Chapter 87 Gu Xinran’s Death

Author: Furongjia

Chapter 87 Gu Xinran’s Death

"Young Master Heng is really miserable. He has lost his mother since he was a child and was not loved. Now he has been burned to death in a fire and there is no place to put his body." Qingzhu said.

"This is also his fate. His mother." Song Huilan hesitated, feeling that she had said too much.

She recalled what happened after she entered the mansion. At that time, Ling Heng's mother was pretty good to her and did not get angry with her because Ling Yong brought her into the mansion privately.

But just when she was giving birth, Ling Yong stuffed a packet of medicine into her and asked her to put it quietly into the chicken soup and have someone bring it to Gu Xinran to drink.

Unexpectedly, at dawn, they heard that Gu Xinran had suffered a massive hemorrhage and died during childbirth. Song Huilan was afraid for a long time, so she went to find Ling Yong.

Ling Yong only said that the two of them should keep the matter secret, and also said many gentle words to make Song Huilan feel at ease.

Song Huilan has been keeping this matter in her heart and has not told anyone, not even her own son and daughter.

Now that both mother and son are dead, this is also their fate.

Qingzhu called Song Huilan, "Second Madam, do you want to tell the master about this?"

"Fang Miaoran will tell the master naturally. If we need to go and talk about it, it will only add a lot of trouble." Song Huilan said.

"Now the eldest lady is very proud, the Ling Mansion has really fallen into their hands." Qingzhu said.

Song Huilan's heart ached when she thought of Ling Feng's appearance, and she said fiercely, "I'll see how long they can be proud. I won't make it easy for them."

Lingda closed the door as soon as he entered, leaving only him and Fang Miaoran in the room.

"Okay." Lingda laughed wildly, "Ling Heng, this unsightly piece of trash, is finally dead. The Ling family is completely mine."

Fang Miaoran no longer concealed it at this time and smiled, "Dar, I have already said that this Ling Mansion will be yours sooner or later. You were too impatient just now."

"What are you so anxious about? Everyone is dead anyway, and I am the only young master in this family." Ling Da said.

Fang Miaoran said, "You still have to restrain yourself outside and don't get too carried away."

"I know, I know, mother, please stop nagging, I know what to do." Lingda said.

"I will send someone to write to your father tomorrow. After all, Ling Heng is your father's biological son. Now that he is dead, your father should be informed. However, your father has never liked Ling Heng. I guess this matter will eventually come to an end.

I make the decision." Fang Miaoran said.

Lingda sneered, "Is it possible that we have to give him a glorious funeral?"

"That's not the case, but when a living person dies, there must be an explanation." Fang Miaoran said, "We don't care, others still have to make irresponsible remarks."

"Whoever dares to talk nonsense, I will chop him with a knife." Ling Da had no worries now, and her heart felt happy when she thought of Ling Heng's death.

Ling Heng, who was "dead" at this time, was now in the dark and had a clear view of Fang Miaoran's mother and son's ugly appearance.

Feng Yue got angry when she saw the dialogue on the screen. These mother and son are really not good people. A dragon begets a dragon, a phoenix begets a phoenix. It is true that the son of a mouse can dig holes.

She suddenly saw Ling Heng holding a bamboo pipe and blowing it with his mouth.

Lingda's laughter stopped suddenly, her eyes widened, and she fell straight to the ground.

"Ah." Fang Miaoran screamed in fright, "Dar, Dal."
Chapter completed!