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Fortunately, Lin Dai'er had done physical labor in prison for five years, and her physical fitness was not bad, so she escaped from the dead door again.

As soon as she woke up, she heard crying in grief, and when she turned her head, she saw Li Meijiao sitting by the bed, crying as if her own daughter had died.

Super exaggerated crying scene okay!
Lin Daier frowned in disgust: "I'm not dead yet, it's too early for you to cry now!"

Hearing this, Li Meijiao stopped crying: "Dai'er, you're finally awake, I'm worried about you to death. Your father is really serious, it doesn't matter how serious you are. Are you still in pain?"

This is so submissive and pleasing, but it's a pity that Lin Dai'er is not so easy to fool!
"Ah!"

She snorted coldly, shamelessly: "If I die, you will be just as happy as you want."

Li Meijiao lowered her eyes and put on a look of pity: "Dai'er, I know you don't like it. After all, stepmother is the most difficult thing in the world, but I really treat you like my own daughter."

"Come on! You still keep that trick against the old man. It's useless in front of me. What's the matter with you coming to me?

"Did you call the police? Yesterday the police arrested your father on the grounds of abuse. This scandal has spread on the Internet, and now the shareholders are about to fall out."

Lin Dai'er's heart skipped a beat, and her pale face became even more ugly: "It's not me, I'm not stupid enough to make a family scandal known to everyone."

Wealthy families attach great importance to family glory, so that some wealthy wives help their husbands raise illegitimate children in order to save face.

Li Meijiao curled her lips and smiled softly, persuading her gently.

"I also don't think you will be so heartless and want to send your father to prison. At that time, your father was too angry. Later, he regretted it and asked me about your injury several times. Anyway, he It's your father, right?"

Lin Dai'er hated Li Meijiao's acting as a fake good person, but for Lin's sake, she really wanted to get her father out, so she called the police.

Generally speaking, if the victim does not complain, the police will not deal with it.

But the attitude over there was extremely firm: "This matter is not only your family matter, but also has a very bad impact on the society. We must rectify the bad atmosphere."

Lin Dai'er naturally understood what it meant.

After she hung up the phone, she said to Li Meijiao with all her heart: "The superiors won't let me go, but I will deal with it as soon as possible. You go back first."

"Okay, I'll cook angelica crucian carp soup for you, which is good for healing wounds." Li Meijiao reminded thoughtfully.

Lin Daier refused rather shamelessly: "No need, I'm afraid you'll poison me to death."
A hint of imperceptible resentment appeared on Li Meijiao's soft face, and it quickly hid it.

She still did not forget to play the role of a good stepmother: "Then I will leave without disturbing your rest."

After Li Meijiao left, Lin Dai'er felt a dull pain in her head as she watched Lin's stock price keep falling.

Logically speaking, not many people knew about her injury. Who leaked the news?

Then look for the suspect from the beneficiary behind it, and suddenly a jade-like face pops up in your mind.

She hesitated, and reluctantly dialed the man's phone.

No one answered the phone until it stopped ringing, until the fifth call was made, and the other end finally connected.

"Ms. Lin, hello! I'm Mr. Shen's special assistant, Wu Zuo. Mr. Shen is in a meeting, so it's inconvenient to answer the phone."

Lin Dai'er forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart, and asked politely: "When will Mr. Shen be free?"

"Sorry, I can't give you the exact time."

Wu Zuo is indeed from Shen Mochuan, and on the surface he is a gentleman and polite, but deep down he has a sense of superiority and alienation.

Lin Dai'er knew that Shen Mochuan was angry because she pissed him off yesterday.

While instructing the lawyer to find a way to release him, she insisted on calling Shen Mochuan three times a day, but all of them were rejected without exception.

Until the sixth day, a unique soft and low magnetic voice came from the other end of the phone: "What's the matter?"

Lin Dai'er coaxed the little ancestor nicely: "Are you done?"

"No!" Shen Mochuan replied with pity on ink like gold.

For the glory of the family, she lowered herself into the dust: "It's eleven o'clock in the evening, no matter how busy you are, you should pay attention to rest."

Shen Mochuan pointedly broke through her disguise: "You can't wish for my sudden death in your heart!"

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Just now she was really looking forward to Shen Mochuan's sudden death, and she was ashamed: "Mr. Shen, the etiquette teacher should have told you not to meddle in other people's family affairs. You seem to be too lenient."
Shen Mochuan sneered at the other end, his tone was icy cold: "It turns out that Miss Lin is a holy mother, but you kill people very quickly, killing people with one blow."

Lin Dai'er was very afraid that others would mention that terrible past, so her lips were tightly pursed into a line.

In the next second, the door was suddenly kicked open with a loud 'bang'.

Shen Mochuan walked in with a stormy body all over his body, his face was as cold as the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month.

Immediately, the whole room was filled with a sense of anxiety that the end of the century was approaching.

Lin Dai'er didn't expect Shen Mochuan to come, and was taken aback for a moment.Then she folded her fingers together, tightly gripped the bed sheet and asked with a flattering smile, "Mr. Shen, why are you here?"

Shen Mochuan's icy eyes, as dark as the night, stared at Lin Dai'er's fake smiling face, and said gloomyly, "I've come to see how you're in so much pain."

"Hey, Mr. Shen succeeded. In the past five days, I have been tortured physically and mentally. I can't eat or sleep. I can only live on the nutrient solution."

She replied half-truthfully in a joking tone.

Shen Mochuan walked towards her with strides, and with every step he took, her heart beat faster.

When he stood in front of her, her heart beat so fast that it would jump out of her throat.

Shen Mochuan sat down in front of Lin Daier, handed a document to Lin Daier and ordered, "Sign it!"

Lin Dai'er opened the document suspiciously. It contained content about Shen's acquisition of Lin's, but the conditions were extremely harsh, which is the so-called hostile takeover.

The more she looked down, the darker her face became.

After reading halfway through, she couldn't bear to close the document vigorously, and looked up at Shen Mochuan: "My grandfather was forced to death by this contract, right?"
At the beginning, her grandfather also thought about negotiating with Shen, and repeatedly lowered his head, almost buried in the mud, but Shen pressed every step of the way, forcing the old man to suffer from heart failure.

Shen Mochuan sat by the hospital bed, nodded expressionlessly: "Yes!"

"Anyway, Mrs. Lin used to be the boss of the cruise ship. The conditions you offered are too unfair. This is undoubtedly a robber. We will never agree."

"You said it was just once. When we talk next time, the price will only be one-tenth of the current price."

Lin Dai'er gasped heavily in anger, touching the wound again, gasping for breath in pain.

She maintained her last pride, raised her head and retorted unconvinced: "There is no chance for us to talk again."

Shen Mochuan's cool index finger landed on Lin Dai'er's delicate neck. She was terrified, and the hairs on her skin stood up one by one.