The wealthy family hides their marriage, and the chaebol boss spoils the petite wife

"Even if it's killing people, is it worth it?" Yu Qianqian asked while holding onto his skirt tightly.

"Even if it's killing people, it's not hesitating." Jun Yancheng said seriously.

Hearing this, Yu Qianqian felt a chill in her heart.

However, she was still holding on to a little bit of luck, and she continued to ask: "Yucheng, actually, I want to ask you, do you think there is anything wrong with my mother?"

Jun Yucheng felt that Yu Qianqian was asking all kinds of weird questions because she was in a bad mood.

Hearing her asking about her mother, Jun Yucheng felt a little guilty from the bottom of his heart, after all, the people he sent didn't protect Yu mother well.

He let out a long sigh, with a hint of coolness in his clear eyes, and said quietly: "I'm sorry for my aunt."

After Yu Qianqian finished listening, it was as if a thunderbolt exploded in her mind.

She couldn't believe it even in her dreams, but in order to be with her, Jun Yucheng would attack her mother.

But after hearing him answer these two questions, his thoughts were completely different.

Listening to his answer, he actually did it!

In order to get himself, he did not hesitate to kill his mother!

Yu Qianqian looked at him with a pale face, without saying a word.

Seeing her appearance, Jun Yucheng quickly stepped forward to support her, and said, "Qianqian, may I help you go to the room to rest?"

"No, I'm going to the kitchen to cook." Yu Qianqian shook her head expressionlessly and walked into the kitchen.

Jun Yucheng felt that in her current state of mind, if she was willing to do something and find some sustenance, it might not be a good thing, and it didn't stop her.

After she walked to the kitchen, she picked up a shiny fruit knife and a carrot, and cut it mechanically.

Jun Yucheng was still a little worried about her mental state, so he followed into the kitchen and asked, "Qianqian, what are you going to do for lunch?"

After seeing him, Yu Qianqian felt a sudden pain in her heart. Thinking of her mother's tragic death, she couldn't hold back the resentment in her heart anymore, picked up a fruit knife, and stabbed Jun Yucheng fiercely in the chest. past.

Jun Yucheng did not expect Yu Qianqian to do this at all, and he was not prepared at all.

Because Yu Qianqian is his true love.

People, naturally, don't take precautions against the person they love the most.

By the time he reacted, the fruit knife had already pierced his chest.

Fortunately, it only penetrated a few centimeters, and Yu Qianqian's hand could no longer use force.

She stared blankly at Jun Yucheng, letting the blood flow from his chest.

"Qianqian..." Jun Yancheng snorted softly, and pulled out the fruit knife with his hand, which was stained with blood.

He stared straight at Yu Qianqian, as if asking why.

Yu Qianqian didn't dare to look at him, so she pushed him, ran out of the kitchen, slammed the door and left.

After going out, she gasped heavily.

She didn't know whether Junchun City was stabbed seriously by herself.

I don't know if he will die or not.

All she knew was that she was in pain.

After wandering downstairs for a long time, she still couldn't hold back, and went to the small supermarket to borrow a phone to call Lou Shaoqian.

Twenty minutes later, she saw Lou Shaoqian's car parked downstairs, and Lou Shaoqian and Chun Nuannuan hurried upstairs.

After another 10 minutes, Lou Shaoqian and Chun Nuannuan helped Juncheng into the car.

Yu Qianqian hid far away, and didn't know what was going on in Juncheng City.

She wandered outside alone for a long time before going upstairs.

When she got home, she was surprised to find that the floor and sofa were very clean, and there was no blood at all.

If it weren't for some blood-stained bandages in the trash can, no one would have known that anyone had been injured.

She sat on the sofa, dazed in a daze.

After a long time, her cell phone rang.

She glanced at the caller ID and picked it up.

On the other end of the phone, Chun Nuannuan asked anxiously: "Qianqian, what happened to Yancheng's injury? Where are you now, are you okay? Why did you call Shaoqian?"

Yu Qianqian shook her head, and couldn't help asking, "I'm fine, how is Juncheng City?"

"Fortunately, Shaoqian and I came in time, otherwise the blood loss would be too much and the consequences would be unimaginable. It's true of Yancheng. The wound was not serious at first, but he refused to go to the hospital. When we arrived, he was almost Dead, still struggling to clean the blood on the ground of your house, do you think this man is sick!"

On the phone, Chun Nuannuan complained like a cannonball.

After Yu Qianqian finished listening, her heart ached.

Obviously, Jun Yucheng did this because he didn't want her to feel sad and regret seeing the bloodstains when she came back.

Junxuancheng was really kind to her.

But why did he kill his mother?

Thinking of him being a murderer, Yu Qianqian felt that he was unforgivable.

"I don't know." Yu Qianqian said bluntly, then hung up the phone.

She threw the phone on the sofa, but the phone rang again.

She picked it up casually, frowned and said, "Chun Nuan Nuan, didn't I say I don't know anything?"

"Miss Yu, I'm not Chun Nuan Nuan, I'm the one who sent you the CD." A woman's voice came from the phone, a bit hoarse, but with a bit of magnetism, it was very pleasant to hear.

"Who are you?" Yu Qianqian suddenly became alert and asked.

"I'm a reporter. I originally wanted to take pictures of Second Young Master Jun's private life, but I didn't expect him to set fire to murder." The woman on the phone said with a long sigh.

"You...I'm not fooled. In your CD, there is no picture of setting fire to the city of Yan and killing people." Yu Qianqian argued weakly.

"Miss Yu, before the fire started, it was Jun Ershao who went upstairs to visit you alone. Mom, who else did you say murdered and set fire? I just sent you the CD out of kindness. As for how to deal with it, you can see Let’s do it. But the revenge of killing your mother is not shared, if you don’t take revenge, are you still human?”

After the other party finished speaking leisurely, he hung up the phone.

Yu Qianqian didn't know the origin of this woman who called herself a reporter.

But what she said was right, no matter how good Jun Yucheng treated her, the hatred of killing her mother would still be irreconcilable.

Thinking of this, her cold heart gradually calmed down.

She called Chun Nuan Nuan back and asked, "Chun Nuan Nuan, I want to ask you something."

"Qianqian, what's the matter? Tell me." Chun Nuannuan didn't expect her to call back again, so she tried to slow down her tone and asked her softly.

"I want to know, if I suspect that someone killed my mother, because a video camera filmed him going upstairs, but did not film him murdering and setting fire, will the judge and jury accept this point in court?" Yu Qian Gritting his teeth shallowly, he asked.

"What? Of course not, do you have any idea about Aunt Yu?" Chun Nuannuan asked with concern.

"No, I just asked casually, I hung up beforehand." Yu Qianqian said.

"Qianqian, do you want to come to the hospital to visit Yancheng?" Chun Nuannuan asked.

"Visit him—" Yu Qianqian prolonged her voice, nodded slowly, "You are right, I should visit him. Chun Nuan Nuan, please send me the address."

Her eyes were cold, without a trace of emotion.