Ling Jue's eyes flashed when she heard what she said. Her voice turned cold. "You know you framed my mother, too? Haha."
"It's my fault," she yelled and stared at him sharply. "If you were a woman, you would understand what I'm thinking. If you loved a man very much, you wouldn't be able to tolerate any of the intimate women around him! Not to mention seeing them hugging each other, even a single word from them would drive me crazy with jealousy!"
Ling Jue, on the other hand, was very disdainful. "That's because you're sick. You're obviously worried about someone who doesn't love you."
"Hehe, you wouldn't say that when you have someone you love." She wiped her tears away, her face full of pleading. "Ling Jue, I'm not asking you for anything right now. I'm only asking you to save Xiao Ying. She's still just a little girl. I should be the one to bear all the mistakes. An innocent girl like her shouldn't be the one to suffer."
Ling Jue found it a little funny. "If I was the one you poisoned back then, who would have been able to save me?"
"Aren't you still alive?!" Her voice was sharp. "You're still alive. There must be a way to treat her. Can't you be merciful and save her?!"
Ling Jue sneered. She was still alive and well?
What about Ling Jue, who was persecuted by them?
Ling Jue had been bullied by her mother for fifteen years, and she had gone to the Ling family to live a life worse than death for a few months. In the end, she died in fear. Who would help her?
Who would help her get justice?
Why should she, a pitiful person, bear the responsibility for the mistakes of these people?
Ling Jue felt the same way when she thought about it. Her voice became much colder. "Even if I had a way, I wouldn't saved her. All of you owe her everything."
Ling Jue was about to turn around and leave when Mu Xueling, who was lying on the ground, suddenly pounced on her and hugged her legs tightly. "Ling Jue, I'm begging you! Please! Save Xiao Ying! Please!"
She cried bitterly and her voice was loud as well.
The people outside heard the commotion and rushed in immediately. They were all stunned when they saw the situation.
There was blood everywhere from the bed to the bottom of the bed. The white floor was covered in blood, and it cut all the way to Ling Jue's side.
Mu Xueling had just finished her surgery. Her wound had not healed yet, and she was still bleeding profusely.
However, she did not care about the wound on her leg. She hugged Ling Jue's leg and cried, "I'm begging you, Ling Jue... I'm begging you..."
"Lord Jue..." Tang Yuan looked at the situation and did not know what to say.
Ling Jue looked down at Mu Xueling who was hugging her leg. Was this a mother?
She suddenly remembered that time when she had a high fever. That woman had locked her in a small room and did not give her any food. She only gave her something to eat at night.
It was even worse when she woke up. That woman had never thought of letting her go to the hospital. She had tortured her like that...
Why were they both mothers, but the two of them were completely different?
"Xiao Jue..." Ling Zhensheng looked at Ling Jue. His lips moved, and he swallowed the rest of his words.
He did not know what Xiao Jue had experienced, but his current appearance made him a little timid.
He owed this child too much, so he did not dare to ask him to do anything for him anymore.
Mu Xueling's two brothers stood still. Although they were a little angry at Ling Jue, they knew their sister's temper. She must have her reasons for choosing to do this. They would not care.
Ling Jue kicked Mu Xueling away. "I'll say it again. I won't save her."
She turned around and left coldly.
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Ps: Will you save Ling Ying?