After the divorce, the wife and cubs amazed the world

Lu Youting's pupils shrank fiercely. Seeing that he was going to get angry, Jian Si grabbed his hand calmly, and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "The mouth grows on other people, whatever they say. Ask yourself It’s okay to be ashamed.”

Lu Youting took a deep look at her and suppressed his anger.

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

After offering incense to Jiang Shaoan, he walked up to Mrs. Jiang, deliberately pretending to be sad: "Grandma Jiang, death cannot be brought back to life, so my condolences."

Mrs. Jiang stared at her coldly, her sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

Ye Qingqing's scalp went numb and her heart trembled after being watched: "Grandma Jiang, I'm sorry, but I'm incompetent. I can't rescue Young Master Jiang for you. I hope you don't blame me."

If it wasn't for the fear of Mrs. Jiang's revenge afterwards, she wouldn't have come!

It's really worse than being tortured.

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

But none of the people involved can escape.

Everything must be done for Chang'an.

Ye Qingqing always felt that there was something in Mrs. Jiang's words, but she couldn't find any mistakes, so she just smiled awkwardly and retreated, but she unexpectedly saw Lu Youting and Jian Si.

Seeing them standing side by side, like a pair of talented and beautiful couples, Ye Qingqing felt sour in her heart, and said eccentrically, "Professor Jian, it's such a coincidence that you're here too?"

Jian Si stared ahead, not in the mood to talk to her.

The more she ignored her, the more Ye Qingqing became unconvinced: "That's right, you killed Young Master Jiang, you really should come and pay your respects, you owe him this."

Jane Si laughed at her shamelessness.

"Ye Qingqing, don't let everyone in the world be fools, you are the only one who is smart. How did Jiang Shaoan die, you know better than I do. You killed someone, yet you still stand here with such peace of mind and confidence ? You really refresh my understanding of you again and again."

Ye Qingqing didn't expect Jian Si to be so sharp-tongued, her cheeks were flushed red with anger, and her eyes could almost burst into flames.

"One day, I will make you my defeated opponent. Then we will see how arrogant you are."

Every single word seemed to be squeezed out between the teeth.

It's a pity that when she spoke out loud, all she got was a contemptuous look from Jian Si, who didn't bother to say a word.

Ye Qingqing's teeth itched in anger, as if she had punched the cotton with a helpless feeling.

The funeral is still in progress.

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

Seeing her grandson engulfed 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 when Li Jun came over suddenly and said respectfully to Lu Youting: "Boss Lu, our old lady has something to tell you, please come with me."

Lu Youting narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Today is inconvenient, I will visit the door in person another day."

Li Jun wondered: "I'm in a hurry, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until another day!"

Hearing this, Lu Youting showed embarrassment.

Jian Si knew what he was worrying about, and tugged at her sleeve and said, "Mrs. Jiang should be looking for you urgently. You should go there! I'll wait for you at the door."

Lu Youting worriedly told: "Don't go anywhere, I will come when I go."

"Yeah!" Jian Si rarely nodded obediently.

Lu Youting left with Li Jun.

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

Time passed by, but Lu Youting was still missing.

She took out her mobile phone to check the time, and was hesitating whether to go back to the hospital first, when someone hit the back of her head with a sap, and before she could feel the pain, her vision went dark, and she fell to the ground and passed out.

……

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

It hurt like my head was about to explode.

"you're awake?"

The familiar voice shocked Jian Si, her thoughts came back, she suddenly raised her head, looked for the source of the sound, and saw a wrinkled, old and ferocious face.

Mrs. Jiang sat on a chair, looking down at Jian Si condescendingly, her mouth slightly raised, and she smiled viciously and viciously.

"Professor Jane, we meet again!"

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

Old Mrs. Jiang's eyes became scarlet, like a mad beast, she squatted down, grabbed Jian Si's hair, and pulled it back forcefully.

Jane Si suffered from pain and was forced to tilt her head back.

Mrs. Jiang stared at Jian Si gloomily, not shying away from killing her.

"What do you mean? What do you mean by me? You killed my grandson and sent me a white-haired man to a black-haired man. I live in pain day and night. You want you to be buried with my grandson."

Jian Si felt that her scalp was about to be ripped off, and her face changed suddenly due to the pain.

"The people who killed you, Jiang Shaoan, were you and Ye Qingqing, not me."

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

Jian Si stagnated for breath: "What do you mean by that?"

Mrs. Jiang waved her hand lightly, and Ye Qingqing was thrown to the ground like a rag.

Ye Qingqing was obviously very frightened, ignoring the pain in her body, she rolled and crawled to Mrs. Jiang's side, hugging her legs tightly, trembling with fear: "Grandma Jiang, Shaoan's death It really has nothing to do with me. It is the sequelae caused by Jane Si’s incompetent rescue technique. I have tried my best to rescue him, but his condition is too serious. .”

Accustomed to her sweet words, Mrs. Jiang became angry, let go of Jian Si, grabbed her hair, held her head down, and kept hitting the ground.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

His forehead hit the ground with a loud noise.

In a short time, Ye Qingqing's head was broken and blood flowed all over the ground.

"Ah...Grandma Jiang, please let me go...I'm really innocent...Grandma Jiang...please, let me go..."

Severe pain spread along the forehead.

Ye Qingqing felt as if her head had been forcefully pried open, her voice trembling from the pain.

As she begged for mercy, Mrs. Jiang really let go of her, grabbed her by the neck again, pinned her to the ground, and said through gritted teeth, "Are you innocent? Do you really think I'm an idiot? Years ago, no one dared to play me like this! From the day you killed my grandson, you should have thought that today will come..."

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

Mrs. Jiang was especially puzzled, her eyes were red: "Do you remember that I warned you? I said that if something happens to Shao'an, I will ask you to be buried with her."

The fear of death enveloped Ye Qingqing.

This time, she was really terrified, and regretted that she shouldn't bet on Jiang Shaoan's life.

"Ahem, Grandma Jiang, I... I know I was wrong, please forgive me this time for the sake of my sisterhood with Tingting for more than ten years, I will definitely make up for what I owed Shaoan... "

Mrs. Jiang completely lost her mind at this time, like a wild beast that has been driven mad, unable to listen to anything, she laughed "heh", and slowly let go of the hand that was holding Ye Qingqing's neck.

Ye Qingqing thought she was finally willing to let her go, so she crawled back while panting heavily.

Unfortunately, before she had time to breathe a sigh of relief, Mrs. Jiang suddenly got up slowly from the ground, waved her big hand, and four men came in from the door.

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

Mrs. Jiang was holding a cane, and she smiled ferociously and sinisterly: "As a woman, I naturally know what women are most afraid of. I will let them destroy you, and then put the video on the Internet, and then take off your clothes and put You were thrown naked on the road."

As soon as her words fell, Ye Qingqing's face turned ashen, and her small face was pale.