Chapter 771: The truth of her parentage 3

Before Xia Qinglian could react, Ling Jue slapped her so hard that her face hurt.

She couldn't believe it. "You hit me? You little b*tch!"

She threw herself at Ling Jue. Ling Jue moved her feet and dodged her attack. She frowned and accepted the memory transmitted by Tang Yuan.

She suddenly fell silent...

"You still dare to dodge?!" Xia Qinglian was trembling with anger. Ling Jue, the child she raised, actually dared to hit her!

Ling Jue looked up and looked at Xia Qinglian with a strange gaze. This woman... Was so pitiful and hateful...

"You're so pitiful." Ling Jue took two steps back and looked at her with a dim gaze. "Really pitiful..."

"What are you talking about?" Xia Qinglian's face was ferocious. "What are you talking about? What do you mean I'm pitiful? Tell me clearly!"

"Hehe..." Ling Jue leaned against the wall, her tone heavy. "So, your biological son has already died."

Hearing that, Xia Qinglian's face was filled with fear.

How did she know?

Impossible!

No one knew about this!

She was the only one who was buried in her flesh and blood forever. As time passed, she almost forgot about the pain.

It turned out that after she was drugged by Mu Xueling that day, she mistakenly went into Su Chenwei's room and indeed had a fling with him.

However, Su Chenwei disappeared the next day, so she went into Ling Zhensheng's room next door and pretended to sleep with Ling Zhensheng.

She wanted that man to feel guilty for the rest of his life, and she also wanted Mu Xueling to feel disgusted for the rest of her life. This was the price Mu Xueling paid for drugging her

A few months later, she found out that she was pregnant.

At that time, she was at the peak of her career, so she resolutely quit her job to raise a child.

She planned to secretly give birth to the child herself.

Unfortunately, God's plan did not work out. That day, when she was cooking at home, the gas leaked, and the room was set on fire.

What made her even more miserable was that her son was also born when she was rescued. He suffocated to death.

She hugged her stiff and bloody child with her own hands and could only cry bitterly.

However, this was the child that she had hoped for for ten months.

She was unwilling to give up, so she went to steal a child.

She had worked in the hospital before, so she knew where the child's incubator was.

She ignored the pain in her body and entered the nursery in her white lab coat.

At that time, there was no one else in there. She could search one by one and find the most beautiful child to replace her child.

At that moment, she took a fancy to Ling Jue...

Unfortunately, she was a girl. She had such a beautiful face.

Her fingernails scratched the baby's tender face, and a streak of blood immediately appeared on her face.

Seeing this color, she thought of her child, the cold child.

Why did she have to endure all this?

She could have been a young girl in the prime of her life, marrying the person she liked. Unfortunately, her dream was ruined.

Mu Xueling and Ling Zhensheng... She wanted them to suffer for the rest of their lives!

She picked up the baby in her arms. Even though her face was scratched, she did not cry. When she opened her eyes, there was a smile in them.

She was jealous. Why couldn't her child survive? God wanted to take away her right to be a mother.

Other people's children were so bright and cute!

She hated, hated god for being unfair, hated the world for torturing her mercilessly!

She ran out of the hospital with the baby in her arms. In the days to come, she would vent all her hatred for the world, Ling Zhensheng, and the others on this child.

She hated her. Ling Jue had a pair of especially beautiful eyes.

She was even more beautiful when she cried...