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326: Jail(1/2)

Camera?

Zhao Jingrong's face turned pale immediately.

Could it be that this camera has taken all her behaviors?

Why did Ni Yan install a camera in the room?

Or is Ni Yan just scaring her?

Ni Yan is not a god, can she count herself as she does?

It must be Ni Yan who is scaring her!

This is definitely the case.

Zhao Jingrong comforted herself in her heart and tried hard to calm herself down.

She can't be confused.

If she gets in trouble at this time, wouldn’t she leave a handle for Ni Yan?

Zhao Jingrong bit her lip.

For no reason, Ni Yan certainly would not install the camera in the room.

This camera was given to Mo Qishen by Adrian of Country F. After all, it is military technology. She wants to see how the picture quality is. On the other hand, it is also to prevent Zhao Jingrong.

Just as Ni Yan had debugged the camera, Zhao Jingrong came in with her child in.

Zhao Jingrong was deeply hostile to her, and Ni Yan knew that she would not enter the Three Treasures Palace without any trouble.

Zhao Jingrong thought she was pretending very well, but in fact Ni Yan had already seen through the unwillingness in her eyes, but she was just unwilling to expose it.

Since Zhao Jingrong wants to act, she can accompany Zhao Jingrong to have a good performance!

The only thing Ni Yan didn't expect was that Zhao Jingrong would attack her own flesh and blood.

Zhao Jingrong pointed at Ni Yan angrily: "Ni Yan! Don't pretend here! Camera? What's wrong with the camera? With a camera here, you can just take a picture of your guilt!"

She didn't believe that the thing in Ni Yan's hand was really a camera!

Ni Yan's expression was faint, "Then let's see who is the murderer who killed Zhiyuan." Yu Luo, Ni Yan looked at Zhao Jingrong, "Zhao Jingrong, you are Zhiyuan's biological mother after all, and I also hope this person is not you."

Ni Yan connected the camera to the computer, and a picture came out soon.

Although the camera is black and white, it does not affect the image quality.

On the computer screen, Ni Yan bent down and was debugging the angle of the camera, and a strand of hair slipped down to the front.

After debugging the camera, she sat on the sofa and rested for a while, and at this moment, a knock on the door sounded outside the door.

Ni Yan walked over to open the door and saw that the person coming was Zhao Jingrong.

The conversation between the two was clear and audible.

Seeing this, Zhao Jingrong's face became paler and paler.

how so?

Did Ni Yan really install a camera in the bedroom?

what to do?

What should she do now?

Zhao Jingrong's back was sweating in cold sweat and her blood flowed back.

She never dreamed that Ni Yan actually installed a camera in the bedroom.

What does Ni Yan want to do?

It’s not counting if you rob her fiancé, but now you have to install a camera to harm her!

Just as Zhao Jingrong said at the beginning, Ni Yan took Mo Zhiyuan from her and closed the door.

The next second, will Ni Yan be about to rape Mo Zhiyuan?

Everyone was staring at the computer screen.

Especially Mo Baichuan, he tried his best to resist his anger, clenched his fists with both hands, and blue veins on the back of his hand bulged.

This time, he will never let Ni Yan go!

Ni Yan killed Mo Zhiyuan.

He wants Ni Yan to pay his life!

However, the picture did not develop as the situation others expected.

Ni Yan hugged Mo Zhiyuan, made him laugh, and brought him a plush toy.

Mo Zhiyuan also likes Ni Yan very much. He keeps calling out to his grandmother Six. The two get along very harmoniously.

But after a while, Mo Zhiyuan fell asleep, Ni Yan put him on the bed and opened the window.

Because it was hot, Ni Yan only took a thin sheet and covered Mo Zhiyuan's belly. He was cautious throughout the process, for fear of waking Mo Zhiyuan up.

From beginning to end, she never did anything to hurt Mo Zhiyuan.

After Mo Zhiyuan fell asleep, Ni Yan sat at the desk and wrote a plan for a while, then went downstairs to pour water with a cup.

