Wang Yuelin looked at Lan Mojie's angry expression, feeling secretly happy. She walked to Lan Mojie's side gracefully, holding Lan Mojie's arm, and said in a soft voice that could almost drown someone, "Husband, don't be angry. Qingyu is still young, and Qingyu has not lived well in recent years. It is because we ignored Qingyu that Qingyu has become arrogant and domineering. Husband, don't worry, I will definitely teach Qingyu well in the future. Now Sister Wei Yang is gone, and Qingze is nowhere to be found. Only Qingyu is left alone, how pitiful."

"Madam, if she dares to beat her own mother to death today, she will kill us tomorrow. If I don't teach that little bastard a severe lesson today, where can I put my face?" Lan Mojie has a good appearance, very handsome like Pan An. He is completely different from the Huang Jue he met today. They are completely incomparable.

"My husband, Qingyu is your flesh and blood after all. No matter what you did to offend me, death is like the extinguishing of a light. You have suffered a lot over the years. My husband, for the sake of our friendship, please forgive Qingyu this time!" Wang Yuelin patiently advised. If Lan Qingyu were here, she would definitely vomit after hearing Wang Yuelin's touching words.

On the surface, this was a plea for Lan Qingyu, but in reality, it was once again opening Lan Mojie's scars and once again sending Lan Qingyu to hell.

Sure enough, Lan Mojie's face turned ashen, and his hard face was filled with endless coldness. He waved his sleeves in anger, "Humph, Madam, there is no need to plead for that little bastard anymore."

"Husband, please don't be angry. I won't say anything more as your wife, but husband, even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. No matter whether Qingyu is your biological daughter or not, you can't go too far." Wang Yuelin's eyes were full of worry and she looked disapproving.

Only Wang Yuelin herself knew how much she wished Lan Qingyu would die immediately, especially when she saw that Lan Qingyu's eyebrows were 90% similar to that man's, she felt so angry that her teeth were itching.

"Oh, madam, you are always so soft-hearted. You can't be so kind. What should I do?" Lan Mojie sighed helplessly.

Lan Qingyu was completely unaware of the eye drops Wang Yuelin had put on her. When she came out of the inner room, she saw that her dilapidated house was full of people, and she appeared so suddenly that everyone could see her clearly.

"Hurry up and tell the master that the little bitch Lan Qingyu has appeared." A servant gave the order immediately when he saw Lan Qingyu appear.

Lan Qingyu saw the room full of servants, sneered secretly, ignored these people and walked out on his own.

As soon as Lan Mojie saw Lan Qingyu coming out, his brows darkened and a fierce and vicious murderous aura emerged from his dark eyes.

Lan Qingyu had never seen this person before in little Lan Qingyu's memory, but she had seen the bitch next to this person. This was a formation, and it looked like they were here to capture a criminal.

"You finally come out. Tell me, where have you been?" Lan Mojie's tone was extremely cold, his face full of impatience.

Lan Qingyu ignored the murderous look, walked to the side of Lan Mojie, raised her head, and looked at Lan Mojie nonchalantly, "Who are you? Are you mobilizing so many people to seek justice for this old woman of yours? No, shouldn't it be me, the so-called scumbag father, who is seeking justice? Seeing that you look like a decent person, this girl advises you that some women can be provoked, and some women are best to be kept away from, otherwise you will die without knowing how you died."

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