Rebirth: National Crown Prince

After settling Wan Huimin's matter, Wan Zexi and Mo Yu went back directly.

As for Qin An's request, Wan Zexi just replied lightly: "No matter what she decides, I will support her, but I still hope you can stay away from her, that's all."

Wan Zexi could clearly see the despair on Qin An's face and the gloom in his eyes. She didn't know what happened back then, but if she really liked it, why would Wan Ling be hurt again and again? , even if he doesn't know it, it cannot be denied that all the causes are because of him.

"How is Wan Ling?" When Wan Zexi returned to the villa, the first thing he asked about was Wan Ling's condition.

Fu Liu: "Still asleep."

Mo Yu narrowed his eyes and glanced at the web page on the phone screen. The internet was filled with abuses against Wan Huimin, the young wife of a wealthy family.

The most indispensable thing on the Internet is trolls, as well as those netizens who pretend to be messengers of justice. You can say ugly things on the Internet that you can’t think of and there is nothing you can’t see.

This time, Wan Huimin's reputation among the upper class circles was really bad.

Some noble ladies who had long been disgusted with Wan Huimin couldn't help but feel secretly proud when they saw such explosive headlines. It was really satisfying that a bitch like Wan Huimin, who did one thing in front of her and another behind her back, ended up like this.

Wan Zexi has been too lazy to pay attention to these things. She has already avenged the revenge that Ling girl deserves. She has never had such a thing as pity. Wan Ling is the sister she cares about, so she naturally has to protect her.

"Uncle Zhou, please make a bowl of porridge." Wan Zexi ordered Zhou Ran beside him.

Zhou Ran immediately went to do it.

Speaking of that girl Wan Ling, Zhou Ran felt quite distressed. After all, her parents had not cared about her since she was a child, but a beautiful girl was actually disfigured. An ordinary girl would have collapsed long ago.

Wan Zexi: "You haven't slept all this time?" Wan Zexi could see that Fu Liu's face looked slightly tired at this time.

Fu Liu shook his head: "It's okay, I just feel uneasy!"

There was self-blame in Fu Liu's eyes, because he felt that this incident was mainly his fault. It would have been better if he had gone out with Wan Ling.

Mo Yu's fingers were tapping on the keyboard, looking at the personal information found on it, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and sure enough...

In fact, Wan Ling had already woken up, but she just didn't want to open her eyes. She just felt so blocked in her heart that she couldn't describe the feeling. Anyway, it was so uncomfortable that she almost couldn't breathe.

Last night, she had a dream, a very scary dream.

She dreamed that she had committed suicide.

When Wan Huimin wanted to do something to her, her cousin was completely absent from her memory. When Wan Huimin wanted to take photos, her cousin did not appear either.

At that moment, Wan Ling felt very helpless and helpless. The world was dark and gloomy, with no light at all and no hope of survival.

Eventually, she died.

Then, she suddenly woke up.

After Wan Ling stayed for a while, he finally couldn't help crying.

She cried cautiously, the kind of cry that made no sound. Looking at her like this, she felt endless sadness and pain.

"Ling girl, get up and have some porridge." Only the sound of the door being opened was heard, followed by the sound of footsteps.

Wan Ling turned sideways, her body stiffened slightly when she heard the word "drink porridge". After a while, she slowly opened her eyes, and the young man's flawless and beautiful face suddenly burst into her eyes. .