After I left my job, I became pregnant with my ex-boss’s child.

This time it was Leng Tianrui who tried his best to stop Jiang Xiangming.

Jiang Xiangming's internal injuries have not healed yet, and Leng Yeting's men are currently protecting Butler He. Leng Tianrui is afraid that if he rushes forward like this, he may really die.

Song Zhi looked at him funny: "Mr. Jiang, you'd better control your emotions. At the very least, you have to finish reading this."

He threw the document bag in his hand.

Jiang Xiangming, Leng Tianrui, and Mu Wenwen beside them looked down.

The words "autopsy report" were clearly written on the document bag.

Jiang Xiangming's eyes were fierce: "What is this? What are you showing me? What else are you going to put on my head?"

"You know whether it's a frame-up or not," Song knew. "If you're so scared that you don't even dare to open it and take a look, then forget it."

Jiang Xiangming looked at the document bag on the ground.

The four words of the autopsy report stung his eyes.

So was Leng Tianrui on the side. He was supporting Jiang Xiangming, but his fingers were shaking to the point of twitching.

Mu Wenwen, who was closest to them, took in all these details in her eyes. Thinking of Leng Tianrui's weirdness in recent times, Mu Wenwen already had some guesses in her heart.

Song Zhi turned to Leng Xinyue: "Your husband doesn't dare, do you?"

Leng Xinyue didn't dare. She looked at the autopsy report and said in a low voice: "Impossible, impossible."

She suddenly raised her head and glared at Leng Xiuyuan and Leng Yeting and his son: "Xiang Ming is right, he is framed! In order to get the Leng family, you two will do anything! You killed dad and framed me When it comes to us, it's you! I won't give the Leng family to you, absolutely not!"

She suddenly got up like crazy, rushed over to pick up the autopsy report on the ground, and without looking at it, she tore it into pieces along with the document bag.

"Fake!" Leng Xinyue shouted crazily, "It's all fake!"

The paper inside the document bag suddenly fell apart along with the torn document bag, and she saw a photo of Mr. Leng's body at a glance.

Because it is an autopsy report, the photos are very detailed, as well as the high-definition texture of the chest muscles after they were dissected.

"Ah!!" Leng Xinyue screamed in pain while holding her head.

At this time, Wei Yan said not to let his son see anything.

She picked up Diandian and looked into Diandian's eyes: "Let's go back."

Diandian said sadly: "Mommy, are those people really the ones who killed great-grandpa?"

Wei Yan didn't want Diandian to be exposed to too much hatred at such a young age, so she smiled and said, "It's them, but Dad has already found these bad guys for Grandpa, and will ask the police to take them away."

"What about after you take it away?"

Wei Yan looked at his son's flickering black pupils and kissed him gently on the forehead: "After they are taken away, there will be laws to punish them."

"But, I will never see my great-grandfather again." Diandian said with red eyes.

Wei Yan was also saddened by the child's innocent tone, and hugged him gently: "Dandian, there are daddy and mommy, daddy and mommy, you will always be with Diandian."

She said "Yeah", but still couldn't hold it back and cried softly in her mother's arms.

Wei Yan said something to Uncle Bing, hugged Diandian and left.

She no longer wanted to see or worry about what would happen next downstairs. The only thing she cared about now was her precious son in her arms, and Leng Yeting, who had not had a good rest until now.

But just as she stepped up to the corner of the stairs, Leng Xinyue's very sharp scream sounded from behind.

"I don't believe it, I still don't believe it, open the ice bed, I want to ask Dad myself!"

With that said, she ran towards Mr. Leng's body.

Wei Yan hugged her tightly and left without looking back.

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