Ling Qinghe's words made Li Yue's eyes widen in an instant.

She bit her lip and grabbed Ling Qinghe's collar directly, staring at her:

"Since my child is not dead, where is she?"

The woman was very strong in grabbing Ling Qinghe's collar, so big that Ling Qinghe's breathing began to be sluggish.

She looked at Li Yue’s anxious face with a pale face, “Let go, let go!”

Ling Qinghe was just angry because Li Yue mocked her for marrying into the Qin family just now, and actually did not intend to tell Li Yue’s child the truth.

But she ignored a mother's concern and persistence for her children.

At this moment, Li Yue was no longer as gentle and weak as usual. She was like an angry lion, grabbing her collar and desperately asking about the child.

Seeing that Ling Qinghe was about to be breathless by Li Yue, Nanxun rushed over and grabbed Li Yue, "Okay, okay, if this continues, she will die."

"If she doesn't want to say something, she won't say it even if you strangle her to death."

The man's words finally made Li Yue slowly regain his rationality.

She bit her lip and stared at Ling Qinghe's face:

"You promised me yesterday. As long as I don't go and report you, when your wedding with Qin Muran is over, you will tell me who took my child's body!"

After regaining his rationality, Li Yue also knew clearly that he could not believe everything Ling Qinghe said.

She can't fall into the trap at will.

She was indeed irrational just now.

She should have decided whether the child was her and Li Jingchuan's child as planned and made a decision after finding the body of the child.

Seeing that Li Yue was awake, Ling Qinghe couldn't help but sneer, "What I promised you is to wait for Qin Muran and I to tell you after the wedding."

"You'd better pray that there will be no trouble at Qin Muran's wedding tonight."

"Otherwise, you will never wonder whether the body is your child or not, let alone who will take your child away!"

After saying that, she turned around and left.

Li Yue stood there, looking at Ling Qinghe's back as she left, and her hands clenched into fists on her side.

Nan Xun sighed and silently clenched Li Yue's fist into his palm.

When Ling Qinghe came out of the house, she happened to run into Ling Yujin getting out of Ling Xiucheng's car.

She snorted coldly, and passed Ling Yujin and returned to the car.

"dad."

When the car door closed, Ling Qinghe began to wipe her tears in grievance, "You don't know how excessive Li Yue was just now!"

"She threatened me and asked me to leave the Ling family, otherwise she would curse Mu Ran and I had a bad wedding tonight!"

As she said that, she pulled her collar and showed Ling Xiucheng the red marks left when Li Yue grabbed her:

"Look!"

"If it weren't for my wit, I would have been strangled to death by Li Yue now!"

Ling Xiucheng raised his eyes, glanced at the red marks on Ling Qinghe's neck lightly, and sighed.

He handed a ointment to Ling Qinghe, "Wipe."

"Thank you dad!"

After Ling Qinghe finished speaking, she quickly took the ointment excitedly.

But she didn't apply it, and she still complained to Ling Xiucheng about how excessive Li Yue was to her.

Ling Xiucheng glanced at the ointment she was pinching in her hand, with a faint smile on his lips, "Didn't it mean that the red marks that were pinched by Li Yue hurt so much, why don't you apply ointment?"

Ling Qinghe paused, then unscrewed the lid of the ointment, applied it around her neck, and looked at Ling Xiucheng with a smile:

"Dad, where did the ointment come from in your car?"

The man narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Your brother gave it to me just now."

After saying that, he looked deeply at the ointment that Ling Qinghe applied on her neck, closed her eyes slightly tiredly, "Let's go back first."

Ling Qinghe paused:
Chapter completed!