The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

There were few pedestrians on the quiet street, and the drunk Fan Kun stumbled along the road.

As he walked, he felt as if a pair of eyes were staring at him in the darkness. Every time he turned around, he found no one there. He shook his head vigorously, trying to clear his mind.

However, before he had taken two steps, his eyes went dark and he was grabbed with a sack from behind and dragged into a van.

Fan Kun struggled in the sack and shouted angrily, "Who are you?"

But everything was quiet around him and no one paid any attention to him, which gave him a bad feeling. An inexplicable fear instantly surged into Fan Kun's heart. He struggled and roared violently, but to no avail.

Fan Kun disappeared. Not only could his subordinates not find him, but even Jiang Liang couldn't contact him.

Night began to fall, and in a blink of an eye it was late at night and everyone was asleep. At this moment, the doorbell of Jiang Ping's villa suddenly rang, breaking the tranquility of the night and sounding particularly harsh.

It just so happened that the security guard had taken a leave tonight, leaving Jiang Ping and a few maids at home in the villa.

"Who is here in the middle of the night? Can't we sleep?" A servant in Jiang Ping's house got up to open the door while muttering to himself.

She walked through the quiet corridor and came to the gate of the villa. She lay on the door and looked outside through the peephole. It was quiet outside and there was no one.

She muttered to herself in confusion, "No one is here." Then she turned and walked into the house.

I haven't taken a few steps yet, and then the bell rings.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang again. The maid paused, turned back to the door, and looked through the peephole again. There was still no one outside.

"Strange, there's no one here, why did the doorbell ring by itself? Is there a ghost?"

It was exactly the middle of the night. When this thought came to her mind, the maid was frightened by herself. She felt a chill on her back and became more and more certain that there was something she couldn't see in the darkness. She was so scared that she ran back to her room, got into bed, buried her head deeply in the quilt, and pricked up her ears to listen to the noise outside.

Fortunately, it was very quiet outside and the doorbell didn't ring again, so she fell asleep peacefully.

Early in the morning, the maid opened the door and prepared to go out to buy groceries. As soon as she opened the door, a sack as long as a person came into view in the courtyard.

She looked around curiously, cursing, "This old Wang has thrown the unwanted flowers and plants here again, and he doesn't even clean them up, always expecting others to pick them up."

As she said this, she walked over to the sack and kicked it angrily. The sudden thickness of the sack made her feel that it didn't seem to contain discarded flowers and plants.

She bent down curiously, opened the bag and took a look. She was so frightened that she staggered, took several steps back, and then fell to the ground.

After a while, he ran into the villa screaming as if he had seen a ghost and came to Jiang Ping's room, "Miss...Miss."

Seeing that Jiang Ping didn't respond, he called out in a low voice, "Miss?"

Finally, Jiang Ping turned over and opened her eyes to look at her.

Being disturbed from her sweet dream, Jiang Ping opened her eyes and rolled her eyes in displeasure, "What are you arguing about? Why are you howling like a ghost so early in the morning?"

"Miss, someone is dead."

Jiang Ping's expression froze, and she sat up in disbelief, "What did you say?"

"At the entrance of the villa, there was a sack thrown at the door. I took a look and there seemed to be a body inside."

Before the maid could finish her words, Jiang Ping had already stood up and rushed out.

After a while, Jiang Liang brought a few of his younger brothers and hurried to Jiang Ping's villa.

As soon as Jiang Liang entered the gate, Jiang Ping rushed over as if she had found a life-saving straw, "Brother, you're finally here. I was scared to death. Inside... inside is Fan Kun."

Jiang Liang patted Jiang Ping's shoulder comfortingly, and walked to the sack with a gloomy face, "Open the sack."

The younger brothers following behind him hurried forward, one grabbed the bag, and the other grabbed Fan Kun's feet and dragged him out.

When Fan Kun's body was exposed to everyone's sight, even Jiang Liang, who was used to bloody and violent scenes, couldn't help but frown.

The major arteries in Fan Kun's hands and feet were cut, and the whole body looked abnormally white. Even the wounds caused by the knife were frighteningly white. Normally, the skin and flesh of a wound should be turned inside out and red, but Fan Kun's wound was abnormally white, which looked particularly terrifying and creepy.

What is even more puzzling is that Fan Kun's body is wet, as if he had been washed with water.

Jiang Liang's face was solemn, and he sighed: "He watched himself being killed by others!"

Haozi looked at Fan Kun's body and asked angrily, "Brother Liang, what should we do now? You must avenge Brother Dao."

"You guys, take good care of Fan Kun's body."

"it is good."

Jiang Liang looked thoughtfully at his younger brother moving Fan Kun's body, but said nothing. Suddenly, he grabbed Jiang Ping's wrist and said sternly, "Come with me inside. I have something to ask you."

After saying that, he walked quickly into the villa. Jiang Ping nodded timidly and followed Jiang Liang into the villa.

"Do you know how Fan Kun died?"

Jiang Ping nodded and whispered to Jiang Liang, "He was bled to death."

Jiang Liang sneered, "You're half right. Do you know why his whole body turned pale?"

"Because he was not only bled out, but tap water was also pumped into his body. That means he was bled out while high-pressure water was injected into his body. This way of dying is very painful."

"This kind of method of torturing someone to death with great effort is not something that ordinary enemies would do."

At this point, Jiang Liang suddenly looked straight at Jiang Ping, "Tell me, is Fan Kun's accident related to you?"

"No...no."

"No? Pingping, I'm not asking you to take responsibility for this. I'm protecting you. You'd better not hide it from me."

"If it had nothing to do with you, why didn't they just dump the body into the night? Why did they have to dump it in your private villa?"

"The other party is blatantly provoking you. If you still want to hide it from me, then I may not be able to protect you."

"Brother, I say."

After Jiang Ping heard what Jiang Liang said, she was terrified and dared not hide anything. She quickly told him everything about how she was humiliated by Fu Shenyan and how she was so angry and wanted to take revenge.

"So, in order to make Fu Shenyan regret his decision, you sent Fan Kun to kill the person he likes?"

Jiang Ping was still furious when she mentioned Fu Shenyan. She gritted her teeth and roared, "Yes, who asked him to humiliate me? I just don't want him to have an easy life. If that woman hadn't been lucky enough to be pushed away, she would have died long ago."

After hearing this, Jiang Liang not only did not reprimand Jiang Ping, but a disdainful sneer appeared on his face, and he said nonchalantly: "Love turns to hate, if you can't get it, you will destroy it. Yes, you are worthy of being my sister, Jiang Liang. As for Fu Shenyan, I will go to find him. Don't go anywhere recently, stay here obediently, do you hear me?"

"Also, before you hook up with a rich guy in the future, you should first find out who the other person is from, so as not to bring yourself unnecessary trouble."

After Jiang Liang finished speaking, he left quickly. Jiang Ping sat there in a daze, thinking back on what had happened in the past two days. She began to regret why she had provoked Fu Shenyan.