Yang Cui was trembling with fear, but Qi's old mother had already twisted her body more obviously, looking at Yu Miao's direction with her two cloudy old eyes, her eyes were fierce and hateful, as if she wanted to peel off her skin.
When this person was still intact, Yu Miao wasn't even afraid, let alone now.
She sat on the seat, crossed her legs, and shook her toes easily:
"Oh, don't stare at me like this. I also kindly wanted you to see me, but unfortunately, your son is not very able to bear it. Before I have time to see you for the last time, the pain is unbearable. Be careful that you won't wake up again. It's a pity, if I knew it earlier, I would have brought you here a day or two earlier."
Finding that the hatred in old mother Qi's eyes was more obvious, Yu Miao smiled and clapped her hands:
"But don't worry, I'm still very considerate. I spent a lot of effort to make the temperature in this house like this, so as to ensure that his body will not rot prematurely. You family, you always have to see first." Let's meet and say goodbye? Otherwise, after a few days, I won't recognize anyone, what should I do?"
Every time she said a word, Qi's mother felt that the veins on her forehead would twitch a little bit, and her heart ached and depressed.
Before she could slow down, she carried it back in one breath, and fainted from anger.
Yang Cui was even more afraid.
There was hate in her eyes as well, but more fear and begging, she moved her body with difficulty, trying to get away from her, and made a "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" sound.
Yu Miao patted her forehead: "Hey, look at my memory, I forgot that you can't talk anymore."
With that said, she got up and walked towards the two of them.
Yang Cui was frightened into chaos, a face that was not white at first, and now there was no blood at all.
When Yu Miao took a step forward, she shrank back a little.
But in the end he couldn't avoid it, and the distance was getting closer and closer.
Yu Miao didn't do anything to them, but directly tore off the tape on their mouths with one hand.
The tape that was torn off this time even broke the skin on their mouths.
Normally irritable, and no one would dare to offend Mrs. Qi, she woke up again from the pain.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Yu Miao who was standing not far from her, and the black tape that had fallen next to her face.
"You bastard, bitch! How dare you hurt my son like that, I want you to die! Die! Die! You wait for me, I will find someone to deal with you. My mother will let you A thing with a thousand riders oh!"
Without saying a word, his mouth was stuffed with a piece of dirty and smelly cloth, the original color of which could hardly be seen clearly.
"It's too noisy, it's cuter not to talk," Yu Miao withdrew her hand, frowned in disgust, and looked at Yang Cui again, "Do you have something to say?"
Yang Cui shook her head frantically and said with her mouth shaking:
"Let let me go, please, doctor, I know you are a good person, please let me go! Your family's affairs have nothing to do with me. I persuaded them before, but they didn't listen Ah! The Qi family forced me to participate in those things, and it has nothing to do with me!"
As soon as she heard that Qi Guolin was really dead, she was so frightened that she wished she could faint, and then woke up to find that everything was just a nightmare.
But this is simply a luxury.
In order to survive, she wished she could get rid of everything.
As for the Qi family
The son is gone, and the husband is also dead. What does her parents-in-law have to do with her? What friendship do those relatives have with her?
She just wants to live! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com