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Chapter 258 Ji Mingche Wants to Kill Jian Yue

Lu Youting's pupils shrank fiercely. Seeing that he was about to get angry, Jian Si grabbed his hand quietly and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "The mouth grows on others, whatever they say. Just have a clear conscience."

Lu Youting glanced at her deeply and suppressed his anger.

As soon as Jian Si finished worshiping, Ye Qingqing came.

After raising the incense to Mrs. Jiang, he walked up to Mrs. Jiang and deliberately pretended to be sad: "Grandma Jiang, a person cannot be resurrected after death, so you are mourning."

Mrs. Jiang stared at her coldly, her sharp eyes as if she could see through everything.

Ye Qingqing's scalp was numb and her heart trembled: "Grandma Jiang, I'm sorry, I'm incompetent and can't save Master Jiang for you. I hope you don't blame me."

If she hadn't been afraid that Mrs. Jiang would have taken revenge in the future, she wouldn't have come!

It's really harder than being tortured.

Mrs. Jiang stared at Ye Qingqing for a while, and suddenly laughed: "Don't worry, I never implicate innocent people."

But none of the people involved can escape.

All of them must be filled with their lives.

Ye Qingqing always felt that Mrs. Jiang had something to say, but she couldn't find any mistakes. She had to smile embarrassedly and retreat. Unexpectedly, she unexpectedly saw Lu Youting and Jian Si.

Seeing them standing shoulder to shoulder, like a pair of handsome men and beautiful women, Ye Qingqing felt sour and said sarcastically: "Professor Jian, such a coincidence, you are here too?"

Jian Si looked ahead and was in a state of no mood to pay attention to her.

The more she ignored her, the more she became dissatisfied with Ye Qingqing: "That's right, you killed Young Master Jiang, you should come to worship him. This is what you owe him."

Jane Si was laughed at her shameless anger.

"Ye Qingqing, don't let everyone in the world be fools, you are the only one who is smart. You know more than me how Jiang Shaoan died. If you kill someone, you can stand here with confidence and confidence? You have really refreshed my understanding of you again and again."

Ye Qingqing didn't expect that Jian Si was so sharp-tongued, her face turned red with anger, and her eyes could almost spit out fire.

"One day, I will make you a defeated man from my subordinates. Then we can see how arrogant you are."

Word by word, it seems like it is squeezed out from the teeth.

Unfortunately, she was so arrogant that she got only Jian Si's contemptuous look and was too lazy to say a word.

Ye Qingqing was so angry that her teeth were itchy, and she felt powerless as she punched the cotton.

The funeral is still underway.

Under a sad music, Jiang Shaoan was pushed into the stove.

Looking at the grandson who was swallowed by the fire, Mrs. Jiang's hatred for Jian Si and Ye Qingqing reached its peak-

After the funeral.

Jian Si and Lu Youting were about to leave, but Li Jun suddenly came over and said respectfully to Lu Youting: "Mr. Lu, our old lady has something to say to you, please come with me."

Lu Youting narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "It's inconvenient today, I'll visit myself another day."

Li Jun said: "It's very urgent, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait another day!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Youting looked embarrassed.

Jian Si knew what he was worried about, and pulled her sleeve and said, "Mrs. Jiang should be an urgent matter to find you. You go there! I'll wait for you at the door."

Lu Youting was worried and told: "Don't go anywhere, I'll come."

"Yes!" Jian Si nodded very obediently.

Lu Youting followed Li Jun away.

Jian Si came to the door and waited for Lu Youting.

Time passed by minute by minute, but Lu Youting was never seen.

She took out her cell phone and looked at the time. She was hesitating whether to go back to the hospital first, when someone suddenly knocked on the back of her head. Before she could feel the pain, her eyes went dark and she fell to the ground and fainted.

...

Jian Si didn't know how long he had been in a coma. When he woke up, the only feeling was pain.

The pain was so painful that my head seemed to explode.

"You're awake?"

