877: C877 Son of a B Tch(2)

C877 Son of a B Tch(2)

1And then...

Yu Fanghua tore the wedding dress on that woman's body into pieces bit by bit to vent her anger, "Ssss - Ssss - Ssss -" The sound was exceptionally ear-piercing in Su Mo's ears. However, she did not stop it, nor did she want to stop it. Of course, she couldn't stop him either.

The next day.

When he woke up, it was already noon.

In the corridor, urgent footsteps sounded once again in chaos.

"Knock, knock, knock -" Anxious knocks on the door rang out one after another.

Su Mo got up and opened the door.

Facing a pale face that was as white as dead ashes, her body could not help but tremble...

"Little... Miss... is dead..." The servant's voice was trembling as she told Su Mo everything that had just happened.

Her pupils suddenly enlarged and she was stunned.

Her pale lips opened and closed.

After a while, he curled the corner of his lips and said indifferently, "Got it!"

In the next second, she closed the bedroom door coldly, leaving only the startled and terrified servants outside...

In her heart, she felt some inexplicable discomfort. After all, another person had died by her side!

A person who would torture her every day for fun!!

A person who had provided her food and clothing for ten years!

In the room, he had been in a daze for a very, very long time...

Finally, he got up, went out, and walked towards her little mother Yu Fanghua's bedroom.

When she opened the door, a sinister aura suddenly ran through her entire body.

Her entire body suddenly trembled. There was no one in the room.

No maids dared to approach...

It was only because his death was too ferocious and terrifying!!

On the pink rose bed, there was a pool of dark red blood...

Yu Fanghua's already stiff body was lying in a shocking pool of blood.

At the side, there was another stiff corpse that belonged to her father, Su Yiqing!

She held onto him tightly.

On her left wrist, there was a dry and condensed scab on the red wound on her wrist. Fresh blood flowed out of the bed. It even flowed along the clean bedsheets to the bottom of the bed... and she fainted into the pure white carpet. It was a terrifying blood red!!

Su Mo took a deep breath. Her face was pale to the point of being terrifying...

Her small body kept trembling.

Yu Fanghua's right wrist... actually used a thick iron chain to tightly tie her wrist and the wrist of the man who had died a long time ago!!

In her hand was a sharp knife, tightly and tightly... as if carrying some kind of deep hatred!!

She wanted to follow her to hell and ask for the soul of the woman who snatched her husband!!!

Su Mo fiercely sucked in a breath of cold air. In the next second, she covered her mouth and ran straight out the door.

She ran into the bathroom and vomited in pain...

Gradually, her eyes were filled with cold tears...

Su Mo fell to the ground from the corner of the wall and allowed her tears to climb onto her deathly pale face. Her entire heart was suddenly empty.

She was really only fifteen years old!!

Everything she faced was always so cruel and disgusting...

...

A long time, a long time...

The world was silent...

The surroundings fell silent...

Someone from Yu Fang Hua's mother's house came and after crying for a while, they moved their corpses away.

Before leaving, the white-haired old madam found Su Mo.

She sat in front of Su Mo and kept staring at her. Her eyes were sharp and deep.

"That woman is your mother?" She asked Su Mo. Her old and hoarse voice seemed to contain some anger.

"Yes..." It should be! Su Mo nodded her head and replied perfunctorily.

"Su Mo?" The white-haired old man continued to ask questions.

"Yes..."

"Fang Hua isn't good enough for your family?" The old man asked her in a questioning tone.

"Hm..." Is it not good enough? But he raised a daughter for them!!

Suddenly, with a thud, the old lady's crutch rang loudly.

Su Mo was shocked and before she could recover, she saw the old madam angrily stand up and hobbled away.

...

"This girl's guardian will be my two grandsons from now on!" In the car, the madame casually handed the documents in her hands to the lawyer beside her and smiled coldly.

She had never felt that it was absurd to pay off a father's debt!

Su Mo stayed alone in the gloomy house for a few days.

The servants who witnessed the tragic death of the male and female owners left in succession because of the fright. She was the only one left in the huge house...

Actually, it was not that she was not afraid. It was just that she had nowhere to go!

In the evening, the sound of a bell suddenly rang from the door of the mansion.

The small hand that was rummaging through the 'spoils of war' suddenly stopped.0

His heart trembled for a second, and he felt a little nervous.

There was no one else in the residence, and it was completely empty...

How could it be? Someone suddenly came to visit today?

He gently opened the door, the small hand holding the handle was cold.

He walked out of the black door and stood at the door. He tilted his head and looked suspiciously at the person who came to visit.

His heart calmed down a little.

A man in a suit stood respectfully outside the door and waited.

Su Mo took a few steps towards the door and said, "Uncle, there is no one at home. All of them are dead! You can go back!"

She spoke bluntly. Her cold voice carried the childishness of a child as she ordered them to leave.

Her words clearly caused the man outside the door to be slightly stunned. He stared at her with a stunned expression.

Was this really the fifteen-year-old child that the madame had mentioned?

"May I ask if you are Su Mo and Miss Su?" The man smiled and respectfully asked her.

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