"Zhang Fengjiao! You can't spout blood!"

Zhang Fengjiao is Mrs. Mu's name.

Hearing her slandering her son so much, Mrs. Qin stopped being sad, and immediately defended her shortcomings and refuted.

"Xueying's car accident is an accident. Even if Bei Ting can't get along with her, Rourou is his only son. How could he kill Rourou's biological mother? You must not mess around with such nonsense. Said."

The thing Mrs. Qin regretted most in her life was to separate her son from his beloved woman and force him to marry Mu Xueying.

Seeing her son's unhappy life, why doesn't she feel distressed?

In the past, when her son was having a good time outside, she turned a blind eye and closed her eyes, too lazy to persuade him.

Just give Mu Xueying some compensation as much as possible, and give the Mu family some compensation.

Now the daughter-in-law is gone.

She was also panicked.

"That's enough! Stop acting! I, Xueying, didn't come out of your stomach, how could you really love her?"

"If you really treat her as your child, what are you doing when she is not loved by her husband or bullied by those whores outside?"

"You are watching a play, you are watching, you have never been a good mother-in-law, you are just as bad as your son."

Qin Beiting comforted his son, and when he came down, he happened to see Zhang Fengjiao pointing at his mother and scolding him.

There wasn't much expression on his face, it could almost be described as numb.

Seeing Qin Bei stand upright, Zhang Fengjiao got up and rushed over, raised her hand and slapped Qin Beiting hard.

The hand was caught in mid-air.

Qin Bei looked at Zhang Fengjiao coldly.

Seeing the tears on the mother-in-law's face, he sneered: "You come here to make a fuss, you just want to take back the shares in your daughter's hands and give them to your prodigal son."

"..." Zhang Fengjiao was slightly taken aback.

She waited for Qin Beiting with cold eyes: "You murderer, you have a vicious heart, and you think everyone is like you. I gave her the shares in my daughter's hands. Now that she is dead, I naturally If you want to take it back, can it be cheap for you?"

Qin Beiting shook off Zhang Fengjiao, took out a silk scarf to wipe his soiled palms, and immediately threw the silk scarf on the ground like garbage, warning coldly: "That's what Xueying left for Rourou, Rourou If I took care of it temporarily before, you will die."

"What evidence do you have?"

"This is a suicide note, written by your daughter herself."

"Why is there a suicide note?"

Trembling, Zhang Fengjiao picked up the document that Qin Beiting had thrown over, and looked through it. It was her daughter's handwriting that was correct.

"Why did you do this? Just because she refused to allow you to divorce?"

Zhang Fengjiao tore up the suicide note and sneered: "You didn't say you caused the car accident? You forced her to write the suicide note? Qin Beiting, you have such a vicious heart."

Qin Beiting was in a very bad mood.

He didn't want to say a word to Zhang Fengjiao: "While I want to settle with you, make a price, otherwise you won't get anything."

Zhang Fengjiao cried a lot at first, but after Qin Beiting left, she stopped crying strangely.

The purpose of her coming today is to send Qin Beiting to prison.

However, the Qin family is so powerful, how can they do it without some despicable means?

Zhang Fengjiao wiped away the tears on her face, straightened her back, turned around and looked at Mrs. Qin from above, and warned coldly:

"My daughter was killed by your son and your family. I want you to pay the price and wait for me."

"I... I think you are crazy!"

Mrs. Qin sternly cursed at the back: "Don't come here again. If you have anything to do, I'll see you in court. It's really bad luck to get involved with your Mu family! It's too difficult!"

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