Chapter 110 How can you expect her to be good?

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Mu Ling's grip on the knife became tighter and tighter, and the thoughts that flashed through her mind became stronger and stronger.

If she died, would her father regret it, regretting that he had been dissatisfied with her for so many years because she was a girl.

She stared at Mu's mother reluctantly, and raised her hand holding the knife slightly, and then dropped it decisively and quickly.

"No, Aling, Aling!"

Seeing this scene, Mu's mother crawled towards Mu Ling, and her eyes seemed to have lost her soul and could not move when she touched the ground with more and more blood.

Her mouth was still open, but she didn't dare to look up any more.

However, a cry from her ear made her come back to her senses suddenly.

"Qi Su, you are crazy!" Mu Ling's voice was full of confusion and panic.

Mu's mother quickly looked up and found that Qi Su, who had quietly circled behind Mu Ling before, had actually caught the knife that Mu Ling had just dropped.

But his hand was half holding Mu Ling's hand, and half blocking Mu Ling and the blade. The blood splashing on the ground was the blood that flowed out after Qi Su's palm was cut by the blade.

The moment Mu Ling noticed Qi Su reaching out to grab the knife, she had already retracted her strength, but the strength she had used with the determination to die could not be relieved at all.

"I'm not crazy." Qi Su stared at Mu Ling with scarlet eyes, with fear and shock:

"You really want to die."

If he had been a little later, or if his hand had not blocked the blade, Mu Ling would have really died.

He didn't dare to recall the scene just now, and he was trembling with fear:

"Why do you have to use such an extreme method? Do you know how many people are trying to live well? How can you not care about your life so much!"

"What does it have to do with you, let go!"

Mu Ling stared at Qi Su's hand holding her knife, but Qi Su held her hand and the blade tightly.

Seeing more and more blood flowing from his palm, Mu Ling had to admit defeat and let go first. Qi Su immediately seized the opportunity to completely take the knife in his hand.

The blood dripped from his palm holding the knife faster and faster, and Mu Ling felt pain just looking at it.

At this time, Qi Su only felt that the wound on Mu Ling's neck was extremely glaring.

He really never thought that Mu Ling, who looked outgoing and lively, and seemed carefree, actually had the courage to commit suicide.

"Brother Qi Qin." When Mu Ling saw Qi Qin coming over, she felt like she saw a life-saving straw, and said anxiously:

"Qi Su's hand, take him to see a doctor, go quickly."

"I know." Qi Qin patted Mu Ling's head to comfort her: "But you must promise me not to be impulsive again."

They all saw clearly just now that if Qi Su hadn't stopped Mu Ling, she would have died now.

Mu Ling pursed her lips, although she didn't say anything, but Qi Qin knew very well that Mu Ling probably didn't have the courage to cut her own neck again.

If it weren't for Mu's father's provocation just now, Mu Ling wouldn't have done this.

He looked at Qi Su: "Come with me to treat the wound first."

Fortunately, Qi Su stretched out his hand to block the blade, otherwise it would be hard to say whether Mu Ling would live or not.

The private doctor of the Mu family was waiting nearby, and Qi Su followed Qi Qin silently.

Although the wound on Mu Ling's neck was still bleeding, the wound was not deep, and it didn't hurt the artery, so Qi Qin didn't take her there.

The doctor couldn't treat two people at the same time.

As soon as the two left, Mu's father also came to Mu Ling.

Seeing that she was still staring at the direction where Qi Qin and the others left, Mu's father immediately scolded her angrily: "

Ridiculous, if you really died, it would be fine, but now that Qi's hand is injured like that, how can I explain to the Qi family? Why did I give birth to such a nonsense thing like you!"

"I was born by my mother, what does it have to do with you? Don't make yourself sound so noble."

Mu Ling now sees the true nature of her father. In this case, why should she wrong herself for his meager fatherly love.

Perhaps he was angry at Mu Ling's rebellious appearance, even in front of so many people, Mu's father still raised his hand high.

Mu Ling saw his slap coming down but didn't dodge, just stubbornly staring at Mu's father's eyes, unwilling to see a trace of softness in his eyes.

But there was no.

There was only anger in his eyes, only anger at her disobedience.

Mu Ling's only remaining hope disappeared with the slap from Mu's father.

Just as Father Mu was about to slap Mu Ling in the face, a cold voice suddenly came over.

"Mr. Mu has a bad temper."

After a short sentence, Father Mu's hand stopped just a few centimeters away from Mu Ling's cheek.

Everything happened too quickly, and Mother Mu immediately protected Mu Ling behind her after she reacted.

She stared at Father Mu like a hen protecting her cubs: "How could you hit A Ling? If you didn't favor boys over girls, if you didn't force her to marry into the Qi family, what happened today wouldn't have happened at all."

"How could you bear to hit her? She is your only child, your only child, how could you bear to do that!!"

"If she was a little more obedient..." Father Mu wanted to blame Mu Ling for how absurd her actions were today, but Mother Mu suddenly raised her hand and slapped Father Mu.

With the sound of a crisp slap, Father Mu stopped talking abruptly.

Mu's mother's chest was heaving: "How can you expect her to be good?"

"She knows that you, her father, don't like her, but she has made friends and learned everything according to your requirements. How can you expect her to be good?"

"Mr. Mu, I tell you that I only have one daughter, A Ling, in my life. If you still want a son, you can. We will divorce and you can find someone else to have one!"

As soon as these words came out, Mu's father's expression changed visibly.

He didn't care even if he was slapped on the face. He looked at Mu's mother and said,

"How could I find another woman?"

The two of them worked hard to make a fortune together. Only they themselves knew the hardships they had gone through over the years.

How could he betray his first wife?

However, Mu's mother had no intention of listening to Mu's father's explanation. She looked at Jiang Yanci who interrupted Mu's father's slap just now.

"Mr. Jiang, did Yuanzi invite you here?"

In Hong Kong City, it is estimated that only Qi Qin has the face to invite Jiang Yanci at any time.

"Yes." Jiang Yanci nodded, and his eyes fell on Mu Ling, who shrank her neck and dared not look at them behind Mu's mother. He didn't say anything to Mu Ling, but that cold look seemed to say everything.