Chapter 897 (1/2)

”Mom, you...” Ruan Mengmeng opened her mouth and almost thought she had heard something wrong.

What her mother said just now, what surprised Ruan Mengmeng most was not that Chen Qingzhi asked her to go back It is Chen Qingzhi, who mentioned the death of Ruan's poems in a light way.

Just like that, it seems that the one who died was not Chen Qingzhi's own daughter, but an ordinary person.

Ruan Mengmeng could not accept such an attitude.

The girl grabbed Chen Qingzhi's wrist and lost control for a moment: ”Mom, you know what happened to my sister You, you are not sad, don't you want to go with me to see my sister

”Hiss Pain, you scratch me When Chen Qingzhi was caught by Ruan Mengmeng, his perfect face suddenly distorted.

It is a person's most instinctive expression in the face of disgust and dislike.

But Chen Qingzhi's facial expression management is too in place, but in a flash, she remembered her own situation, and quickly restrained the disgust that flashed on her face.

Ruan Mengmeng was already surprised and hurt her mother.

She immediately let go, but it was too late. Chen Qingzhi's slender white wrist had been swollen and swollen --

moreover, with Ruan Mengmeng's hand released, Chen Qingzhi's right wrist drooped in an extremely weak state.

Chen Qingzhi's delicate and beautiful apricot eyes flit through the dim light, which hides her accusation of the past - come, come again, that kind of bad memory about the past.

She gave birth to two children, one is more intelligent near demon, the other is powerful.

When she gave birth to them, she was fed up with the two children.

The big one likes to ask why, what and how Always pestering her to ask questions, as if to all things are curious, her mother is always asked by the child speechless, is really shameful.

The smaller one is more exaggerated