Su Wanwan's lips trembled in anger, and she wrung her fingers tightly under the quilt, "Oh, I really don't know who gave you this innate stubbornness? You are the descendant of a murderer with blood on your hands, you have What kind of capital is showing off its power here?¡±
Mu Zhao squinted his eyes and looked at her unfathomably: "Who is the murderer?"
Su Wanwan felt a flash of joy in her heart when she saw the faint anger between Mu Zhao's brows.
"Huh? Are you pretending to be crazy or stupid?"
"Your grandma's hands were stained with blood, so many imperial soldiers were stained with blood in the Southern Xinjiang territory, so that 108 dead souls had no homes to return to, so that the Sheng family and his wife died without complete bodies"
"Even if she died a hundred or ten thousand times, it would not be enough to relieve her hatred."
"And you, a descendant of a terrorist, not only have no awakening to atone for your sins, but you are still so arrogant and domineering. Whose face are you relying on? Are you relying on Xixiu's scepter?"
"Ha! I really don't know what Xi Xiu is thinking? Is it to keep a descendant of a country-hated family member around to remind him of his hatred and enmity, or is his love really overriding the blood feud of his parents"
Speaking of this, Su Wanwan laughed disdainfully: "From what I see, he just likes your skin, and feels that killing you all at once will not satisfy his hatred. Only the long torture for the rest of his life is the real pleasure. After all, you don¡¯t want him to pester you so much, don¡¯t you?¡±
After hearing her beeping, Mu Zhao raised his chin with a blank expression: "Are you done?"
Su Wanwan looked so calm, but she felt like a dog barking everywhere. Her eyes were red and she didn't speak for a long time.
Mu Zhao glanced at her contemptuously, "That's it, just keep it. The debt between you and me has to be settled slowly."
After Mu Zhao finished speaking, Nan Huan walked over from the window with a faint smile hidden in his eyes. He glanced at Su Wanwan coldly, "You said that a disabled person has given birth to a child? Are you serious? Find a gold medal gynecologist. Let the doctor check it, okay?"
Mu Zhao said in a long and cooperative tone: "Okay, Miss Su said she had a caesarean section, why don't you strip naked first and take a look at the scar on her belly?"
Nan Huan pretended to push Mu Zhao and said briskly: "Baby, are you stupid? Not to mention the scar, even people can fake it. What's the point of examining the scar? You have to take off your pants, Let's do an ultrasound to see if the uterus has given birth"
Su Wanwan¡¯s face was ugly, and she was terrified inside, ¡°How dare you!¡±
Nan Huan pulled her lips and said lightly: "Do you think I dare?"
After Nan Huan said this, he slowly looked at Mu Zhao with a smile, "Baby, look at her guilty conscience. If you don't know, you'd think she just told a big lie to deceive the chief. What do you think, if Chief Sheng and Mr. Grandpa Sheng knows that she cheated and deceived their relationship, what will happen to her? Also, I did have someone test the child's DNA, and it's just as gentle as Chief Shanda."
"Tell me, why is it so strange?"
"She didn't use any unscrupulous medical technology to fake the real thing and deceive us all, right?"
"Well, if that kind of technology really exists, where will the resources come from for her disability?"
Nan Huan said, her voice gradually rising, and she was astonished as if she had discovered a new world, "Wow, could it be that she joined some terrorist group? She is a terrorist, right?"
Mu Zhao pulled her lips, looked at Su Wanwan's pale and bloodless face, and said to Nan Huan calmly: "Huanhuan, look, you scared her away!"