Chapter 217 Poisoned by Dad?

Qingcheng stretched out that artificial hand, the knuckles were very flexible, if she hadn't seen that it was cold metal, she would never have thought that this flexibility was an artificial hand.

Meng Ying sat aside with her face propped up, watching her fiddle.

She adores these people who are good at using poison and can detoxify it.

It doesn't take much skill to kill people invisible, and there is no pressure to save people.

She couldn't learn this job well, she only knew how to treat wounds in a simple way.

But it didn't matter to her at that time, because her body at that time could be said to be invulnerable to all poisons.

There are only a few who can survive so many people, and these few people can be said to be the best killers.

Except for the hail of bullets, it has never failed.

She died, wasn't she just sent away by a bullet?

It also confirmed the phrase "Kung Fu in the world, only fast can't be broken".

That is a bullet, without a body like a copper wall, how can it catch it.

What's more, it pierced the heart, and it was impossible to die.

"Okay." Qingcheng washed her hands.

"How about it?"

"Not poisonous."

Meng Ying looked at the chicken soup, "Is it true that I think too much?"

Qingcheng said: "It's hard for others to find a good stepmother. You have a good stepmother, but you still think she's a bad one?"

"Then tell me, who poisoned me?" Meng Ying asked, "Meng Xin? Does she have the guts? What's more, I was stupid at that time, so she didn't need to poison me, right?"

Sitting beside her, Qingcheng was also thinking seriously, "Your father."

Meng Ying glanced at her.

It was rare for Qingcheng to laugh out loud, "Meng Xin has left, and everything will be fine with the detoxification on your body. Isn't it good to think about everything better?"

"I hope all is well."

I also doubted Zhang Di before, but I went to Xu Nianhua to check and got the same answer.

Besides Zhang Di, she really couldn't think of anyone else.

Perhaps, it was really her villainous heart.

If Zhang Di really treated her as her own, she would naturally not treat her badly.

Meng Ying looked at the chicken soup, "Why don't you heat it up and drink it here?"

Not long after, the two brought a bowl of chicken soup each.

I have to say that Zhang Di's cooking skills are really good.

"By the way, Xuanyi went to look for Lan Chen today. She even tried two tricks with me." Meng Ying said, "Looking at her like that, she is here to confirm the enemy."

"It was sent to death."

Meng Ying glanced at her and was happy, "I think so too."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Doorbell rang.

Meng Ying put down the bowl, "It must be my husband."

Qingcheng hurried back to the bedroom to put on the mask.

When the door opened, it was indeed Mu Yuansheng.

Seeing the oil in her mouth and smelling the smell of chicken soup in the room, "Why did you eat here?"

"My little mother sent it to share with Qingcheng." Meng Ying turned around and saw that Qingcheng had already put on a mask.

Qingcheng came over and called out politely, "Brother-in-law."

"Yeah." Mu Yuansheng nodded and asked Meng Ying, "Going home?"

"Go back." Meng Ying took Mu Yuansheng's hand and said to Qingcheng, "You finish the rest."

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Meng Ying and the others left, and someone knocked on the door of Qingcheng's house again.

Qingcheng thought they forgot to take something and opened the door.

Seeing the person in front of her, Qingcheng didn't show any unnecessary expression except for her pupils shrinking slightly.

"Who are you looking for?"

Xuan Yi looked at her, but couldn't find any information about this person in his memory.

A very clean little girl, sick and delicate, she doesn't look like a murderer.

She smiled at Qingcheng.

Without speaking, a hand was stretched out, and it directly pinched Qingcheng's neck.