Rebirth: National Crown Prince

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at this time.

The Moss family.

Mo Sizong narrowed his eyes: "Miss Xie, it seems that you have lived a pretty good life these past few decades."

The woman who was tied up by the rope had a frightened and helpless look in her eyes. Her whole body was in pain and she couldn't help but grinning in embarrassment.

"Who are you?" she asked.

The housekeeper on the side looked at the woman in front of him with cold eyes: "Miss Xie, it seems that your memory is not very good. Have you forgotten all the things you did decades ago?"

When he thought that his eldest young master had ended up like this because of this woman, he had no good impression of her at all.

Let me ask, how can a woman who was able to abandon the eldest young master and sell her child fare well? It would be an exaggeration to say that such a woman has a vicious heart.

Xie Ying seemed to have thought of something, and her pupils shrank sharply, "Who are you? What do you want to do by catching me?" Her voice began to tremble.

impossible! impossible!

Do these people know what she did back then?

Also, wasn’t that man dead back then?

Didn't that man say he was an orphan?

Mo Sizong hated the woman in front of him deeply. His son had been lying on the bed for decades, but this woman didn't feel any guilt at all.

His Hong'er is good in every aspect, but his eyes are a bit blind.

"Who are you?" Xie Ying asked in a cold voice.

Mo Sihong sneered: "Who am I? I am Mo Sihong's father, Mo Si Zong."

Mo Sihong...

The father of... Mozong...

Xie Ying felt numb all over her body, and her heart suddenly hurt. She opened her phoenix eyes wide: "He lied to me? He actually lied to me!"

That man actually lied to her about this?

Seeing the woman's unbelievable crazy look, Mo Sizong frowned: "I really don't know, what did Hong'er see in you in the first place?"

"Isn't he dead?" Xie Ying's beautiful face was distorted for a moment. "Is he still alive? Impossible." She denied subconsciously.

"Snapped!"

A slap mark suddenly appeared on Xie Ying's face.

"How can the eldest young master be slandered by a woman like you?"

"You hit me?" Xie Ying looked at the housekeeper in disbelief. She had never been insulted like this in her life. She had been slapped just now. The thought of this made her almost crazy.

Mo Sizong said with disgust in his eyes: "Hold her down."

The two men in black immediately stepped forward and held down Xie Ying, who was about to struggle wildly.

Seeing Xie Ying being held down, Mo Sizong gave the housekeeper a wink.

The butler understood.

"Miss Xie Ying, do you still remember the baby you sold back then?"

The struggling Xie Ying suddenly stiffened, "What are you talking about? I can't understand. Also, it's against the law for you to kidnap someone, so let me go."

"It seems that Miss Xie Ying won't shed tears without seeing the coffin!" The housekeeper threw the photo in his hand directly in front of Xie Ying, "You should take a good look at the people in the photo."

In the photo, there is a man who looks a bit wretched, and he is holding a newborn baby in his arms.

Yes, this man was the trafficker who wanted to buy Xie Ying's child.

Xie Ying handed the child over to the trafficker herself because she was in urgent need of money at the time and she didn't want to be a burden to her.

Seeing Xie Ying's body trembling and her face unusually pale, Mo Sizong's eyes flashed with fierceness: "You should be glad that this child is still alive. He hates us relatives now. That child is cruel and ruthless. His father must be cruel enough, Miss Xie, tell me, if he knew that you were the murderer who caused him to live such a hellish life, what would he do to you?"