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

Mu Zhen was stunned.

She subconsciously refuted Meng Xingluan's words.

"Impossible! My parents bought me a lot of beautiful clothes and gave me an allowance of 10,000 yuan every month. The room is also the largest in the family. How could it not be a good thing?"

Meng Xingluan's eyebrows were filled with pity.

Although her experience is very similar to Mu Zhen's, she does not lack love.

In the Taoist temple, her master and her brothers would pamper her.

Get whatever you want.

But Mu Zhen is different.

As she said herself, she grew up in an orphanage, where there were many children and few people to take care of them, so it was naturally impossible to cover everything.

There is even a strict punishment system.

Mu Zhen's life before adulthood was very difficult, but she survived.

She has never experienced any sweetness, so she has no resistance to the sugar-coated bullets from her biological parents.

Meng Xingluan knew that it would be cruel to tear off this layer of paper, but it was cruel to herself to remain indulging in that false love.

【Suddenly I have a bad feeling. 】

[The master is going to enlarge his moves! 】

[Beautiful ghost, hold on, I will be your strong backing! 】

"The clothes you call nice are just out-of-season items and old clothes that have been worn once that your adopted daughter doesn't like. They gave you a pocket money of 10,000 yuan. Your adopted daughter has two zeros more than you. As for the room... she dares to live in a haunted place. ?"

Every word was like a knife cutting into Mu Zhen's body.

Her eyes widened in disbelief, her body shook a few times, and she muttered something impossible.

A dream that Mu Zhen had weaved by himself was shattered.

Meng Xingluan had no reason to lie to her.

Mu Zhen became visibly depressed.

In fact, the things she said cannot stand the scrutiny of details, and every one of them has huge loopholes.

For example, clothes. She once saw a dress with a stain that hadn't been washed away.

If they were all brand new from the store, how could there be stains?

Then there's the money.

Mu Zhen once heard from a friend of his adopted daughter that her monthly pocket money was one million, with no upper limit.

But she didn't think much about it at first.

I have even found words to excuse my parents in my heart.

They gave her less than their adopted daughter because they were afraid that she would misuse it, and ten thousand a month was already a lot for her.

Finally there is the room.

The area is indeed the largest in the villa, but the decoration inside is very simple.

It looks like a guest room, but the one my adopted daughter lives in is pink and tender, and every decoration and ornament inside is expensive.

There is no harm without comparison.

Mu Zhen was really hurt at the time, but after her mother talked to her alone for a while, she felt relieved.

Because they said they were too hasty to prepare and did not have time to add many things, and they would arrange them slowly later.

Mu Zhen believed it.

But now everything has been torn away from the seemingly perfect packaging on the outside, revealing the dirty essence inside.

The barrage was quiet for a while.

For a moment I didn't know what to say.

I thought it was a blessing after suffering, but I didn't expect that I fell into another abyss and lost my life.

Mu Zhen looked to be in his early twenties at most, and his life had just begun, but he died.

Countless people feel as if a stone is weighing on their hearts, making them breathless.

[I don’t understand, since I don’t like my little sister, why should I take her back? 】

[Pretty ghost, don’t be sad, I will burn paper money, house and clothes for you from now on! 】

[If parents have to take exams, I don’t think any of them can get high scores. I thought it was exaggerated in novels, but I didn’t expect it to really exist in reality. 】

[What disgusting parents, who don’t love their biological children but love those who are not related by blood? Is your brain really not sick? 】

……

Mu Zhen said nothing.

Meng Xingluan was not in a hurry and waited for her to digest it.

At this time Xie Yanci came down from upstairs and thoughtfully poured her a glass of warm water.

Meng Xingluan raised his head and took a sip, and his dry and itchy throat felt better.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Xie Yanci did not sit down next to Meng Xingluan this time. Instead, he sat opposite her and worked with his computer.

Meng Xingluan was slightly surprised by this abnormal behavior, but did not delve into it too deeply.

Because my live broadcast is not over yet.

Mu Zhen reorganized his thoughts in a daze, and spoke in a cryptic voice: "Master, if they don't love me, then... why do they want to take me back? Isn't it good to let me wander alone?"

After thinking about it for a long time, Mu Zhen couldn't figure it out.

Maybe...they loved her a little bit?

At this moment, Mu Zhen still had a glimmer of hope for them, but Meng Xingluan chose to completely expose it without hesitation.

"Your biological parents take face very seriously. If they don't take the initiative to take you back, you will be laughed at by others if they find out that your true blood is leaking out. If your adopted daughter is pampered and pampered, you will be the one who cannot be put on the stage." The clown."

"They have never even acknowledged your identity to the outside world."

In this regard, the behavior of Mu Zhen's parents is exactly the same as that of the Meng family.

Mu Zhen's heart had begun to waver.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

But he still gritted his teeth and said, "I, I don't believe it."

Meng Xingluan looked at her with raised eyebrows.

"Then do you want to see the truth of the matter with your own eyes?"