After rebirth, the scumbag called me aunt

"Don't!" A hoarse cry sounded, drowned in the rolling thunder outside, and the torrential rain was pouring in an instant.

Jing Yun was chained to the cross in the basement of Chu's house, her hair was disheveled, her eyes were swollen, her lips had been cracked, and she was trembling all over.

She stared straight at the stern-faced man with his hands in his pockets, and pleaded: "You let him go, he is your son, he really is your son, I didn't betray you...I didn't!"

What responded to her was a cold sigh from the man.

Raising his hand, the man suddenly threw the photo in his hand onto her face, his voice was thunderous and full of anger: "Then tell me, what is this? Jing Yun! I'm not stupid! I'll find a special person for these photos." The one that has been identified is real, without any trace of synthesis!"

She lowered her head and looked at the photos scattered on the ground. On it was an image of her obsessing with a man who only had a profile face.

Her mind went blank and she screamed, "It's not true! No! I never have! Please let Zifeng go, he is really your son—"

Chu Zhenting lightly raised his left hand, and coldly ordered to the butler behind him: "Cut! Keep cutting! Until she tells her adulterer!"

This man is her husband of three years, Chu Zhenting, but at this moment, she feels that he is strange and terrifying.

"Don't!" Jing Yun's legs were bent. If her arms were not hanging in the air, she would have knelt down towards Chu Zhenting, "I beg you, don't hurt him anymore. He is only two years old, Zhenting, You are his father, he has called you father for more than a year."

How could he be so cruel that someone would cut him with a blade?
"Mom...it hurts..." The immature voice came out of his throat, hoarse, and Chu Zifeng's small body shrank to the ground, convulsing violently.

His lips trembled and turned purple...

"Chu Zhenting, tell him to stop, stop..."

"Why don't you say so?" Chu Zhenting rushed in front of her angrily, raised his hand and pressed her chin hard, and said angrily, "Do you think I will destroy your Jing family before you are willing to kill that adulterer?" admit it?"

"I didn't!" Jing Yun cried heart-rendingly, her voice hoarse, "Really not!"

At this time, the door of the basement was suddenly pushed open, and a gentle female voice came: "Shocking!"

It's her younger sister, Jing Yan, the adopted daughter of the Jing family!

Jing Yun seemed to see a savior, and hurriedly said, "Yan'er, save Zifeng quickly, he is dying soon."

However, Jing Yan walked straight to Chu Zhenting's side as if she didn't hear it.

She hugged Chu Zhenting intimately, and said softly: "My sister has always been confused, there are so many people, maybe even she doesn't know who the biological father of the child is."

What nonsense is she talking about?Jing Yun's eyes widened suddenly.

Jing Yan glanced in Chu Zifeng's direction, and seeing that he was a bloody mass, she showed pity: "It's so pitiful." Turning her head, she softly persuaded Jing Yun: "Sister, don't be stubborn, Zifeng The paternity test has come out, and it is indeed not Zhen Ting's child. Just bow your head and admit your mistake, and don't drag the child any more."

How can it be?She has always kept herself clean, how could Chu Zifeng not be Chu Zhenting's child?

However, looking at Chu Zifeng's appearance, Jing Yun still had tears of blood in her eyes, and said hoarsely, "Okay, I admit it! You let Zifeng go, and you ask someone to heal his wounds."

"Slap!", Chu Zhenting raised his hand and slapped her across the face, "It's disgusting!"

The corners of Jing Yan's lips curled up slightly, and she said gently, "The housekeeper hasten to take the child to heal his wounds, and I will have a few words with my sister."

After they all left, she smiled and walked up to Jing Yun.

"Sister's appearance really makes my sister feel bad." She raised her hand and patted Jing Yun's face vigorously: "Don't you want me to save your son? That's fine, show your sincerity."

"What do you want?" Jing Yun swallowed bitterly.Although there were already many ominous speculations in her heart, she didn't dare to bet on Zifeng's life now!

Only Jing Yan can save him!

The smile on the corner of Jing Yan's mouth spread: "You have the design draft of the final of the international fashion competition in your hand."

Jing Yun closed her eyes and said hoarsely: "The manuscript is in the second drawer of my study, and the electronic version is in the D drive of the computer. The unlock password is Chu Zhenting's pinyin."

Mentioning the three words Chu Zhenting, she felt that she was going to be out of breath in pain.

"You didn't lie to me?" Jing Yan raised her eyebrows, and when she saw Jing Yun nodding, she said proudly, "If you think about it, you wouldn't lie to me, after all, Chu Zifeng is still in my hands."

She blinked her eyes twice, and suddenly leaned in front of Jing Yun again: "But I did so much just to let you die, so how could I save him?"

"What did you say?" Jing Yun's pupils tightened.

Jing Yan laughed, blew into Jing Yun's ear, and sighed: "My son and Zhen Ting have been raised outside, waiting for this opportunity for a long time."

"What did you say? You and Chu Zhenting?" Jing Yun's eyes flushed red, she suddenly understood, and said in a hoarse voice, "So these photos are just a cover, you just want Zifeng to die—"

"It's not too stupid." Jing Yan smiled slightly, "But we don't think we have wronged you, your son is indeed not shocking."

"You're talking nonsense, you bastard!" Jing Yun didn't believe it, and wanted to kick her angrily, but her hands and feet were bound and the iron chains rattled, but she couldn't touch Jing Yan at all.

Jing Yan had already taken two steps back, and accused condescendingly: "I'm an asshole? Is it me or your mother? Jing Yun, who is also my father's daughter, why do you have to overwhelm me? Why? You have a child and everyone treats it like a baby, but my son has to hide?"

what did she say?She is father's own daughter?And her son?When did it happen?
Jing Yun only felt that her brain was turning white, her throat was blocked, and she felt like she couldn't breathe.

Seeing her despair, Jing Yan smiled even brighter: "Yes, I am my father's own daughter! My son, he is Chu Zhenting's own son! You don't know yet, do you? On the day you got married, Chu Zhenting and I'm together. By the way, I forgot to tell you, your mother probably won't live long, and I changed her medicine."

"Jing Yun, the champion of the international competition is mine! Dad is mine! The Jing family is mine! Chu Zhenting is mine too! And you, go to hell!"

She's going to take it all back!
Jing Yan suddenly reached out her hand to pick up the blade that cut Chu Zifeng just now, and slashed at Jing Yun's body...

Jing Yun let out a sharp scream, but the voice became weaker and weaker.

After an unknown amount of time, Jing Yan untied the iron chain and pushed the lifeless Jing Yun into the dog cage beside the basement.

The Tibetan Mastiff, who had been hungry for a week, rushed towards it like crazy, devouring the bones of the human body in the blink of an eye...

The heavy rain continued, and the drowsy streets were empty.

In the luxurious private room of the hotel, a man with gold teeth and a fat belly was standing in front of the bed, smoking a cigarette depressedly: "Damn it, I have already paid the deposit, so why am I going to face this dead body like this?" night?"