How could Meng Jingfen, who had just become beautiful, bear to die?
Silently she entered Meng Yajun's room, lay on the bed, and wept.
Meng Qinghua was taken aback.
She was genuinely afraid that Jingfen might seek death, even more afraid that the two ruthless devils, Meng Jinhua and Fu Hongfang, would kill Jingfen.
In that case, her plot would fall through.
She hurriedly said, "Don't be joking. Do you think your family's issues will be over if she dies? What she did is even worse than murder. Do you think anyone would dare to be associated with your family if it gets out? I tell you, when the time comes, forget about in-laws, you won't even have friends willing to associate with you."
Meng Jinhua thought it over, knew she was right, and said with a grim face, "I can mortgage the house to you, but you must find me one hundred thousand, meaning I value this house at three hundred thousand. Otherwise, you just wait for me to sell it myself and then give you two hundred thousand."
