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

As soon as the words came out, the expression on the lady's face obviously darkened.

There was a little displeasure in her eyes, and her daughter Bo Zhenzhen squeezed her hand with greater strength.

Turning his head to look, the other person's face was filled with sadness and grievance.

"Mom... I have already told Miss Meng that my sister died in a car accident, but she doesn't believe it..."

When it comes to pretending to be weak, Bo Zhenzhen is as good as Meng Tingyao.

When she was in the Meng family, Meng Tingyao liked to pretend to be a white flower and frame her up.

Seeing this long-lost expression now, Meng Xingluan felt as if he had lived a lifetime ago, but more importantly, he felt disgusted.

"Miss Meng, I don't know why you care so much about Mu Zhen, but she died in a car accident, and this is our family matter. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, an outsider, right?"

Bo's mother's eyes were sharp and her words were full of protection for Bo Zhenzhen.

When Mu Zhen heard this, he still felt his heart aching.

Why do you still have those emotions after becoming a ghost?

Mu Zhen floated in the air numbly, looking at his mother with empty, pitiful eyes.

When Bo Zili heard these words, his handsome brows immediately wrinkled.

He defended in a cold voice: "This is my senior sister, not an outsider."

Hearing this, the smile on Bo's mother's face faded a lot.

"Anyone not named Bo is considered an outsider."

She was obviously at odds with Meng Xingluan.

Bo Zili was also rude.

"You don't have a surname of Bo either. Could it be that you are also an outsider?"

Bo’s mother: “…”

Today, she finally understood why her eldest brother wanted to send this son away, just because of this mouth. If it was her, he would strangle him to death in his infancy.

He has no respect for his elders and is simply uneducated!

Bo Zili wanted to continue the fight, but Meng Xingluan grabbed his arm.

"Mrs. Bo, I'm very curious about your attitude towards this daughter. There is no photo of Mu Zhen at home, and... you don't look sad at all."

Bo's mother frowned, "How can you put dead things in your home? The fortune teller said it was bad luck and would bring bad luck to the Bo family, so he had already burned it."

"Family photos too?"

The huge 30-inch photo showed the old and young of the Bo family, but the only one missing was Mu Zhen, his biological daughter.

It must have been a year or two since she returned to Bo's house, right?

Reshooting couldn't be easier.

So there is only one possibility, that is, Mu Zhen's identity has never been recognized by them.

It’s just that Mu Zhen is self-righteous.

"There is no idle person in the Bo family. Not everyone has time every day. It would be the same with or without her."

The lady's words were as light as if she was talking about an outsider.

Mu Zhen's sincerity was shattered to pieces in these words.

Meng Xingluan glanced at her.

Speaking of which, Mu Zhen was worse off than her.

At least she had no expectations for the Meng family, but Mu Zhen was different.

Even after death, he still misses his biological parents.

If you had queued up to be reincarnated early in the morning, you might already be living in a happy family.

Mu Zhen tried his best to put on an ugly smile on his beautiful face.

"...I'm fine."

At this moment, those self-deceiving lies were completely shattered.

One person's giving was so much that they never considered her a family member.

Everything is a phantom she has woven by herself.

Wherever happiness comes from, it is all lies.

……

Meng Xingluan laughed softly, his peach blossom eyes flashing with dangerous indifference.

Bo's mother and Bo Zhenzhen's hearts tightened at the same time.

"Yes, it's the same with or without her. It's a pity that she still misses you as her mother even after she died."

Bo’s mother: “?”

Why can't she understand people all of a sudden?

Mu Zhen is already dead, why is he still thinking about her? She has been kind enough.

Bury her as a member of the Mu family, otherwise she would just dig a hole and bury her.

"I won't go around in circles with you anymore and let you meet someone."

Bo Zhenzhen had a bad premonition.

His eyelids were beating crazily, and his heart was pounding.

Bo's mother frowned, not understanding what trick Meng Xingluan was playing.

The next second, with a snap of fingers, a light flashed in front of the two people's eyes, and their vision changed.

What they saw was no longer Meng Xingluan and Bo Zili, but... two people and one ghost?

ghost? !

Bo Zhenzhen's face turned pale with fright.

Holding her mother's arm tightly with both hands, she trembled and said, "Mom, Mom, sister, why is she...isn't she dead?"

Bo's mother had never seen anything so bizarre.

Her biological daughter, whom she and her husband did not like, was floating in the air like a ghost.

The face is still the same, except that the skin is a bit paler, there is no difference.

The anxious and nervous heart suddenly relaxed a little.

Bo's mother asked: "Mu Zhen, are you Mu Zhen? Why are you coming back? Your father and I have already buried you. We have nothing to say to you. Don't retaliate for kindness."

Mu Zhen looked at his former mother, still so indifferent and impatient with her.

Mu Zhen was already numb from the injury.

"I have never done anything to hurt you, but what did you do to me? I can understand that my parents have no feelings for me. After all, we have only been together for less than three years. But Bo Zhenzhen, how can you be so vicious as to buy someone to kill someone?" ?!”

At the last sentence, the Yin Qi in Mu Zhen's body began to surge, and his eyes were faintly shining with scarlet color.

Looking at that hypocritical and disgusting face, Mu Zhen wanted to tear it into pieces right away.

When the truth hidden deep in her heart was told, Bo Zhenzhen held her neck and subconsciously retorted, her voice rising sharply, "You're talking nonsense! You were obviously the unlucky one to be hit and killed by a drunk driver. What does it have to do with me?"

She was still trying to shirk it.

Even Bo's mother felt that Mu Zhen was talking nonsense.

"Zhenzhen can't even bear to step on an ant to death, how can she possibly pay for a murder? Mu Zhen, I didn't expect you to be so restless even after death. You have to turn the family upside down to be satisfied, right?"

She was obviously the victim, but her biological mother believed that she was the culprit.

"How could you have been hit by a car if you didn't go out that day? You had to buy some little Chaos in the middle of the night. Are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost?! In the end, it's all your own problems. You should look for problems within yourself, and Don’t target Zhenzhen everywhere!”

While Bo's mother was crackling her output, Bo Zhenzhen, who had calmed down, remembered the piece of talisman given by the Taoist Master last time, and a vicious light quickly flashed in her eyes.

She reached into her pocket and as soon as she touched the corner of the paper, something sharp flew towards her wrist quickly.

The fruit knife wiped a bloody mark on the back of her white hand, and was embedded in the leather sofa behind her.

Bo Zhenzhen was so frightened that her whole body became weak.

Subconsciously, he raised his eyes and ran into Meng Xingluan's cannibalistic eyes.