Chapter 1230 "I'm Sorry, I'm in a Bad Mood."

In order to find out the murderer, Sensen was already carrying out his plan secretly.

Doesn't Huang Ling need to understand Sensen's feelings at this time?

After all, he lost his respected father.

"Huang Ling, what you just said went too far and hurt Posen's heart." Brenda looked at Huang Ling and said softly.

Her gentle tone contained no blame, only a reminder, reminding her not to say such words in the future to hurt the man who loves her.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood." Huang Ling lowered her head.

"I don't think you're in the mood to chat with us, so let's go back first. You need to be quiet too," Brenda said.

"Yeah." Huang Ling nodded, she needed to be quiet.

Not long after Brenda and Old Man Ross left, Song Wuyou and Liu Fengfeng came.

Huang Ling thought it was funny. Did she look like she was in jail?

Looking at Song Wuyou and Liu Fengfeng, Huang Ling felt a little better, unlike when she saw Maupassant.

"I really didn't expect that Maupassant was such a man." Liu Fengfeng gritted her teeth when mentioning Maupassant.

It seems that he is very kind to his daughter, giving her money and buying a house, but he actually betrayed her.

Song Wuyou looked at Huang Ling and asked, "Did you question him face to face?"

Huang Ling shook her head: "No."

She was afraid of hearing things she didn't want to hear.

"Is it possible that he drank too much, or was drugged by Aina?"

"No matter what it is, the result is the same. They had sex." Huang Ling is a person who can't tolerate a grain of sand in her eyes. Maupassant and Aina did what they did, no matter if he drank too much or was raped. Drugged and calculated.

What about drinking too much and scheming?

If he doesn't go with Aina, can Aina plot against him?

If you drink too much, will you find Aina's room?

"Don't mention him now, Huang Ling, Mom is worried." Liu Fengfeng held Huang Ling's hand and cried, "My heart hurts when I think of you suffering in there."

"Mom, don't be like this, I didn't suffer anything." The prison guard stood nearby and asked them to listen to this. Huang Ling felt very embarrassed because she didn't suffer anything in there.

Apart from the fact that there is no internet and you can’t bring your mobile phone, everything is fine.

Liu Fengfeng cried: "There is no one who can't endure hardship in prison. Even if you don't go out to work, it's uncomfortable to be locked in a small dark room all day long."

Liu Fengfeng wiped away her tears and looked at Huang Ling: "Is the food okay? I will bring you chicken soup tonight. Look at you, your face is so bad, as white as a dead person."

"Mom, can you please stop talking about dead people here? It's very unlucky."

"Can't you even tell me? Your complexion is already bad, your face is pale, and the dark circles under your eyes are so obvious, you are no different from a panda."

"I'm eating well. I heard that Mr. Gu has told me to eat well. Every meal has three dishes, one soup, and fruit, but I have no appetite and don't want to eat anything."

"Three dishes, one soup, and fruit?" Liu Fengfeng was startled. Didn't she hear wrongly?

Huang Ling nodded: "Yes, I didn't lie to you."

Liu Fengfeng's expression suddenly changed and she stared at Huang Ling sternly: "No matter how many dishes or soups there are, you have to feed me every meal! Huang Ling, I won't allow you to ruin your body like this. I gave you your body." !”

Huang Ling nodded obediently: "From today on, I will eat until I have no appetite."

If Maupassant doesn't love her, she will love herself well. If she doesn't even love herself, she will be really pitiful.