In the eyes of an infant ghost, there is no good or evil, no distinction between life and death.

It only knows that it can be with its mother forever...

Su Qiao stood upstairs and watched Jin Baona's body being carried away.

Her hands were still bent, protecting the baby ghost in her arms.

There is no resentment on Jin Baona, but a sense of relief...

Su Qiao suddenly remembered the scene many years ago.

The boy, who was less than three years old, staggered into a room without sunlight and handed the flowers he picked to the woman on the bed, with a smile on his face.

Then the flower was torn into pieces and fell on his face.

The smile turned into confusion.

The woman's pale and haggard face came to her eyes and she said viciously: 'Why do you dare to ruin the flowers? ! You should die! ! ’

My heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable...

"What are you crying for?" Shen Xiujin stood next to her, her voice low and cold. She couldn't hide the hostility in her bones, and he never covered it up.

Su Qiao turned around and raised her hand to touch her face without realizing it, and really felt the water marks.

She actually... cried? ?

Su Qiao stared at the wetness on her fingertips and was stunned.

She could pretend to cry and force herself to cry through physical stimulation, but she had never really cried...ever!

"Shen Xiujin..."

Shen Xiujin just took out the cigarette case from his pocket, lowered his head and bit one in the corner of his mouth, and suddenly heard the name and surname.

Quite brave...

Before he could get angry, Su Qiao's hand was suddenly taken by Su Qiao and he pressed it directly on the left side of her heart.

Shen Xiujin's expression froze for a moment. He raised his eyelids coldly, only to meet a pair of slightly red and overwhelmed eyes.

"...I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable here in my heart. Can you feel it? What's wrong with me? Am I going to die?"

Under the palm, there is a soft touch and a heartbeat so slow that you can hardly feel it...

Shen Xiujin: "..."

Damn it, this woman is doing this again!

She was obviously trying to seduce him, using the stupidest excuse, but yet, she showed the purest expression.

The irritability and evil fire in Shen Xiujin's heart were aroused, but they were quickly washed away by the surveillance images flashing in his mind.

He withdrew his hand expressionlessly: "You must die in my hands."

Su Qiao: "?"

What else did she do to offend him?

Mr. Ye walked out of the ward behind him.

"Miss Su, thank you for saving my Zhenzhen. What good deeds do you want as reward? How should I give it to you?"

"Relax, I'll get it." Su Qiao stretched out her hand, used her index and middle fingers to pull out a wisp of good karma from the center of Ye Lao's eyebrows, and put it into her body.

The body that was originally a little tired was nourished instantly.

She became more energetic, and her eyes briefly brightened: "Thank you."

"I want to thank you..."

Mr. Ye has gone through too much today, and he sent the black-haired man away in vain. In just a few hours, he became quite haggard.

He looked at Shen Xiujin and said, "Second Master, can you take a moment to speak? I have something I want to talk to you about."

Shen Xiujin thought for two seconds and followed Mr. Ye to the garden downstairs for a private chat.

After the two left, the warmth in Su Qiao's eyes faded, and she opened the door to the ward again.

Ye Zhen was drinking porridge when she heard footsteps. She raised her eyes and saw that it was Su Qiao. She said softly: "I want to thank you today, Miss Su...Thank you for saving me."

"I don't want to save you, I just want to get your grandfather's reward." Su Qiao stood at the end of the bed, looking coldly at the weak Ye Zhen on the hospital bed, "You are not worthy of my rescue at all."

When invading Ye Zhen's spiritual platform, Su Qiao saw a lot of things.

For example, that night ten years ago, Ye Zhen stood by the second-floor window and watched her mother dragging her suitcase and escaping in the dark.

And with a terrifyingly calm attitude, she took photos and sent them to Ye Zhanhong. At the same time, she called him and told him: 'Dad, mom is running away... She seems to have taken a lot of confidential documents from your study... '

Su Qiao said coldly: "If Ye Zhanhong is a selfish and greedy fool, you are a born bad person who indirectly killed your mother Qin Yan!"

Ye Zhen put the half-drunk hot porridge aside. There was no trace of panic or waves on her face.

"Sorry Miss Su, I don't know what you are talking about." The tone was still innocent.

Su Qiao sneered, "Don't worry, I didn't record, and I don't intend to expose you. I accepted Mr. Ye's reward and didn't want to be too cruel to him."

The granddaughter he had tried so hard to protect turned out to be another wolf-hearted beast... This was too cruel for Mr. Ye, who had just lost his son and daughter-in-law.

Ye Zhen wrinkled the sheets under her body, the hatred and malice pouring out of her eyes.

"She gave up on me first! She doesn't deserve to be a mother, she deserves to die!"

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