Since then, I will not pay in vain

"Xin Yao, I'm sorry, I was negligent this time, don't worry, I will definitely find out the murderer." He walked forward and gently wiped away the tears from Jiang Xin Yao's face, filled with guilt.

This kind of thing can happen under his nose, it can be said how bold and rampant this murderer is.

He never believed that it was his own mother Wu Xianglin who did it, but if not, he had to find out the real culprit, who would it be?
"Go away, I don't want to see you." Jiang Xinyao, who was in a shallow sleep, immediately opened her eyes when Hua Zijiao's fingers touched the skin on her face. Get up, push him away, stare at him hostilely, put your hands on your stomach, nervous and anxious all over your body.

"Heart ballad." Hua Zijiao was pushed off the bed, helpless and helpless.

He is indeed responsible for this matter!
"Go away, don't touch me." Jiang Xinyao shouted angrily with a cold face.

Hua Zijiao saw that her eyes were swollen, and her legs were swollen into steamed buns due to pregnancy. She was very short of breath when speaking, and felt extremely uncomfortable. She wanted to be with her, but she didn't want to see him. If she forced him to stay, it would only make her My heart is even more blocked.

"Okay, don't get excited, I'll go out right away." He agreed, turned and walked outside, heartbroken.

After walking out, leaning against the gate, he closed his eyes sadly.

After a while the coldness returned.

"Mr. Hua, the nature of this incident is too bad." He walked up to Hua Zijiao and handed him the test sheet.

After Hua Zijiao took the test sheet and looked at it, his face was gloomy like the sea.

"Where's Mo Piao Piao?"

"I'm still in the hospital for observation. According to the doctor, it shouldn't be a big problem." Frowning coldly, he said fearfully, "If the young mistress ate those pastries today, the consequences would be unimaginable. This person is too bold and wicked, he is completely devastated." Heavenly conscience, we must find out and let him sit in prison."

"Let's go, follow me to the study." Hua Zijiao's eyes were filled with coldness, and after saying that, he walked towards the study, and the coldness immediately followed.

As night fell, Wu Xianglin sat blankly.

She has been sitting on the sofa for an afternoon since Hua Zijiao left.

She didn't understand how such a terrible thing happened when she just wanted to give her son and daughter-in-law something to eat. It's all right now, and my son will never forgive her again.

Thinking of this, she burst into tears.

The night was getting darker, her legs and feet were numb from sitting on the sofa, her son's indifferent and resentful eyes were like a knife stabbing her heart, she felt that she was about to collapse.

I don't know how long it took, but in the darkness, she stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

On the balcony in the back garden, outside the blue curtains, a pair of sinister and cold eyes were staring at her back viciously...

"Ah." Wu Xianglin pushed open the door of the bedroom, and suddenly, a mass of black object fell directly from the top of her head, and she screamed out in fright.

The smell of blood filled the air.

Wu Xianglin shouted with ashen face: "Wu Ma, Wu Ma."

"Ma'am, what's wrong with you?" Wu Ma rushed over from the nanny's room.

"Hurry up, he's dead, there's blood." Wu Xianglin was so frightened that he didn't dare to open his eyes. He ran out with a pale face and yelled loudly, and bumped into Wu Ma who happened to run over. Thinking that he had hit a ghost, he screamed in fright.

"Madam, don't be afraid, it's me." Wu Ma immediately hugged her and comforted her repeatedly.

After Wu Xianglin confirmed that he hadn't bumped into a ghost, he opened his eyes wide in horror.

"Wu Ma, look quickly, there are ghosts and blood inside." Wu Xianglin said fearfully, pulling Wu Ma and pointing to his bedroom.

"Ma'am, don't be afraid, there won't be ghosts, how can there be ghosts in this world, don't scare yourself." Wu Ma patted her on the back and comforted, "You step aside first, let me see Let's see what's going on."

Wu Ma also smelled the smell of blood in her nostrils, and frowned. She had never encountered such a thing after staying in Nuanxiang Pavilion for so long, and she didn't believe that there were any ghosts in this world.

She pulled Wu Xianglin behind her, and then walked towards the bedroom.

The closer you get to the bedroom, the stronger the smell of blood becomes.

Wu Ma was also a little scared, so she turned on the corridor lamp.

The light turned on, and the darkness dissipated. She took courage, walked to the door, covered her nose, and turned on the big chandelier in the bedroom.

When the chandelier is turned on, the whole bedroom is brightly lit.

Wu Ma looked at the ground.

A cat was lying on the ground, motionless, and upon closer inspection, the cat was covered in blood.

Amitabha!
She breathed a sigh of relief and cursed: "Why did this beast come here? It's not easy to die. It has to die here. It's really an incarnation."

After Wu Xianglin heard Wu Ma's scolding, he realized that it was a cat, whether it was dead or injured, and it seemed that the blood was coming from its body.

She breathed a sigh of relief and walked up.

At this time, Mama Wu had already bent down and picked up the cat.

"It seems that it is dead." After Wu Ma looked at it, her voice trembled a little.

Wu Xianglin looked at the cat, and when he saw it, his heart beat violently, and his whole face was full of panic.

The cat is indeed dead, this cat is still raised by Nuanxiang Pavilion, and she even played with it.

However, what she feared was not the death of the cat, but the terrible death of the cat!
The neck of the big black cat was broken. There was a bloody mouth on the neck, and there was also a big bloody mouth on the body. The blood flowed all over the body. It should have drained all the blood.

Such a tragic death, it is hard to imagine that it died naturally and normally.

"It, how could it die so badly? Who did it?" Wu Xianglin's voice trembled, his expression was ugly.

"Madam, it's just an animal. You go sit on the sofa in the living room first, and I'll get rid of it first." Wu Ma said softly, putting the dead cat aside first, and then went to the utility room to take out the dead cat. A large bag contained the cat, screwed tight, and was ready to be thrown into the litter box outside.

But at this time, Wu Xianglin seemed to be shrouded in a bad premonition, and he didn't dare to stay in the room alone, so he stopped Wu Ma and refused to let her go.

Wu Ma was a little embarrassed, it was too bad to keep such a thing at home, but at this moment, there was no one else in the Nuanxiang Pavilion except her.

Since the corruption and transfer of property between Hua Ziao and his son last time, Hua Zijiao has reformed the entire Huayuan, reducing a large number of housekeepers and servants, strictly controlling expenses, and eliminating waste of paving. Jiao leads by example, and Nuanxiang Pavilion was the first to be canceled as a housekeeper.

Because Wang Jiayu was sent to the cell and Xiaomei was dismissed, Nuanxiang Pavilion in Nuoda only had Wu Ma, an honest and reliable old servant.

If Wu Ma went to take out the trash, Wu Xianglin would be the only one left in this villa, she was afraid.

"Ma'am, please sit down for a while, the trash can is outside, I'll be right back." Wu Ma poured a cup of hot tea for Wu Xianglin, said a few words of relief, and went out with the trash bag.

After a while, she came back with a pale face.