"Now that you understand your identity, don't say a bunch of groundless nonsense in front of me in the future!

Remember, Gong Mingxue is the real daughter, and you are the fake one! From now on, Gong Mingxue is the boss in this family.

If you still want to stay in the Gong family, be polite to her. Next time, it won't be as simple as a slap in the face. "

After saying that, Gong Mo glanced at Gong Yiren coldly and walked forward.

Gong Yiren was stunned, she felt like her head was a mess.

After her beloved father and mother passed away, she was already walking on thin ice in the Gong family.

Gong Mo had always known that she was fake, and he had always hated her and despised her, never giving her any kind look.

But she just liked Gong Mo, and she couldn't help falling in love with him.

She didn't know why, but she just liked the way Gong Mo couldn't stand her. The more he couldn't stand her, the more he hated her.

The more he ignored her, the more excited she became. This kind of stimulation and excitement was what Gong Yiren desired most.

As long as Gong Mo still noticed her, no matter what kind of attention it was,

Whether she was beaten or scolded, she was very pleased.

If it was in the past, she and Gong Mo could still maintain this abnormal relationship.

But after Gong Mingxue came, Gong Mo seemed to focus all his attention on Gong Mingxue.

This made Gong Yiren feel a great sense of crisis.

Gong Mingxue was still lying on the hospital bed, and Gong Mo was so kind to her that he even went so far as to ask the doctor for help.

If she wakes up later, there will be endless troubles.

Gong Yiren suddenly raised her head and looked towards the intensive care unit.

In the room, the nurse was still busy.

An evil thought emerged in Gong Yiren's mind.

Gong Mingxue must never wake up. So what if she is a fake daughter? As long as Gong Mingxue is not alive, then she is real!

……

A ray of early morning sunlight shone into the living room, and Gu Jingchen and Yun Jiu went out again, exhausted.

Mo Qiuling was sitting in the living room eating. She was very angry.

She thought she would live a happy life after coming to Gu's house, but she ended up being a widow.

Gu Jingchen went out early and came back late every day, sometimes he didn't even go home, and when he saw her, there was no expression on his face, and he was too lazy to even say a word to her.

In Gu Jingchen's eyes, she had less presence than the servants in the villa!

Mo Qiuling has really had enough!

"The buns are so unpalatable, Aunt Wang, isn't it time for you to improve your cooking skills?" Mo Qiuling took out all her anger on Aunt Wang.

"Then I'll make another one!" Aunt Wang was not angry. She took the buns off the table and walked to the kitchen with them.

"Da Meng, is the water boiling?" Aunt Wang asked.

Da Meng turned her head and nodded. Aunt Wang's eyes became moist, and she realized that Da Meng could no longer speak.

The burn marks on Dameng's mouth were shocking. Every time she saw them, Aunt Wang was helpless and could only sigh.

Dameng was already disfigured, but she was healthy. Aunt Wang didn't ask anything of her.

However, these days, Aunt Wang has clearly discovered that Dameng's personality has changed.

Although she used to have a hot temper, she was still cheerful and liked to laugh. She also liked to complain to others when she had nothing to do.

But now she smiles less and moves more slowly. No one knows what she is thinking.

She worked according to the routine. Every time she saw Mo Qiuling, she was filled with resistance and fear.

"Da Meng, are you hungry? Do you want to fill your stomach with these buns?"

Da Meng knew that the buns were what Mo Qiuling had left over.

She understood Aunt Wang's good intentions. Normally, they ate the buns to avoid wasting food.

But now Dameng really didn't want to eat. She was very resistant to everything Mo Qiuling made.

What’s more, they were the buns she returned!

Whenever she thought of Mo Qiuling, the incident in her mind where Mo Qiuling burned her throat with hot water would come to mind.

That was a permanent psychological shadow that she would never be able to erase.

Aunt Wang understood everything. She didn't say anything, but quietly took the spoon from Da Meng's hand and said, "If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. Go and take a rest. I'll do the work."

Dameng smiled at Aunt Wang and sat quietly beside the kitchen.

She has really changed a lot now, sitting very well, like a hedgehog with all its quills plucked out.

Timid.

At this time,

Mo Qiuling suddenly came over and saw Dameng sitting next to her. She pointed at her nose with a cold face and began to scold her: "What are you doing? Rest here.

Don't you know who you are? Don't think you can rest just because you are disfigured. Get up now!"

Mo Qiuling's voice was sharp and piercing, not letting Da Meng off the hook.

She was still angry about what Dameng had said before: "You are ugly to begin with, and now you look even uglier. Dameng, you are so ugly now, which man will want you in the future?

Why don’t you work hard?

If you work hard, you can be a nanny in the future and serve men. You can also have a man who wants you, right?"

Dameng's face turned pale and her body trembled from the humiliation. She was very afraid of Mo Qiuling.

She was scared when she heard her voice. She was afraid that Mo Qiuling would burn her with hot water again.

She couldn't hold on any longer, and she knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Mo Qiuling. The sound of "dong dong dong" rang out.

Da Meng didn't know how much strength she had used to kowtow, she could no longer feel the headache on her forehead.

"ill?!"

Mo Qiuling shook her head slightly, feeling that this woman was also crazy.

She quickly waved her hands and said speechlessly: "Forget it, forget it. You act like I'm torturing you, you're crazy!"

After Mo Qiuling left, Aunt Wang quickly pulled Dameng up. Dameng's forehead was bleeding from the impact.

Her eyes were glazed over and her gaze was unfocused.

Aunt Wang held Dameng in her arms and comforted her: "It's okay, Dameng, don't take what that woman said to heart.

You are not ugly, don't be afraid, okay? We all have to live a good life, okay? "

Da Meng's body was shaking.

Xiaoli stood at the door, looking at Aunt Wang and Daming, holding the ointment for scar treatment.

Without disturbing them, Xiaoli leaned against the wall and listened quietly to Aunt Wang, her eyes blurred with tears.

……

In the box of Lido Palace,

Ling Yue sat on the leather sofa, looking nervous.

"Mr. Gu, I sent bodyguards to look for Xue'er, but after a day and a night, there was no trace of her.

A few days ago, Xueer called me, but I was drunk and confused at the time, so I didn't answer.

I called back, but the phone was turned off. When I went to the police station to report the case, I also checked Xueer's phone number.

There is no payment record yet, so the phone clue is gone.

What about you, Mr. Gu, do you have any clues about Xue'er?"

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