I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

"It's over!"

In fact, Ji Fanqin still had another question to answer, which was about her mother, but she felt that He Hongche would not reply to her, and her mother's affairs were her private affairs.

But... Ji Fanqin was going crazy. Is this the point?

finished?

With such a calm attitude again, she really wanted to explode on the spot.

"I've finished asking, but if you don't reply, you, you will..."

Ji Fanqin's little red face caught He Hongche's eyes, "What about me?"

"You're the puppy."

"childish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Hongche turned his head and continued working.

Ji Fanqin glared at He Hongche, "You're not childish. Just answer my question. If you don't answer, you'll be a bear."

"Your first and second questions can be answered together."

When Ji Fanqin thought He Hongche wouldn't answer her, he spoke.

Seeing He Hongche relent, Ji Fanqin immediately listened.

"Why grandma is so good to you, why you haven't seen me, it's all your own fault. You are deceiving yourself."

"what?"

He Hongche's answer was better than not answering. Hearing this, Ji Fanqin fainted and she seriously doubted whether there was something wrong with her hearing.

Grandma is good to her, but she hasn't seen him. Is it all her fault?Or is she deceiving herself?

What is this called.

What she accomplished and what she deceived was simply incomprehensible.

"Mr. He, please speak human language."

He Hongche glanced at Ji Fanqin. There was anger and resentment in his eyes, "I'm sorry, I'm not a human being. I can't speak human words."

You made me what I am now, but you made me speak human words.

Ji Fanqin, no matter what time it is, you are cruel enough.

Realizing that He Hongche was angry, Ji Fanqin did not continue asking.

Anyway, the days are long.

How long will it take to come?Ji Fanqin was frightened by the idiom that popped into his head.

In her subconscious mind, she actually wanted to have a long life with He Hongche.

How crazy!

"Okay!" Ji Fanqin hurriedly adjusted himself, "What about the third question? Why did you imprison me?"

Ji Fanqin originally wanted to say, by imprisoning me, are you trying to humiliate yourself every day?Do you have masochistic tendencies?But he was afraid of angering He Hongche, so he didn't say it.

"Why..." He Hongche's expression paused for a moment, but only for a moment. He suddenly raised Ji Fanqin's chin and moved his face closer to Ji Fanqin. His tone was very dangerous, "It's very simple. I'll make you pay for the feeling of being imprisoned." !”

In fact, he imprisoned Ji Fanqin because he wanted her to pull out the poison.

But this concession means begging. How could He Hongche beg a woman, and this woman was Ji Fanqin.

"you……"

Ji Fanqin has nothing to say. That young lady is a madman, and He Hongche is also a madman.

One because of love.

One because of hate.

Two lunatics.

But she, an outsider, was involved.

Just when Ji Fanqin was dazed, He Hongche took out a painting from the table and handed it to Ji Fanqin.

Ji Fanqin took the painting from He Hongche's hand doubtfully.

This painting...was painted by her.

It was He Hongche who had ruined her wedding to Shi Yu, and before he showed up, she had been guessing who harmed him. Because she was so familiar with her, she once suspected that He Hongche was Shi Yu.

So I drew a lot of portraits of He Yu to compare with He Hongche in the bathroom.

And now... Ji Fanqin glanced at He Hongche quietly.

Until now, he has been wearing a mask to prevent her from seeing his true face.

When she was at Shuige Manor, she saw the letter written by the young lady to He Hongche. From the content of the letter, she learned that he was not ugly.

Not ugly, but always wearing a mask.

From this, Ji Fanqin came to the conclusion that she must have seen the face under He Hongche's mask, and she might be familiar with it.

However, she was completely powerless in front of him, so why was he afraid that she would see his true face?

"What did you use my painting for?" Ji Fanqin asked.

"Are you sure you drew this?"

"Sure! I drew many pictures."

"It's so ugly!" He Hongche's eyes were a little ugly. His wife had drawn many portraits of other men. Even if she didn't love her, she still felt very uncomfortable.

Ugly?Ji Fanqin was stunned.

Her painting skills are top-notch, and Shi Yu is also very handsome, so how could she be ugly.

But that's not the point, the point is...

"You brought this portrait just to say it's ugly."

He Hongche gouged out Ji Fanqin and said that he didn't have the time, "This painting fell from the female ghost, and there is a very light pencil smell on grandma's body."

"You mean, grandma was killed by that female ghost?"

"Officer Yu also has a painting like this in his hand." He Hongche answered the question incorrectly.

...Ji Fanqin was stunned for a while before he understood, "You mean, that female ghost killed grandma and then framed me?"

"It's just a painting, it doesn't mean anything. That female ghost is not necessarily the murderer, but you..." He Hongche paused, "You are just a suspect!"

"I'm not!" Ji Fanqin said hurriedly, "In this world, I am the most unlikely person to kill grandma. What good will I gain by killing grandma?"

He Hongche did not answer Ji Fanqin's words and stared at him for a long time.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and Ji Fanqin didn't dare to look at him at all. It was obvious that she had done nothing wrong, but she stood in front of him with her head lowered like a child who had done something wrong.

"I'm not your wife. Even if I were, didn't my grandma accept me the day before yesterday? Why should I kill her?"

Seeing Ji Fanqin's expression as a child who had done something wrong, He Hongche softened his tone and said, "This painting is enough to confirm your position as a suspect."

"But I'm not!"

"The police only talk about evidence. You are now a suspect and you are only on parole."

Ji Fanqin understood what He Hongche said.

She is now a suspect and should have been detained in the police station. The reason why she is here is because He Hongche granted her parole.

"Thank you!"

Ji Fanqin sincerely thanked He Hongche. In fact, he could completely ignore her.

He...maybe not as cold as he seems.

"Stop being so sentimental. I protect you because of grandma. Grandma can't die in vain."

Of course, it was also to remove the poison from his body.

"..." She is indeed a sentimental, heartless person, so how could she not be cold.

Ignoring He Hongche, Ji Fanqin focused on the painting again.

this painting...

Ji Fanhua's figure suddenly flashed in Ji Fanqin's mind.

That night, she didn't see Ji Fanhua in the mirror.

Could that female ghost be related to Ji Fanhua?

"He Hongche, the female ghost took this painting from my house. We should go back to my house to check."