Although, Wan Rong was always the one who framed her.
Dongfang Wan is just using each other with Wan Rong to achieve each other's goals.
The targets of her frame-up have always been Dongfang Yi and Mrs. Dongfang.
This is a family matter of the Dongfang family, and they really have nothing to do with it.
However, the murder of those girls was all done by Dongfang Wan.
She carries dozens of lives on her body.
Mu Jingchen has always hated evil.
But with these words now, it is obvious that he intends not to swim in this muddy water again.
Bai Liyue knew in her heart that there was a huge gap between Dongfang Han and Mu Jingchen because of Mrs. Dongfang's incident.
He doesn¡¯t want to hurt his family anymore.
"Jingchen, but"
"Liyue."
As soon as she opened her mouth, he interrupted her in a deep voice: "We are not the savior."
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Bai Liyue was speechless and stopped talking, lowering her head to eat breakfast.
The air in the restaurant suddenly became quiet.
Bai Liyue has some tasteless food.
In the past, Mu Jingchen was cold, ruthless, and decisive in killing.
When everyone is afraid of the power of the secret service organization, he is the only one who investigates secretly and eliminates the secret service's hideouts one by one.
At that time, Bai Liyue felt that he was upright and brave.
The only shortcoming is that he has no emotions, always has a straight face, and is extremely cold.
Now, he is gradually having feelings, but he seems to be missing that decisiveness.
Sure enough, people cannot be perfect.
Mu Jingchen captured Bai Liyue's little thoughts in his eyes.
He reached out and picked up the rice cakes that Bai Liyue liked to eat from the plate in front of him, and brought them to her.
"Are you unhappy?"
Bai Liyue glanced at him and complained in her heart: You are asking even though you know it!
But he replied vaguely: "No."
The woman said she was not angry, but in fact she was.
Men will never understand this truth.
Men like Mu Jingchen don¡¯t even understand.
"It's better if you don't have it. Eat more. You've been busy working on the design draft recently and you've lost weight."
Seeing him change the topic directly, she felt even more depressed.
Looking at the entire table of exquisite meals, she had no appetite.
But she didn¡¯t want to quarrel with Mu Jingchen over this matter.
Mu Jingchen has a good relationship with Dongfang Han, so it is inconvenient to check on his family.
But her relationship with Dongfang Han is average.
She will never let this matter go.
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Dongfang family.
Mrs. Dongfang¡¯s body has been recovered.
Dongfang Zhenhua and Dongfang Han stayed at the police station all night last night, and now they were finally persuaded to go downstairs and have something to eat.
Wen Rumeng's coffin has not been delivered yet, and the body is temporarily placed in the room.
At this moment, Dongfang Wan was the only one sitting by the bed.
When she saw Wen Rumeng¡¯s body before, her tears had dried up.
Now, even if I feel extremely distressed, I can¡¯t cry anymore.
She looked extremely old, with wrinkles all over her face, and she could no longer recognize her original beautiful mother.
After Wen Rumeng passed away, all the side effects of the drug appeared.
Now, her wrinkled face is covered with large black spots, her skin is dry, and her hair is snow-white. She is a hundred times more terrifying than Sadako who crawled out of the tomb.
Wen Rumeng has loved beauty all her life, and she probably never thought that she would die so ugly.
Dongfang Wan was not afraid when she looked at her mother like this. She seemed to still be able to see her mother when she was good-looking.
There were no tears in her eyes, but they were empty and lifeless, as if the body had been stripped of its soul.
"Why, you obviously don't like my daughter, why do you do this"
Her voice was hoarse, filled with despair.
She doesn't understand.
"It's obvious that the mother has never paid attention to her daughter, so why should she take on this serious crime for her.
As she was sobbing softly, a slightly hoarse female voice suddenly came from the direction of the door: "Who said mother doesn't like you?"
Dongfang Wan turned around and saw Dongfang Yi standing upright at the door, his eyes a little red and swollen.
She suppressed the sadness in her eyes, stood up and looked at Dongfang Yi: "What do you mean?"
Dongfang Yi walked into the room step by step and stared at the bed.??'s mother asked absentmindedly: "Why do you think your mother doesn't like you?"
When mentioning this matter, Dongfang Wan's eyes immediately turned cold.
She sneered when she looked at Dongfang Yi, who was wearing a custom-made long dress, and her whole body showed the royal noble temperament.
"Why I think so, you know better than anyone else.
How did you become this princess in the first place? Do you need me to remind you? "
Listening to Dongfang Wan's resentful voice behind her, Dongfang Yi turned back to look at her and said in shock: "Do you think my mother made me the princess because of partiality?"
"Isn't it? I am the orthodox bloodline of the aristocracy. You are not worthy of marrying into the royal family at all. If she is not partial, why would she do this!"
Dongfang Yi looked at the anger in Dongfang Wan's eyes at this moment and shook his head in disappointment.
Then, she stared at Dongfang Wan and said word by word: "Because mother loves you and doesn't want you to marry into the royal family and suffer."
Dongfang Wan looked at her in surprise: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Marrying into the royal family is the highest honor, how can you suffer?
Looking at Dongfang Wan¡¯s suspicious expression, Dongfang Yi suddenly raised his hand.
When he was about to lift up his sleeves, a man suddenly appeared at the door of the room.
Dongfang Yi was startled and quickly put away his hand.
The man standing at the door of the room is none other than the eldest prince of Country Y, Huangfu Yuncheng.
Huangfu Yuncheng is good-looking and dressed in British style.
Thirty-seven years old, with a standard oval face, three-dimensional facial features, and the stability of a mature man, with an inexplicable strong aura about him.
When he came to the door of the room, his sharp eyes fell on Dongfang Yi's hand, and his rich voice sounded: "I'm here to see mother."
Dongfang Wan quickly moved out of the way for him, and followed the etiquette of Country Y and bowed to him.
"We are all a family, there is no need to be so polite."
After Huangfu Yuncheng entered the room, Dongfang Yi seemed a little uncomfortable and said lightly: "I'm going to see my father and brother."
Then, before Huangfu Yuncheng could say anything, she silently left the room.
Huangfu Yuncheng's stern eyes glanced at her back and suddenly turned cold.
Then, he immediately restrained himself.
His eyes stayed on Dongfang Wan next to him again. Seeing the tears hanging from the corners of Dongfang Wan's eyes, he very gentlemanly took out a white silk handkerchief from his suit and handed it to her.
"Sister, there is no resurrection after death, so I am sorry."
Dongfang Wan was stunned.
She has lived for decades, and this is the first time a man has been so gentle to her.
Her long-frozen heart seemed to suddenly open up.
She suddenly discovered that for so many years, she had been too obsessed and full of resentment. She didn't even have a friend and was too lonely.
She dully took the silk handkerchief from Huangfu Yuncheng's hand and said, "Thank you."
Huangfu Yuncheng's eyes moved away from her and fell on Wen Rumeng's wrinkled face on the bed.