From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

Chen Qingfeng also became a little angry: "Sister, is it you who should speak?"

Because Chen Qingrou was hung from the chandelier and her hands were tied, she had nowhere to hide. Facing the vicious Meng Liu and her aggressive younger brother, she could no longer hold on and collapsed emotionally.

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! You are obviously not the daughter of the Chen family, why did you steal my things! That bitch Lin Miao deserves to die, I should have strangled her to death as soon as she was born! Why don't you still Do you know? Lin Miao could have survived, but I was the one who made her hit her repeatedly and watched her fall into despair little by little. She should never come to the imperial capital. People like you should live in a remote and backward place forever! "

Meng Liu shook off his belt, took out a pack of cigarettes from Chen Qingfeng's pocket and lit one.

"You can't do so many things by yourself, who is helping you behind the scenes?"

As for the big courtyard brother, it would not be that easy to kill someone. Father Chen, Mother Chen and Wen Yao could do it, she had no doubt.

But Chen Qingrou, who had cured her drooling brain and had been despondent with toys for so many years, couldn't do it on her own.

So there must be someone helping her behind these two incidents. From the truck driver to the police station, to today's incident, everything has been dealt with from beginning to end. This proves that there must be someone with great power working for her behind the scenes.

After asking this question, Chen Qingrou's expression began to change as expected, but her mood was too unstable and she cried and asked Chen Qingfeng to make the decision for her.

Meng Liu took a deep breath of smoke and exhaled it, then without hesitation pressed the flaming cigarette butt to her chest.

"Let me guess, this person may be related to your original family, right?"

Chen Qingfeng looked at Chen Qingrou in astonishment. She panicked and said, "No... no..."

"Chen Jiaguo."

Meng Liu's tone was determined.

The truth is not difficult to guess. Chen Qingrou is in her twenties and has lived a single life for so many years. All of her friends have been taken over by her. The only ones she has more contact with are the Chen family.

The dislike that Father Chen and Mother Chen have for her is not fake, so how did they adopt her in the first place? And why did you choose her?

Combined with Chen Erbo, the most powerful leader of the Southwest Military Region in the family, many things can be figured out.

Meng Liu boldly guessed that Chen Jiaguo was Chen Qingrou's biological father.

During this period of time, she was not just a breadwinner in the Chen family. She had some understanding of the situation. Chen Jiaguo and his wife were in a political marriage. This was almost the case for the entire Chen family's marriages in the previous generation.

This also means that it is impossible for the husband and wife to break up.

In such a family, no matter how much fun they had outside, Aunt Chen would never allow her husband's illegitimate daughter to be born.

No woman can accept her partner having children with someone else. What's more, she is such a powerful woman.

Second Aunt Chen is relatively simple-minded, has a good relationship with Chen Jiaguo, and has two outstanding sons. She seems to be a winner in life. However, this kind of woman who has been happy all her life cannot accept stains.

Meng Liu didn't waste any more nonsense, picked up the phone on the bedside table and opened it using Chen Qingrou's face recognition.

Chen Jiaguo was very vigilant. Their communication was all done through a software that would automatically delete them.

Text messages sent and received will be automatically cleared if they are viewed for a long time.

The phone was empty, but Meng Liu was not in a hurry.

His people are in her hands now, and they will come looking for him sooner or later.

Meng Liu called his assistant.

After a while, the doorbell was heard, and Chen Qingrou shouted for help: "Help! Help..."

The next second, Meng Liu blocked his mouth with a smelly sock.

Chen Qingfeng followed Meng Liu step by step, his brows furrowed tightly as he was still lost in what Chen Qingrou had just said.

There were so many questions that he couldn't figure them out.

Meng Liu put on disposable gloves and slowly opened the things sent by his assistant. He was preparing the ingredients in proportion when he received a call from Chen Jiaguo.

"Xiao Liu, are you not injured? The second uncle only knows about the car accident now. I have already asked people to investigate in detail. If there is really a problem, our Chen family will not let go of the person behind it!"

His tone was anxious, filled with concern.

Meng Liu curled his lips: "I'm fine. It's so late, hasn't the second uncle rested yet?"

"Your second aunt heard that you and Yuchi had a car accident and asked me to call and ask about the situation. How is Yuchi doing now? Are you with him in the hospital?"

"of course."

"I've been in the southwest for the past two days. Is it convenient for your second aunt to go to the hospital tomorrow?"

This was a test. What the old fox probably wanted to ensure was Chen Qingrou's safety.

Meng Liu smiled: "It's convenient, you can come anytime."

The two of them stopped talking. After hanging up the phone, Chen Qingrou received a text message as expected.

5.40.

Three numbers, Meng Liu raised his eyebrows, is this time?

As for the time... considering Chen Qingrou's recent developments, it should be the time when the plane takes off.

Chen Jiaguo is really impeccable, even if he sends a text message, it is very hidden.

Meng Liu slowly put the potion in his hand into the bowl, then picked up a basin of green liquid on the side and entered the room.

Chen Qingfeng had always been a background figure, and he could only listen to the quarrel between the two in confusion. But Chen Qingrou's revelation that she had killed someone still surprised him.

Meng Liu pulled off the smelly socks from her mouth.

Chen Qingfeng asked hurriedly: "Sister, have you really done those things? Who is Lin Miao? Why did you kill her, and why is Meng Liu not the daughter of the Chen family?"

Chen Qingrou's face was red from being smoked by the socks, and her mood had stabilized a lot at this moment. She knew that she couldn't escape today.

"So what if I did? Meng Liu is not Chen Qingqian at all. You were all deceived by her!"

"What about the real Chen Qingqian?" he asked blankly.

Chen Qingrou suddenly choked.

"What? You don't dare to say it anymore?" Meng Liu smiled kindly and turned to Chen Qingfeng and said, "The real Chen Qingqian is Lin Miao. She was killed by a good elder sister like you a long time ago."

Chen Qingfeng felt as if he had been struck by lightning, trying his best to digest the bad news.

Meng Liu knocked on the bowl: "You don't eat coriander, right?"

Chen Qingrou followed her movements and saw that the basin full of green liquid was exuding the most disgusting smell in her life.

Subconsciously she felt queasy in her stomach, and she couldn't stop the sour water.

Meng Liu had a malicious smile on his face and walked closer step by step: "Don't spit it out. If you spit it out, you will have to eat it back."

She pinched her chin with a sharp movement, and the entire pot of coriander juice was forcefully poured into Chen Qingrou's mouth.

She coughed and swallowed physiologically, tears streaming down her cheeks, and her whole face still had the aloof look it had before.

Chen Qingfeng felt complicated.

On one side is the eldest sister who has watched him grow up, and on the other side is the murderer who killed his own sister.

He reflexively lowered his head and refused to look at this scene.

After Meng Liu finished what he was doing, he hooked Chen Qingfeng's shirt on his chest: "Follow me."