"How is that possible? You love him so much."

Mary Kinson explained softly: "Because you are my only best friend, men can change, but my best friend is for a lifetime. I will give him to you, so I will help you. You don't have to hide anything from me."

"Will you really help me?" Lavi asked, unconvinced.

Mary Kinson sighed and said helplessly: "In fact, I thought a lot during his three months on a business trip. His mother doesn't like me. A marriage that is not blessed by parents will never be happy. You are different. I remember that his mother likes you better."

Lavi was moved.

Knowing from Rose Kinson that Mary returned to Kinson, she once fell into a desperate situation.

After all, Kinson and Blaks'are match each other, so even if Emma hates Mary Kinson again, she will compromise because she is a wealthy family.

Unexpectedly, now this fool gives up herself.

She took back her thoughts, fearing that Mary Kinson was just talking, so she was wronged and cried: "Marry, I'm sorry, I just want to like him quietly... As long as you are happy, I will be happy. I will leave here and go to other places without disturbing you. Don't break up because of me. Richard likes you very much."

Mary Kinson smiled coldly. Her plan, too, began.

Her eyes are cold, but her voice is very gentle: "Lavi, you don't have to be stressed, I am tired, you can love him for me, I am very grateful."

"I..."

Mary Kinson interrupted her: "I just want you to take care of him for me. Instead of giving him to other women, it is better to bless you."

"But I'm afraid he won't like me," Lavi said, lost.

"I will hang up first."

She hangs up the phone, mocking a smile.

When is a person most desperate?

Mary Kinson lazily evoked her lips, picked up her mobile phone, and sent a message to  Richard.

"I wish you and her happiness!"

Richard Black fell in love with Lavi and betrayed her in the past life, which made her life worse than death.

So, she wants Richard Black to hate her guts before she falls in love with Lavi Sue in this life.

Let Lavi have the taste of love.

And this is just the beginning.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the rapid ringing of my cell phone.

It's Richard.

All this was expected by her.

After connecting, she put her mobile phone in her ear.

Richard Black almost asked word by word: "Mary, what do you mean by" she "?"

"Sorry, I'm busy."

She hung up without giving him a chance to explain.

Richard Black doesn't know who she is in her mouth, but he will definitely check.

Now tell him it's Lavi Sueo, isn't the game over?

It's more interesting to catch cats and mice and eat them when they are dying.

She hummed a little song in a happy mood.

Half an hour later, she returned to Kinson's house.

Before Mary Kinson entered the house, she heard an old voice: "Are you a bastard as a father? Not as good as an old woman like me? How can you ruin the marriage?"

"Mom, this is the meaning of Stanly. It is a foregone conclusion. Don't talk about it again."

The old lady growled, "Beverly Kinson, Stanly knows something even she does not exist in this world, and she won't let you do this! When Richard Black was a husband since childhood, how can he become the husband of his sister? !"

Beverly Kinson's voice is helpless: "When you are old, don't worry about the younger generation."

"Are you too old? You stirred up the Kinson family. Do you know where she went at night?"

Beverly Kinsonfrowned: "Where has she been?"

"Go to the bar and drink with Richard! I heard that she still has a relationship with Richard, so she should draw a clear line with William Black."

The more the old lady talked, the angrier she became, and she sat down on the sofa.

Mary Kinson's eyes color cold a few minutes, early know Kinson family old lady difficult to get along with.

In the final analysis, this is all the credit ofRose Kinson.

She didn't listen anymore, pushed open the door, and went in.

The noise in the room came to an abrupt end.

Mary Kinson smiled sweetly: "Dad."

Beverly Kinson felt a headache for the first time. He didn't want his mother to disagree with his daughter.

He walked over and took her to introduce: "Come back, this is grandma."

Mary Kinson's smile was not very enthusiastic. She just gently hooked her lips and said politely, "Hello, Grandma."

Tama Kinson looked at her up and down with a bit of surprise.

Two girls and her dead mother are seven points similar, and there is a unique aesthetic feeling in her bones.

This girl is destined to be extraordinary in this life.

She didn't want her to wander between William Black's uncle and nephew.

Beverly Kinson expected her mother to say something wrong and quickly interrupted: "Mary, go to the study table and get a box, which is a relic left by your mother."

Mary Kinson nodded.

Turned and went upstairs. She went to the study and took the box, and then went back to her bedroom.

She put the beautiful box in the drawer and wanted to wait until the old lady's anger was solved before opening it.

Mary Kinson has always had a habit of looking at her herbs when she comes home, regardless of wind and rain.

She pushed open the door and came to the small garden.

Only one glance, she saw the withered mulberry flowers.

Breathing sank, and a calm heart exploded instantly.

She hurried over to see if the mulberry flower could be saved.

The stamens are dark and hopeless.

Her beautiful fox eyes are cold and narrow, and her eyes are gradual as cold as wind and frost on a cold day.

Turning around, Mary Kinson went downstairs, looked at Uncle Mark, who was pouring water for the old lady, frowned, and asked, "Uncle Mark, who entered my room today?"

Tama Kinson looked very unhappy at her fundus and replied aloud: "I entered your room."

Mary Kinson looked at her and asked seriously, "Did you touch my flowers?"

When the old lady saw that her face was depressed, she couldn't like her, so she looked cold and said nothing.

Beverly Kinson felt that the atmosphere was wrong. She quickly walked to Mary Kinson's front, patted her shoulder gently: "Marry, don't talk to Grandma in such a tone."

Seeing his father's dilemma, Mary Kinson looked mild.

The hand-gathered in the cuff secretly pinched the palm of her hand, and her eyes swept across everyone present.

In any case, she must find out who broke her mulberry flower.