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Chapter 197 Tiger Poison Eats Its Young (7)

Chapter 197: Chapter 197 Tiger Poison Eats Its Young (7)

Zhao Lingling at this moment was completely different from the haughty little rich girl she used to be. Her once fair and tender skin was now gone, her entire body covered in chilling frostbite, a swath of red so terrifying to behold. Her face was pale, the skin around her eyes darkened, her hair wild like dead grass, and her whole figure was emaciated beyond recognition. But what felt the coldest of all were her disturbing eyes, twisted, empty, and strange, which looked very frightening.

"Where are you going..." Zhao Lingling lowered her head and asked softly once again.

"Leng Leng, daddy and mommy are just tidying up the house a bit," Zhao Jinbao gave Wang Lan a look and said very kindly to Zhao Lingling, "This house has bad vibes, so mommy and daddy plan to clean up and move you to a new house."

Wang Lan understood what Zhao Jinbao meant and hurried forward to comfort Zhao Lingling, "That’s right, my darling, why did you get up? Quick, go back and lie down. Didn’t the doctor order you not to get out of bed?" While speaking, she helped Zhao Lingling and tried to lead her away.

"You don’t want me anymore, do you?..." Zhao Lingling did not budge, standing with her back against the front door, her gaze empty as she spoke.

Zhao Jinbao and Wang Lan stiffened upon hearing this, and embarrassment crossed their faces. After all, being exposed for abandoning one’s wife and child was indeed a humiliating matter.

"Leng Leng, what nonsense are you talking about?" Zhao Jinbao frowned and reprimanded loudly, "Stop making trouble and go back to recuperate. Your mom and I will come to see you after we finish packing."

As he spoke, Zhao Jinbao took a few large strides forward, grabbed Zhao Lingling by the arm, and forcefully pulled her out of the study.

"Old, Old, Old Zhao..." At this moment, Wang Lan pointed at Zhao Lingling, who had her back to her, and cried out in horror.

"What now?!" Zhao Jinbao’s patience had reached its limit. He turned around irritably, about to speak, but was horrified to see a fruit knife with its cold gleam thrust towards him!

Zhao Jinbao stumbled and narrowly avoided a fatal blow, but the fruit knife stabbed into his shoulder!

"Leng Leng, have you gone mad?!" Zhao Jinbao looked at Zhao Lingling, who was holding the weapon, in shock. The pain in his shoulder reminded him that his daughter was trying to kill him!

"Hehehehe... I’ve gone mad?" Zhao Lingling’s face and hands were splattered with blood, her expression distorted as she charged towards Zhao Jinbao, "Indeed I have gone mad! I was driven mad by you!" If it weren’t for you, how would I end up like this! If you hadn’t forced me to apologize, how would I have become unable to have children! Now you want to leave me and flee abroad! Well then! If it’s death you want, let’s die together!"

In the not-so-large study, Zhao Lingling was frenziedly slashing and stabbing with the fruit knife, and injured Zhao Jinbao carelessly got stabbed several more times.

"Leng Leng! Old Zhao!" Wang Lan watched, heart pounding with fear, yet she dared not approach, "Leng Leng, he is your father, you can’t kill him!"

Wang Lan was better off not speaking—her words had just fallen when Zhao Lingling’s empty gaze shifted from Zhao Jinbao to her and then she began stabbing crazily at her with the fruit knife!

"Leng Leng, what are you doing?!" Wang Lan, both shocked and angry, swiftly dodged, "I’m your mother, have you lost your mind? Zhao Lingling, wake up!"

Wang Lan’s cry of "I’m your mother," ignited Zhao Lingling’s rage even more. She let out a bitter laugh, her voice woeful and piercing, "You’re my mother? You pushed me out when trouble arose, making me unable to have children ever again! Then, taking your wealth, you want to abandon me. Is this how you mother? I will kill you! I will kill you!" With that, Zhao Lingling fiercely grabbed Wang Lan and with her other hand, plunged the knife down!

"Ah!—"

"Crash!—"

Amidst the screams and the sound of breaking porcelain, Wang Lan felt no pain. She cautiously opened her tightly shut eyes, and what she saw was Zhao Lingling, her head covered in fresh blood.

"Thud!—" With a dull sound, Zhao Lingling, still with her eyes open, fell to the ground! Zhao Jinbao emerged from behind her.

"Old Zhao! What have you done!" Wang Lan cried out in terror as she looked at the broken porcelain on the floor and then at Zhao Jinbao’s contorted face, exclaiming, "You killed Leng Leng! You actually killed her!"

"Stop screaming!" Zhao Jinbao roared furiously, grabbing Wang Lan’s collar viciously, gritting his teeth as he said, "If she hadn’t died, we all would’ve died!"