Triplets: Daddy, Please Pamper Us Lightly-Chapter 192 - 191: Two Similar Faces_1

"So what if it was me who harmed him? He who has a clean conscience fears no accusation. Everything in this world is about karmic retribution. Now, it’s your turn to face it!" 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Yan Ling deliberately provoked An Qiuyue, making her eyes become bloodshot from rage.

She wanted to desperately fight Yan Ling.

But the men Hao Lian Yong had brought with him had already been scared off by the National Security Department, and she herself was no match for Yan Ling.

"Don’t spout nonsense, we haven’t done anything wrong!"

An Qiuyue continued to struggle desperately.

Yet Yan Ling had no intention of indulging her in more pointless talk.

She could sense that An Qiuyue was on the verge of collapse.

With a sardonic grin at the corner of her mouth, she deliberately stepped closer to An Qiuyue.

Then, lowering her voice chillingly, she asked, "How come you claim you’ve done nothing wrong? Your hands are stained with blood, aren’t they? Don’t you dream of them haunting you every time you visit Hao Lian Yong’s family grave?"

Hearing this, An Qiuyue, already racked with guilt, suddenly felt the chill creeping down her spine.

Looking at Yan Ling’s eerie and cold face, she lost it.

"No... it wasn’t me! Those two children were already dead; I didn’t kill Hao Lianyu! Their deaths had nothing to do with me..."

"What did you say?"

An Qiuyue’s words caused Yan Ling’s heart to plummet to the depths.

She had been clinging to a shred of hope, believing that the child might still be alive.

But An Qiuyue had extinguished her last bit of hope!

And as for her mother’s death, could there be more to the story?

Yan Ling felt her mind was a mess. She forced herself to regain composure, and turned to Hao Lianyu, "Didn’t the fortune teller say that burying a child with a matching birth chart in your family grave would grant you a child? Are you sure that child is already dead?"

An Qiuyue, unaware that she was under hypnosis, shook her head and muttered, "I don’t know, I did as he told me, so why couldn’t I conceive? He must be a liar. Yes, he must have tricked me..."

Yan Ling was now utterly devoid of hope.

She said... she had done as the fortune-teller advised!

Which meant...

The child really was no more!

With red, trembling eyes, Yan Ling asked, "Where is Hao Lian Yong’s hometown?"

"I don’t know, I don’t know... I have never been to his hometown!"

An Qiuyue’s words brought back a trace of rationality to Yan Ling.

As a wife, how could she possibly not know where her husband’s hometown was?

Could it be that An Qiuyue had never visited Hao Lian Yong’s hometown all these years?

Yan Ling wanted to continue questioning An Qiuyue about Hao Lian Yong, but no matter what she asked, An Qiuyue would claim ignorance.

When Yan Ling tried to ask about her mother, An Qiuyue, still under hypnosis, suddenly turned and ran away like a madwoman.

An Qiuyue fled, but Yan Ling didn’t pursue.

She slowly crouched down, curling up like a small, injured animal.

The child was truly gone...

The hope she had managed to nurture was ruthlessly extinguished!

Her heart felt like it had been pierced by a thousand arrows, yet tears refused to come.

Ding dong.

As Yan Ling was lost in her sorrow, her phone rang.

It was a video call on WeChat.

Yan Ling was not in the mood to answer, but the caller persistently sent call after call.

Reluctantly, Yan Ling, her face pale, pulled out her phone.

When she saw Qi Tiantian’s headshot flashing on the screen, her heart clenched.

Tiantian from this angle looked remarkably like her maternal grandmother...