The cold and charming wife of the ruthless president

Shen Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to leave when Li Yuwei pushed Shen Qiao over.

"Mr. Ye is good."

Li Yuwei looked at Ye Zhen flatteringly, and said to take care of her. Ye Zhen just glanced at her indifferently, and then said to Shen Qiao: "You stay by yourself later, I have some things to deal with. After the dinner, I will let Jiang Rou take you back."

"Okay." Shen Qiao replied dryly, holding back a lot of words in her heart, but she didn't have time to say a word.

As soon as Ye Zhen left, Shen Wanqing was about to go to the lounge, but Shen Qiao blocked her way.

"Shen Wanqing, where are you going?"

"With Ye Zhen not here, can't you pretend to be a sister?" Shen Wanqing raised her brows and looked at Shen Qiao contemptuously.

"I have something to tell you." Shen Qiao's eyes flickered, revealing a calculating smile.

"Then let's talk, I'm all ears." Shen Wanqing lazily picked out her ears, her starry eyes were smiling.

Shen Qiao lowered her eyes, dismissed Li Yuwei, and then said to Shen Wanqing: "This is not a place to talk, go upstairs."

As Shen Qiao said, she raised her eyes to look at the balcony on the second floor of the hall staircase, pointed there and said, "Where shall we go to talk, the entire banquet hall can be seen clearly over there, but it is quiet and most suitable for conversation."

"Say it or not, I don't want to hear it yet." Shen Wanqing yawned, and walked with her back.

Shen Qiao blocked her way with a wheelchair, and asked with bloodshot eyes, "Why, don't you want to know how your mother died back then?"

"What did you say!" As if a thunder had blown, Shen Wanqing trembled all over, and rushed forward to grab Shen Qiao's wrist.

"Help me up to the balcony on the second floor!" Shen Qiao narrowed her eyes and smiled.

Shen Wanqing snorted, looked at the bustling crowd in the hall, gritted her teeth secretly, held back the disgust in her heart and helped Shen Qiao go up.

"I have brought you up as you requested. Tell me, what exactly did you say to my mother back then! Why did she suddenly fall from the building, and why did she die at my wedding!"

Shen Qiao leaned back on the handrail of the stairs, and looked at Shen Wanqing's eager face with a smile, "Ah, it's been six years, and I almost forgot Aunt Wen Ya's face... Hehehe..."

The sharp laughter made Shen Wanqing's heart sting, she wanted to strangle the woman in front of her impulsively several times, her bright eyes were stained red with hatred, and the dusty memory in the depths of her heart once again opened a bloody wound.

"You were the one who killed my mother, right! You were the one who killed her!" Shen Wanqing gritted her teeth and clenched her fists tightly, letting her nails cut through her palm.

"How can you suspect that I caused her to die? I obviously pushed her down with my own hands!" Shen Qiao opened her eyes innocently, facing Shen Wanqing's questioning, she covered her mouth and giggled.

"You, how can you be so vicious! How can the Shen family feel sorry for you? You want to hurt me and my mother so much!" Shen Wanqing broke down completely, tears burst out, and ferocious bloodshot eyes were densely wrapped around her eyes. She grabbed Shen Qiao's shoulder and questioned heartbrokenly.

It had been six years, and her suspicions had come true. She had always known that Shen Qiao was related to her mother's death, but what she didn't know was that she killed her own mother herself!
What about Ye Zhen, Ye Zhen was with Shen Qiao at the time, did he just watch Shen Qiao kill his mother...

Shen Wanqing's shoulders trembled, and she stood there in a daze, as if her strength had been drained from her whole body, her mind was full of that indifferent face.

Ye Zhen is also a murderer, Ye Zhen is also a murderer...

Fear and hatred instantly blended together, Shen Wanqing opened her mouth, her throat seemed to be choked, unable to utter a word.