"But no matter what, my feelings for you have been true in the years!" Bai Haitang struggled to support her body, knelt on the ground, looked up at Wen Mingdao, and cried and begged: "Mingdao, I am your dear aunt! After your mother passed away, you were thirsty, hungry, and sick, and I was all taking care of you! My aunt doesn't ask for anything else, but only for my aunt to love you over the years. I will let my aunt have a way out, don't call the police, my aunt is willing to go to the temple to practice and pray for your dead mother!"

"Stop dreaming!" Wen Mingdao spat on her and said hatefully: "You are a murderer! If you go to the temple, you will only defile other people's places! If you kill our biological mother, we will never forgive you in our lives. You can go to hell to repent!"

"No...don't..." Bai Haitang cried and cried to the feet of Mr. Wen, grabbed Mr. Wen's hands and shook them hard, "Brother Zhe! Brother Zhe! I love you! Because I love you, I do stupid things. Brother Zhe, for the sake of my love for you and your son, I have devoted all my youth to you and your son. Let me have a way out and don't send me to jail!"

She cried and shook her head desperately, "Brother Zhe, please, I don't want to go to jail, it's terrible to go to jail! Brother Zhe, for the sake of my love for the rest of my life, you spare me, please, Brother Zhe!"

Last night, she didn't sleep all night.

She was afraid.

Fear of death.

Before she got married, she was the second lady who was spoiled by the Bai family.

After marrying Wen Wenzhe, there were many servants in the family, and she lived a pampered life without any touching the spring water.

Since she was young, she hadn't even washed her clothes, how could she go to jail?

Prison is not a place where people stay. She has been served for all her life. When she goes to such a terrible place, she will be tortured to death in a few days.

She doesn't want to die.

She hasn't lived enough yet.

How great is it to be the old lady of the Wen family?

There are people serving you every day, eating whatever you want, travel wherever you want, and making appointments with three or five friends when you are in a good mood, playing badminton, golf, swimming, fitness, shopping and spa.

She is only in her forties, and as long as she takes good care of herself, she can enjoy it for many years.

When you are imprisoned, you will lose nothing. Every day, you are in a dark place, you cannot eat enough or wear warmth, and you will suffer all the torture every day, which is even more uncomfortable than death.

Last night, she was locked in the basement and regretted that she wanted to hit her head against the wall.
Chapter completed!