"Qingyue!"

Mo Jue was angry and wanted her to shut up and stop talking.

No matter how stupid he is, he can see Leng Qingyue's deep malice towards Miss Jun.

Even those people didn't make any noise. Who knew that the child was dead? Everyone could see that Miss Jun was in a wrong state, but she spoke out. This was clearly trying to stimulate Miss Jun.

At this moment, a very sad voice came from behind.

"ah......"

What a sad voice that was, everyone who heard it was broken.

Mo Jue suddenly turned around and saw Qin Zhen kneeling on the ground.

Xiao Fengqi stopped in an instant and rushed back to Qin Zhen with a steadily.

"Zhen'er, Zhen'er..."

Leng Qingyue's words were like a knife that slashed Qin Zhen's head, tearing open the illusion of her self-deception.

She finally saw clearly that her child, her little Mo... was dead! She was beyond recognition and her flesh was rotten.

Tears fell down one by one, and she cried in sorrow that she didn't know how to express her inner pain.

She hugged the child in her arms tightly and whimpered.

Such a cold and beautiful person is full of sorrow and despair at this moment. At this moment, she is a mother who has lost her child.

"My baby, mother's baby, open your eyes and see if your mother is good. Mother is here to find you and pick you up home. Look at mother, Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo..."

Qin Zhen looked at the child in his arms and cried and begged.

When she jumped into the pit, she saw the familiar blue brocade quilt and the silver bracelet on the child's wrist, and she knew that she didn't want to believe it, and couldn't believe it. She just thought that all this was an illusion. Her child was still lying there, just asleep.

But Leng Qingyue reminded her over and over again, mercilessly exposing her disguise and self-deception.

She couldn't escape and had nowhere to hide. Her child was dead, dead.

Such a young child, who didn't even pass his birthday and didn't even shout a mother, why was he killed by someone?

Thinking of the little rattle she bought for Xiao Mo at home, when she shook it gently, Xiao Mo giggled and her eyes that were big and bright like grapes, she couldn't see clearly at this time.

"Xiao Mo, open your eyes and see if your mother is good. Your mother is here to find you. Look at your mother and see your mother."

She cried so hard that she couldn't help herself, and the despair and praying in her voice made many people blush.

Chu Liuying cried, and the Chu couple cried.

The head of the Meng family turned his head, and Meng Yihe felt like he was blocked. He had not become a parent yet, but he knew what kind of pain this was.

Mo Jue's eyes turned even red. He wanted to come forward and say something, but he couldn't say a word.

He looked at Leng Qingyue with a sharp blade, and his disgust was uncovered, as if he was about to overflow.

Leng Qingyue's face was pale, and she couldn't say anything in her heart. She was happy and unwilling to accept it. Especially her adoptive father Mo Cheng had also cast a dissatisfaction sight. She lowered her head and covered her flickering eyes.

"Zhen'er."

At this moment, Xiao Fengqi couldn't even say a word to comfort Qin Zhen.

But he couldn't cry, all the pain was hidden in his heart. He stretched out his hand and wanted to hold Qin Zhen in his arms.

But Qin Zhen couldn't hear it, maybe she could hear it, but she couldn't react at all.

She just wanted to hold Xiao Mo tightly.

"Qin Zhen, Xiao Mo has left, you want to avenge him."

Chu Liuying couldn't stand it anymore, he gritted his teeth and said.

He had seen Qin Zhen’s most devastating appearance because he knew that Xiao Hongyu had betrayed her, and her memory was wrong again. When she thought she died at the top of Beishan Mountain, she also cried. She cried desperately and collapsed, and the tears in her eyes were shattered, but they were not as loud as they were at this moment, and the pain and despair in her heart were completely unable to find a place.
Chapter completed!