Madam always trying to piss me off

Zichen is the eldest son and grandson, he has a heavier burden on his shoulders than others since he was born!

There are so many good things, which one can’t be grasped?

I just want to catch the same fruit.

The guests were also a little embarrassed. The children grabbed the oranges for a week, and they were still reluctant to grab the oranges. This is the first time I saw them.

But always boast, even if it's casual.

"Good luck." Yun Zhehao said.

"Yes, Zichen will definitely do everything smoothly in the future..."

Everyone, you say a word, and I say auspicious words in a word.

In fact, Sheng Hanyu and Shi Youxuan think it's pretty good, they have reached a consensus long ago, as long as the children don't go astray, they can be as happy as they want, and they don't have to do things according to their ideas.

Your own life should be planned by yourself.

Healthy and happy, the most important thing!

Catch the week is over, let's start.

These days Jian Yixin has been depressed, today is Zichen's birthday, so she took the opportunity to drink some wine.

When the banquet was over, I was a little drunk.

It's getting late, everyone is ready to say goodbye.

Shi Moli hugged her mother's neck tightly, and would not let go no matter how much she coaxed her, crying all the time.

Usually Jian Yixin came to see the child, and Moli did the same, but for the sake of the child's safety, she would leave cruelly and cry outside.

But today she drank alcohol, and the strength of alcohol will affect people's rational judgment.

Jian Yi gave her heart a sigh of relief: "The baby will go home with mother, and mother will take you back."

Everyone opposed it, and thought it would be better to put it here.

But she missed the child so much, she didn't want to be separated from the child for a moment, and insisted on taking it back.

Sheng Zerong also said: "It's okay, let's be more careful, it's okay, let's take it back and watch them cry."

He is distressed.

I feel sorry for my wife.

In the days when the child was not around, Jian Yixin couldn't sleep well every night. She often woke up in the middle of the night calling Moli's name. After waking up, the pillow was soaked with tears.

Anyway, I have to worry about it every day, why is it different?

Why worry and worry.

The couple insisted on being taken away by Moli, so they packed up Moli's things, and the family went back happily.

……

midnight.

"Beep bell-"

Shi Youxuan was awakened by a piercing ringing of the phone.

She had just turned on the light on the bedside when Sheng Hanyu was on the phone: "What's the matter with Zerong? Don't worry, take your time, I'll be there soon."

He got out of bed and quickly dressed, and told his wife before she could ask, "Yixin's house is on fire."

"Is anyone okay? I'll go with you." Shi Youxuan put on her clothes in twos and twos, and went out with her husband.

……

Jian Yixin's home.

The entrance of the house was very lively, several fire trucks were parked at the door, the original chic and beautiful villa was burned down to only a shelf, Sheng Zerong stood at the door in a daze, dripping all over his body.

His arm was injured, but it was simply bandaged with a cloth strip torn from a T-shirt.

The wound should be deep, and blood was dripping from the bandage, but he didn't notice it, and just stood there like a log.

"Ze Rong, as long as you are fine, where are Yixin and the child?" Shi Youxuan asked him, but he remained silent.

Shi Youxuan's heart sank, the house was burnt down like this, I'm afraid those girls...

"Xuanxuan, Yixin and the child are missing." Ma Linger came from the other side.

So she relaxes a little bit, it's good to be missing, at least it means that the person may be alive.

Yun's house is relatively close to Sheng Ze Rong's house, so they arrived a little faster than Shi Youxuan and Sheng Hanyu.

The wound on Sheng Zerong's arm was covered by Ma Linger, and the couple came out too quickly, so they came out with a coat over their pajamas. 18xs.

When they arrived, Sheng Zerong stood there dumbfounded, muttering non-stop: "Impossible, where did the person go? Where did the person go?"

His arm was bleeding all the time, Ma Linger wanted to take him to the hospital for bandaging, but he said nothing.

There was no other way, so she tore off a large piece of her husband's cotton pajamas, and dealt with it briefly first.

Sheng Hanyu and Yun Zhehao went to understand the situation with the security guard.

The police also came, investigated the scene, and asked Sheng Zerong what happened before the fire.

Sheng Zerong told the police what happened after the family of three arrived home.

Jian Yixin considered that there were no children's supplies in the apartment, so the family of three went home.

The home is also a closed community, with security guards patrolling 24 hours a day, and bodyguards on duty at home. The two think there is no problem.

When they were about to go to bed at night, the servant brought milk to the two of them. Jian Yixin drank it, but Sheng Zerong didn't drink it because she was a little upset.

Then something happened in the middle of the night.

He was choked awake by the strong smell of smoke, and the first thing he felt when he woke up was that it was on fire. He immediately pushed his wife next to him to get her up.

But his wife was sleeping very soundly, and she couldn't wake up after pushing hard, so he picked her up and ran outside quickly.

After sending his wife to a safe place, he turned around and went back to rescue the child again.

Rescue the servants, bodyguards...

Later, the fire was too big, and the house became a fire place, so it was impossible to rush in, and there were still people inside who did not come out.

The security guard arrived first, and then the fire engine came, and the fire was quickly brought under control, but at this time he found that his wife and son had disappeared.

Sheng Zerong searched all around but found nothing, then he called his elder brother and Yun Zhehao respectively.

……

"Mr. Sheng, please follow us to the police station for investigation." The policeman looked serious and wanted to take Sheng Zerong away.

Ma Linger: "What do you mean? Do you suspect that he is the murderer?"

Police: "Until the truth of the matter is thoroughly investigated, we will not let go of any possibility." Although they did not directly say that Sheng Zerong was suspected of being the murderer, they obviously meant that.

Ma Ling'er was furious, and went into a rage on the spot, swearing that Sheng Zerong would not be the murderer, accusing them of disregarding right from wrong, not finding the real murderer, but treating the victim as the murderer instead.

Shi Youxuan was also very angry. If it was before, she would argue on the spot like Ma Ling.

But not now.

Jian Yixin and Moli disappeared, all the servants and bodyguards died, it was too tragic.

Only Sheng Zerong was alive, and the police had every reason to suspect him.

Sheng Zerong was taken away by the police.

……

Suburbs of Jiangzhou.

A towering unfinished building.

Jian Yixin opened her eyes, the surroundings were dark, with only a little light.

"Moli, Zerong."

She shouted with all her strength, but found that her voice was very small and weak.

She wants to get up and see what is this place?

But he was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to raise his arms.

where is this place?

How did you get here?

Jian Yixin has too many doubts to figure out, but she can't do anything now, she can't even get up from the ground.

"Boom boom boom——"

There are footsteps.

The voice was powerful but not messy. There should be only one person, a man.

Although Jian Yixin didn't have the strength in her body, she knew it in her heart, her mind was clear, and she quickly made a correct judgment.

A blinding light shone on her eyes, and she closed them.

"Are you awake? The time is just right." The man said proudly.

The voice was very familiar, and Jian Yixin instantly recognized who it was!

"Sheng Yukai, you really showed up." She gritted her teeth and said a few short words.