Reborn as a scavenger mom who turns into a powerful villain

Feng Lianlian said: "Gao Zhan, this person is hopeless. Let her die! Let's go!" She took Gao Zhan's hand and turned to leave.

Her face was full of disgust, as if she didn't want to see Ruan Qingshu again for a moment. Her steps were hurried and powerful, as if she was fleeing from a terrible place.

Gao Zhan had no other options for Ruan Qingshu, so he could only warn her: "You'd better live with Tao Bin honestly. Otherwise, you will ruin your life!"

His voice was full of worry and warning, his eyes were full of helplessness, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was worried about Ruan Qingshu's future.

Ruan Qingshu stamped her feet, her eyes wide open, filled with anger and stubbornness. She said, "Who are you to me? Don't meddle in my affairs."

She had a stubborn look on her face, as if she had already decided to go her own way, no matter what others said. If she wanted to get it, she had to ignore all her relatives.

She only had her own goal in mind, not other people's feelings. Her petite body trembled slightly, as if expressing her inner determination.

Gao Zhan and Feng Lianlian left angrily, leaving Ruan Qingshu alone. The sun shone in the yard, but the golden light seemed to be blocked by an invisible membrane, and could not shine into Ruan Qingshu's dark heart at all.

She tilted her head slightly, watching the backs of her cousin and his wife leaving, and raised her chin slightly, with disdain on her delicate face, without any sense of guilt, and turned back to her room nonchalantly. Her high heels made a crisp sound on the ground, as if announcing her stubbornness and willfulness.

The room was decorated with gorgeous decorations that exuded a luxurious atmosphere. The dazzling crystal chandelier cast a soft light, but it reflected the emptiness and indifference in Ruan Qingshu's heart.

She continued her fashion show that seemed to never get boring. When she thought about how she had made a lot of money from Tao Bin yesterday, a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. That smile was like a blooming poppy, beautiful but deadly.

There was a greedy light in her eyes, as if these beautiful clothes were her weapons to conquer the world. These beautiful clothes were all very valuable, adding up to millions.

She looked at herself in the mirror, as if she saw a queen standing high above, with her eyes full of pride. She gently stroked the clothes on her body, the delicate fabric sliding across her fingertips, like a silky dream.

While looking at herself in the mirror, she whispered, "Duanduan, I'm here. Duanduan, wait for me..." Her voice was so gentle that it seemed like water could drip out, and her eyes were full of obsession and expectation.

But the dim light in the room seemed to hint at the impurity of her feelings. The light cast mottled shadows on her face, making her beauty look a little weird.

After a while, she suddenly felt her stomach moving. The movement made her frown instantly and an expression of disgust appeared on her face.

Her curved eyebrows were tightly knitted together, like two tangled ropes. She touched her belly with her hand and said viciously: "Little bastard, who told you to get into my belly! You are interfering with my good deeds!"

Her face was full of disgust, as if what was in her belly was not a little life but a trouble that she hated.

The breeze outside the window blew gently, and the gentle wind blew the curtains, but it could not blow away the restlessness in her heart. The curtains swayed gently in the wind, just like her restless heart.

She bit her lips, and her rosy lips turned slightly white. She swayed her body and looked at the mirror, her eyes full of doubt. "Is Qin Yi dead? I forgot to ask just now! It would be best if she was dead, saving time and effort!"

She muttered to herself, thinking about her plan. At this moment, the silence in the room seemed to tell of her coldness and ruthlessness. The silence was like a heavy yoke, pressing people to breathe.

"No, to be on the safe side, I have to ask!" She seemed to have suddenly thought of something and hurriedly took out her cell phone, which in her hand seemed like a key to unlock a secret. She called Tao Bin's cell phone.

On the other end of the phone, Tao Bin immediately answered his call, his voice full of flattery: "Dear Shushu! Do you miss me?" When Ruan Qingshu heard this, a look of disgust and disgust appeared on his face. That disgust was like a sharp blade that could cut a person's self-esteem into pieces.

I felt disgusted, as if I had heard something disgusting. "I missed you so much! Now I have a task to complete for me!" she said bluntly.

"Yes, Master! Please give me your orders!" Tao Bin was like a pug at this moment, obeying Ruan Qingshu's orders with a flattering smile on his face. That smile was like a mask, false and flattering.

"Go and see if Qinyi, who was in the inpatient department yesterday, is dead?" Ruan Qingshu said coldly.

"Ah?" Tao Bin almost dropped the phone next to his ear. His eyes widened, his face full of surprise, and the surprise was like a flood that instantly overwhelmed his rationality.

An inexplicable fear surged in his heart. But he did not dare to disobey Ruan Qingshu's order, so he could only bite the bullet and agree. At this time, the sky outside the window seemed to become gloomy, as if foreshadowing the coming storm. The dark clouds were like rolling ink, weighing heavily on people's hearts.

Tao Bin asked around in the inpatient department with a nervous mood, only to see his slightly hunched figure moving back and forth in the corridor, with beads of sweat on his forehead, sparkling in the light.

His eyes were full of nervousness and anxiety, and he looked around from time to time, as if he was worried that his purpose would be discovered. His fingers twisted together unconsciously, trembling slightly.

Finally, he learned that Qin Yi was staying in the luxurious VIP ward. He heard that she had undergone surgery and was fine, but she just needed a good rest and maintenance. Tao Bin muttered to himself, this is trouble.

His brows were furrowed, and a worried look appeared on his face, with wrinkles like deep ravines. He hurried back to his department, which was filled with the smell of disinfectant, making him feel even more depressed.

He quickly sent a WeChat message to Ruan Qingshu, his fingers trembling slightly on the phone screen, as if the phone weighed a thousand pounds. His eyes were full of helplessness and entanglement, and the entanglement was like a tangled thread that could not be untied.

Ruan Qingshu was anxiously waiting for news. She paced back and forth in the room like an ant on a hot pot, her beautiful high heels making a "tapping" sound on the floor, as if telling of her inner irritability.

Her face was gloomy, and her eyes were flashing with anger, like a burning flame that seemed to burn everything. When she saw the WeChat message from Tao Bin, she was so angry that her teeth itched, and she kept cursing in her heart: "She was not killed even after this! She is lucky.

But she is still alive and well! My plan will not succeed." Her beautiful face was distorted by anger, and her lips were tightly pursed, like a tight thread.