Chapter 1103 Mrs. Song Is Dead

Song Qiaoqiao's heart trembled slightly.

Mother? This title is so warm and friendly.

Growing up, she was not allowed to call Mrs. Song her mother.

Mrs. Song asked her to call her mother, but she said that she was just Song Hefeng's mother.

After all these years, Song Qiaoqiao no longer knows how to pronounce the word mother.

Song Qiaoqiao was completely silent.

Mrs. Song's heart ached faintly at this moment.

Guilt gradually welled up in her heart, and she leaned on the door panel and slowly slid down.

She apologized to Song Qiaoqiao: "Qiaoqiao, mom was wrong. She was sorry for you. But... for so many years, mom has been in pain. Mom doesn't know how to face you. Mom wants to love you very much. I want to be good to you, but every time at this time, my mother will always think of the scene that happened when you were born that made me despair."

"I don't want to see you, let alone look back at the unbearable past...Mom, I just don't want to experience despair again. But...no matter how my mother treats you, I can't deny it. You are the child that my mother worked hard to give birth to. This is a relationship that no one can let go of... Mom never wanted to face it, but she had to face it. Qiao Qiao, can you forgive Mom? "

Song Qiaoqiao's heart softened completely.

She choked and cried in a low voice. She had been waiting for Mrs. Song's apology for many years.

"What happened that year? Can you tell me?" she asked with a choked voice.

Mrs. Song's eyes showed a trace of confusion.

She raised her eyes and looked at the dark room.

There was an unspeakable fear that was swallowing her up bit by bit, making it impossible for her to breathe.

That night was also such a dark night.

But what happened that day was so shocking that she didn't want to look back when she thought about it now.

She pursed her lips and said in a low voice: "Twenty years ago, the night you were born was actually the night Wen Muchu was kidnapped. After all, you and Wen Muchu , were born in the same year. He was born three days before you... I had already known his mother a month before he was born."

"His mother is a very gentle and kind-hearted woman... Her fate should not be so tragic. It's a pity... Fortune plays tricks on people. If someone wants to get rid of her, she has to die..."

Song Qiaoqiao was startled, never expecting that Mrs. Song would suddenly say these words.

The matter actually involved Wen Muchu and his mother?

What does it mean? Why can't she understand something?

Song Qiaoqiao clenched her fists and patted the door hard.

"Mom...what do you mean by this? Do you know who the person who kidnapped Wen Muchu was? Or do you know, Wen Muchu's mother, whether her pain was caused by being too sad after losing her child. of?"

Mrs. Song only felt that a cold wind suddenly blew towards her face with great violence.

She raised her eyes and suddenly saw a flash of light on the other side of the window.

There was a flash of fear in her eyes, as if death was about to come at this moment——

She clenched her fists, kept banging on the door, and kept yelling at Song Qiaoqiao.

"Qiaoqiao, let someone open the door... Someone wants to kill me. Qiaoqiao, hurry up and let someone open the door..."

Song Qiaoqiao outside the door broke into a cold sweat after hearing this.

She quickly got up from the ground and grabbed a servant: "Did you hear that someone is going to kill my mother? Please open this door quickly, hurry up..."

The servant shook his head desperately and refused: "Miss, we can't disobey the sir's order. The gentleman said that we won't let the madam out. Miss, you don't know that the madam is used to acting. Maybe she did all this on purpose. , you can’t be soft-hearted and let Madam out.”

Song Qiaoqiao shook her head, no, she didn't believe it, Mrs. Song was acting now.

The uneasy premonition in her heart became stronger and stronger.

Mrs. Song heard the movement outside, and she watched the bright light approaching her.

She opened her eyes wide and shouted outside the door in a stern voice: "Qiaoqiao, save me, save mom. Mom loves you, mom has always loved you. However, what happened back then did not allow mom to be nice to you. I Once their attitude towards you changes, they will endanger your life. Mom can't harm you like this. Qiaoqiao, save me..."

"Mom, don't be afraid, I will find the key to save you."

Song Qiaoqiao was so anxious that she almost cried. She could hear Mrs. Song's fear in her words.

"No...give me the key quickly, someone wants to kill my mother..."

She yelled at the servant and frantically searched for the keys hidden on his body.

Finally, Song Qiaoqiao found the key.

She was ecstatic and went to open the door with trembling hands.

"Mom, don't be afraid, I found the key and I'll let you out right now."

Unexpectedly, the moment she turned the doorknob, she heard a thud.

Song Qiaoqiao's heart trembled, and she pushed the door open.

The next moment, Mrs. Song opened her eyes wide and looked at Song Qiaoqiao blankly.

The corners of her lips curled up into a smile, and she stretched out her hand towards Song Qiaoqiao.

Song Qiaoqiao rushed forward and held her hand.

Unexpectedly, the moment she touched it, a drop of warm liquid dripped from the back of her hand.

She looked carefully and saw that the drop of liquid gradually became larger, and the bright red color irritated her eyes a little bit.

A bloody hole appeared between Mrs. Song's eyebrows.

Song Qiaoqiao stared blankly, her mind going blank.

Mrs. Song's body gradually became colder. She was completely weak and fell heavily into Song Qiaoqiao's arms.

Song Qiaoqiao's heart felt like it was pierced by thousands of arrows.

When her fingers touched Mrs. Song's cold, breathless nose.

She suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and roared.

"mom……"

——

Lan Xiao and Wen Muchu got the news about half an hour later.

After Gu Ci got the news, he didn't dare to delay and hurried to the ward where Wen Muchu was.

When he pushed open the door to the ward, Lan Xiao and Wen Muchu in the room raised their heads to look at Gu Ci.

Gu Ci entered with a heavy expression. He glanced at Wen Muchu and whispered: "Mr. Wen, there is some very bad news. Mrs. Song is dead——"

Wen Muchu frowned, his eyes dim and unclear.

Lan Xiao's eyes were full of surprise, and she opened her mouth: "Mrs. Song is dead? How could it be so sudden?"

Wen Muchu threw away the document in his hand and asked in a low voice: "How did she die? Because she learned that her husband had cheated on her and cuckolded her, so she couldn't bear the blow and committed suicide?"

Lan Xiao was startled, and she turned to look at Wen Muchu.

"Cheating, cuckolding? Wait...Chu Chu, did you secretly know that Mrs. Song drugged me, and then you plotted against her? Then was her death related to you?"

If that were the case, things would be terrible.

Wen Muchu might offend the Song family for her alone.