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n“Momo, where is the children’s father… …?”

nSu Zinian couldn’t help but ask. In fact, she wanted to know who was the children’s father is.

nAs soon as they heard this, the children looked at Su Zimo with piercing eyes.

n“The children’s father is dead.”

nIn order to sever their fantasies, Su Zimo gave a closed-ended answer.

n“Dead, he’s dead.”

nSu Zinian felt doubt, how did the children’s father die?

nSu Qingjue felt even more distressed for Su Zimo.

nThe three siblings look at each other. Obviously, they didn’t believe what their mother has said.

n“Momo, then what are you planning to do next?”

nSu Qingjue walked closed to Su Zimo’s side. He didn’t expect that she just disappeared a few years and she completely changed. Not only she could cultivate now, but also became the owner of Mingyue Mountain Villa. The most famous clothing store, jewelry store and as well as many restaurants, casino, and other industries right under the name of Mingyue Mountain Villa. All belong to her youngest sister at this certain degree.

n“Brother, Momo wants to take revenge. So, I want to ask brother and sister not to tell anyone my identity. Especially to Jun Lintian and Su Ziyun, and also to other people who bullied me. I will not let go of any one of them.”

nSu Zimo’s cold tone made the two dares not to refute but rather made them also determined.

n“Momo… …”

n“Master.”

n“Master.”

nOutside, Qing Lian and Qing He’s voices sounded and interrupted Su Qingjue’s words. Su Zimo quickly put back her mask.

n“Master, you’re here.”

nAs soon as those words fell, Qing He and Qing Lian’s figure came in.

n“Mmm! I’m here.” Su Zimo nodded her head.

nQing He and Qing Lian looked at Su Qingjue and Su Zinian. They both recognized the two.

n“This subordinate greets Young Master Su and Miss Su.”

nThe two paid their respect together.

n“Mmm!” Su Qingjue and Su Zinian both nodded their head.

n“Qing Lian, Qing He, Xin’er misses you.”

nSu Xin ran to both of them, but… …

n“Cough…!”

n“Young Miss.”

n“Young Miss.”

nQing He and Qing Lian worriedly looked at Su Xin.

n“Xin’er, didn’t mother tells you not to get too excited many times?”

nSu Zimo picked up Su Xin in distressed and quickly gave her a remedy.

n*Cough…* However, Su Xin was still feeling uncomfortable. Her throat felt itchy and she was dizzy.

n“Mother, mother, Xin’er felt very uncomfortable.”

nSu Zi Mo touched Su Xin’s forehead, she was hot: Not good! She has a fever again.

n“Mother, Qi’er will go to refine medicine.”

n“Good!”

nSu Qi rushed out.

n“Momo, what’s wrong with Xin’er? Why did she suddenly get so sick?”

nSu Zinian stepped forward and looked at Su Xin, who was drowsy with distress. She got sick too quickly.

nWhenever Su Xin became like this, it was the most painful time for Su Zimo…

n“Xin’er was born with poor health. My master tried his best for Xin’er to keep on living, but Xin’er body is still very weak. She’s been taking medicine made of silver grass to keep her life.”

n“Silver grass?”

nSu Qingjue and Su Zinian looked at each other. The silver grass cost thousands of silver coins for one piece. It can cure any kind of disease. It can also help a person to cultivate.

n“Brother, sister, you go to rest first. Momo will take Xin’er back to her room to rest.”

n“Xin’er is like this, how can I have a good rest? Sister will help you take care of Xin’er!”

nHow can Su Zinian have the heart to rest? She finally sees her younger sister. So, she wanted to spend more time with her.

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