Shortly after Ni Yan went down, the door was opened again.

It was not someone else who came, it was Zhao Jingrong.

Zhao Jingrong came straight to the bed...

Seeing this, Zhao Jingrong could no longer watch it, so she picked up a vase and rushed to the computer screen, wanting to smash the computer.

"You can't stand it now?" Ni Yan walked over and grabbed Zhao Jingrong's wrist.

Zhao Jingrong struggled violently, "You want to harm me! You want to harm me! Grandpa and grandma, parents! Baichuan, don't believe her! Don't believe this camera, this is not true! It's Ni Yan, this bitch, who wants to harm me!"

"Don't trust her! You must not trust her!"

Zhao Jingrong's crying could not stop the video from playing, and the sound from the sound was clearly transmitted into everyone's ears.

She said--

"Zhiyuan, don't blame your mother. If you want to blame, blame Ni Yan. It's her, it's all her faults! There are injustice and debts. If you want to take revenge, don't find the wrong person!"

After saying this, Mo Zhiyuan, who was sleeping, raised his hand and grabbed his face.

But Mo Zhiyuan's action did not change Zhao Jingrong's mind, nor did it arouse her pity.

The next second, she pulled up the quilt, covered Mo Zhiyuan's head, and pressed it hard.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

The atmosphere was terrible.

Whether it is in or outside the video.

No one expected that Zhao Jingrong would suffocate Mo Zhiyuan to death with his own hands.

"Zhiyuan! Zhiyuan!" Seeing this scene, Old Mrs. Mo's eyes turned dark and she fainted.

"Zhao Jingrong! I want to kill you! Why do you do this? Why do you treat Zhiyuan like this!" Xu Jiao rushed over and hammered and hit Zhao Jingrong.

Zhao Jingrong collapsed on the ground, her face as if dead.

She didn't expect this to happen.

She thought the plan was going well.

She thought she could drive Ni Yan out of the Mo family.

The wrong person is obviously Ni Yan.

Why did she bear such painful consequences...

If Ni Yan didn't snatch Mo Qishen away, none of this would have happened.

Mo Baichuan didn't expect this to be the result, because Zhao Jingrong has always been a virtuous, dignified, polite and kind person in his heart.

Why did Zhao Jingrong attack Mo Zhiyuan?

Is it really like Ni Yan said...

Is she trying to marry Mo Qishen?

From beginning to end, she married Mr. Mog?

Mo Baichuan's mood at this time cannot be described in words at all.

The pain of losing a son, the pain of being betrayed by someone close relatives...

Why?

Why did fate make such a joke on him?

Mo Baichuan pressed Zhao Jingrong's shoulder with both hands, and said with red eyes: "Why? Tell me! Why is it!"

Zhao Jingrong looked at Mo Baichuan, "Why? Why do you say why! Mr. Mog is mine! I am his fiancée! It was Ni Yan who snatched him from me! He is mine! The wrong person is not me! It is Ni Yan!"

Mo Baichuan said with his lips tremblingly: "So, what she said is true? You just married me because you mistakenly thought I was Mr. Mog?"

"Yes!" Now, Zhao Jingrong simply gave up. "The information says that Mr. Mog had studied in France for three years. As far as I know, you happened to have studied in France for three years! When the old lady celebrated her birthday, Mr. Mog had someone to send a gift, so I guess that Mr. Mog must have a lot of relationship with the Mo family..."

What Zhao Jingrong never expected was that the most useless person in the Mo family was actually Mr. Mog!

Moreover, Mr. Mog, the daughter of the whole city, wants to marry the most, is her fiancé.

After picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelons, she became the target of ridicule for the whole city.

How could Zhao Jingrong be content with this?

Moreover, everything she did was to marry Mr. Mog.

"He deserves to die! He deserves to die this bastard! Only when he dies can I successfully drive Ni Yan out of here!" At the end of the story, Zhao Jingrong's facial features became distorted.

Mo Baichuan finally couldn't hold back his anger and raised his hand to slap Zhao Jingrong.
To be continued...
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