The familiar voice shocked Jian Si's whole body, and her thoughts were regained. She suddenly looked up and looked at the source of the sound. The purpose was a wrinkled, old and hideous face.

Mrs. Jiang sat on the chair, looking down at Jian Si from a high place, her mouth slightly raised, and her smile was fierce and vicious.

"Professor Jane, we're meeting again!"

Jian Si looked at her calmly: "Mrs. Jiang, what do you mean?"

Mrs. Jiang's eyes turned scarlet, like a crazy beast. She squatted down, grabbed Jian Si's hair, and pulled it back with force.

Jian Si was in pain and his head was forced to tilt back.

Mrs. Jiang stared at Jian Si gloomyly, without shy about her murderous intent.

"What do you mean? What do you mean? You killed my grandson and asked me to send a black-haired man to a person who was white-haired man to live in pain day and night, and you want you to bury my grandson with you."

Jian Si felt that her scalp was about to be pulled off, and her little face suddenly changed in pain.

"The person who killed you, Jiang Shaoan, is you and Ye Qingqing, and it has nothing to do with me."

Mrs. Jiang laughed: "Do you think she can escape?"

Jian Si's breathing stagnated: "What do you mean?"

Mrs. Jiang waved her hand gently and Ye Qingqing threw it to the ground like someone was thrown into rags.

Ye Qingqing was obviously scared and did not care about the pain on her body. She rolled and crawled to Mrs. Jiang, hugged her legs tightly, and shivered all over fear: "Grandma Jiang, Shaoan's death really has nothing to do with me. It was the sequelae caused by Jian Si's poor technical skills during the rescue. I have tried my best to rescue him, but his condition is too serious and I really can't do anything about it. If Jian Si was willing to come over at that time, Shaoan would definitely not die."

Getting used to her sweet words, Mrs. Jiang became angry and let go of Jian Si, grabbed her hair, pressed her head, and kept hitting the ground.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The forehead hit the ground, making a loud noise.

In a short while, Ye Qingqing was already bleeding and blood was flowing all over the ground.

"Ah... Grandma Jiang, spare my life... You let me go... I'm really innocent... Grandma Jiang... Please, let me go..."

A severe pain spreads along the forehead.

Ye Qingqing felt that her head seemed to be pried open by someone, and her voice was trembling in pain.

As she begged for mercy, Mrs. Jiang really let go of her, and then grabbed her neck, pressed her to the ground, gritted her teeth and said, "Are you innocent? Do you really think I am a fool? I have been in the mall for decades, and no one has dared to fool me like this! From the day you killed my grandson, you should have thought that there will be today..."

The suffocation made Ye Qingqing cough constantly, and her face gradually turned black and blue under the blood.

Mrs. Jiang was very unhappy and her eyes were red: "Do you remember I warned you? I said that if something happened to Shaoan, I will let you bury her with her."

The fear of death enveloped Ye Qingqing.

This time, she was really scared and regretted not to bet on Jiang Shaoan's life.

"Ahem, Grandma Jiang, I... I know my mistake. Please give me aside this time, I will make up for my debt to Shaoan because of my sisterly relationship for more than ten years..."

Mrs. Jiang completely lost her mind at this time, like a wild beast that had been driven crazy, unable to listen to anything. She smiled "he" and slowly let go of her hand that was holding Ye Qingqing's neck.

Ye Qingqing thought she was finally willing to let her go, and while gasping for breath, she crawled back.

Unfortunately, before she could breathe a sigh of relief, Mrs. Jiang suddenly slowly got up from the ground, waved her hand and four men walked in from outside the door.

Ye Qingqing and Jian Si felt an ominous feeling at the same time.

Mrs. Jiang stood on a crutch and smiled grimly: "As a woman, I naturally know what women fear the most. I want them to destroy you, then put the video on the Internet, then take off your clothes, and throw you naked on the road."

As she finished speaking, Ye Qingqing's face immediately turned pale and her little face turned pale.
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