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[122] Who is the mysterious woman asking for a monthly ticket?

"How come you have my phone number..." Qiao Moli asked curiously.

"I know everything about you... Qiao Moli, I will send the cold number to your phone later. I don't need to teach you other things, right?"

After the mysterious woman finished speaking, she hung up the phone directly.

Qiao Moli listened to the hanging up sound on the other end of the phone, and a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes.

Who is this woman?

Why did she know so much about them?

It seems that I know everything about them...

However, no matter who she is, what Qiao Moli can be sure of is that she is the one who hates Qiao Weiwei as much as she...

The next time she meets, she must find a way to tear off the woman's mask and see who she is.

"Click..." The door was pushed open with force, and Qiao Moli threw the phone at the bed and looked at the door.

Chen Bihua walked in with an unhappy look on his face, and said, "Look at the good things you did. Until now, those flies are still surrounding our doorstep. The TV, newspapers and magazines are full of news about you. If I were you, I would have hit you to death..." As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Bihua had already walked to Qiao Moli.

She glanced at Qiao Moli coldly and nodded Qiao Moli's head with her fingers.

"I have said something good that I did a long time ago! This is all because of Qiao Weiwei's good work, it's all because of her. She instructed Ou Xiangbei and Liangyi to find someone to treat me like this! I have read enough of those messages and those scolding words. Mom, can you not condemn me with them? I'm not wrong. All the mistakes are on Qiao Weiwei!" Qiao Moli stomped her feet on the floor impatiently, then sat on the bed with a bulging look on her face.

Speaking of Qiao Weiwei, Qiao Moli's hand that fell beside her was clenched with fists.

A pair of eyes was filled with terrifying fire.

"You damn girl, don't say that little guy hurt you! You deserve it, how could you do that to her? You really want her life!" Chen Bihua's fingers poked Qiao Moli's forehead again, and a red fingerprint was printed on Qiao Moli's forehead.

Qiao Moli was in pain, covered her forehead and looked up at Chen Bihua's slightly annoying face on her head, and shouted: "I hate others poking my forehead with my fingers the most, it hurts very much! What's wrong with me? She has bullied me since she was a child and looked down on you. She also stole the man I love the most. If she hadn't been cold-bo, would she leave me? She would have angered my dad to death! If it weren't for her, my dad wouldn't have died so early! She was the disaster star of this family. I did this to do the way for heaven!"

In the end, Qiao Moli became a little hysterical.

A face gradually distorted due to anger.

His blood and energy were on his head, his face was bright red.

"Pan!" A slap was pressed on her cheek. She covered her hot face, and her scarlet eyes with mist looked at Chen Bihua with anger, shouting: "What are you doing? What are you doing when you hit me? Did I say wrong?"

She did something wrong, my mother wants to hit her like this!

Is she wrong?

Qiao Weiwei is the disaster star of this family, and she is Qiao Moli's nemesis!

She doesn't think there is anything wrong with doing that!

"Bang!" Chen Bihua raised his hand, and another hot slap printed on Qiao Moli's other face...

"What are you doing! Are you hitting me for Qiao Weiwei?" Qiao Moli pounded the bed twice, stamped her feet, screaming and facing Chen Bihua's burning eyes...

"Qiao Moli, you want to take revenge on her. I don't object to it, but this is a life-related matter. Have you ever thought about what would happen if she died? Do you think you can stay out of it? I hit you not for Qiao Weiwei, but for you! For myself! Do you want to be a murderer?" Chen Bihua growled.

It hit the child's body, the pain was in my mother's heart. Looking at Qiao Moli's swollen face, Chen Bihua's heart was cut like a knife...

"So what if you become a murderer? Our family has money. Then you can just use the money to settle it for me. When I was a child, I fought with a female classmate and I scratched her face with a knife. Don't you use the money to settle it for me? Is there any thing that can't be settled in this world?"

"Qiao Moli! Show me the situation clearly! She is the person on Liang Bo's heart, and he is different from that girl. That girl is just the daughter of a migrant worker, but she is not! Do you think our family is rich or the Liang family is rich? At that time, I'm afraid Liang Bo will do you directly before the police!" Seeing that Qiao Moli couldn't listen to her advice at all, Chen Bihua bent down, put his hands on Qiao Moli's shoulders, and kept shaking her, saying word by word.

"I don't know... I don't know! I just know I hate her. I have hated her since I was a child. I hate her even more after she stole my cold-bo. This makes me embarrassed and I hate her even more! Mom! I hate her, I hate her!" Finally, Qiao Moli's voice became a little choked, and tears accidentally burst out from her eyes...

Her hands clenched tightly into fists again, her nails were deeply embedded in her white palms, and her whole body trembled slightly.

"Hate her, there are many ways to torture her... I hate her, and you may not have to kill her. If killing people doesn't have to pay for your life, I strangled her to death when she was a child! I hate her more than you, and I hope she will die more!" Chen Bihua leaned forward again and hugged Qiao Moli in her arms. At the end of her speech, she sighed...

"Moshimoshi..." The phone text message ringtone rang at this moment. Qiao Moli pushed Chen Bihua away, picked up her phone, and looked at the cool number sent by the mysterious woman to her. Her eyes tightened, and her smile became colder and ruthless...

"Yes... It's good to make her life worse than death if she doesn't kill her..." The hand holding the phone trembled slightly because she used too much force...

"Qiao Moli, I tell you, don't do it too much!" Chen Bihua warned again.

Instead, Qiao Moli returned to her gentle smile, as if she had changed her body. She looked at Chen Bihua and said with a smile: "Mom... don't worry. I'm hungry, I want to eat the braised pork ribs you made."

"Okay, you're waiting here, I'll do it for you now." As he said that, Chen Bihua turned around and left the room.

After Chen Bihua left, Qiao Moli slowly stood up, took out the blue medicine from the drawer of the bedside table, put it in the palm of her hand, looked at it carefully, and said, "Jiao Weiwei, don't worry, I will not only let the nude photo reenact on you... I will also make you completely lose Bo's love for you because of this incident... I see that you are defiled at that time, so what else can you love Bo's face? Will Bo continue to treat you as usual? Humph..."
Chapter completed!
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