themselves."

Song Nanzhu understood instantly, but felt that this was not enough.

"Is it too easy for him to let the police catch him?"

Li Gui's eyes were scarlet, and there was a sinister wind, and he screamed hoarsely: "I want him to die!"

Meng Xingluan calmly took a sip of water and said, "I will take you to find him. When the time comes, you can kill or chop him as you please."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Heng's cell phone lit up.

He glanced at the message.

His face suddenly turned ugly, "Sister Meng, Chu Ang spent money to buy a few gangsters to insult you."