After getting the marriage certificate, she was spoiled by her rich husband

After coming out of the scrapyard, the girl in red got into a black business car.

As soon as she sat down, she looked at Xiao Ning and Yang Yang with a serious look: "Yang Yang, Xiao Ning, is your operation going well?"

"Boss, it went smoothly. I handled the surveillance on the road and the security system in He Haibo's home without leaving any traces. The police won't find any problems even if they dig deep into the ground." Xiao Ning said confidently with a slight smile on his face.

Xiao Ning used hacking technology to control the surveillance on the avenue.

Su Mingcheng was then quietly tied up and taken to an abandoned factory.

Then Xiao Ning successfully cracked the security system at He Haibo's home and worked perfectly with Yang Yang...

Hearing Xiao Ning's words, Su Qianman nodded slightly, and the satisfaction in her eyes became even stronger.

Yang Yang also looked relaxed, raised his eyebrows and said: "Boss, there is no problem on my side. The special pill has been accurately mixed into He Haibo's original medicine. I am just waiting for him to go home and take it, and then the effect of the medicine will take effect."

This special pill looks and smells exactly the same as the medicine He Haibo usually takes.

When taken alone, it does not cause any abnormalities.

However, once it enters the body at the same time as the drugs He Haibo originally took, it will trigger a subtle but deadly chemical reaction.

Moreover, the medicinal ingredients of this special pill will disappear quickly and without a trace in the human body half an hour after taking it.

Even the most advanced and accurate detection methods currently available are unable to detect any clues.

Songzi's face was full of excitement and admiration. She couldn't help but praise him: "This conspiracy is absolutely perfect. Boss and Sister Ting are so smart. They actually thought of using He Haibo's illness and his irritable personality to combine the two to make him get into trouble after taking the medicine."

"Yes, Boss, you used this key point of He Haibo's illness and calculated Su Mingcheng's impulsive personality. This is really killing two birds with one stone. This chess game is so cleverly arranged."

Yangyang also nodded excitedly, with excitement flashing in his eyes.

Su Qianman leaned back in her seat with her arms folded across her chest, the light in her eyes deepening.

After recent investigation and the information provided by Jack.

She found that He Haibo was particularly easy to get angry, and once he got angry he couldn't control himself.

What He Haibo couldn't stand the most was being beaten by someone he looked down upon.

But Su Mingcheng was the one he despised the most.

Although they are good brothers, he particularly despises Su Mingcheng's behavior of living off his wife.

I also think that Su Mingcheng is weak in character and hypocritical.

Su Mingcheng, who had been successfully enraged in the abandoned factory, immediately punched He Haibo.

Then He Haibo's emotions would definitely get out of control in an instant, and his anger level would soar to the peak.

At this time, the two medicines he had taken before would quickly take effect under this extreme excitement.

He will suffer from severe arrhythmia and feel weak all over.

Then, it depends on Su Mingcheng's actions and whether he will fight back fiercely against He Haibo.

If he fought back, He Haibo's body would not be able to withstand it under such circumstances.

Xiao Ning, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but frowned, full of doubts.

She also thought that the boss's plan was perfect, but it always felt a little complicated.

Why not choose a simpler and more brutal approach?

With doubts in his heart, Xiao Ning couldn't help but ask Su Qianman: "Boss, He Haibo has been practicing boxing since he was a child. He is very strong and has been exercising all year round. Su Mingcheng is definitely not his opponent. Once Su Mingcheng hits him, he will never let Su Mingcheng go easily and will most likely kill him. In this way, Su Mingcheng will lose his life and He Haibo will go to jail. Isn't it just right for these two people to be solved?"

When Yangyang and Songzi heard Xiaoning's words, they pondered for a few seconds and looked at Su Qianman with confusion.

What Xiao Ning said makes sense. Compared to this, the boss’s plan is indeed a bit more complicated.

"Xiao Ning, the plan you proposed is very good. I know Su Mingcheng very well. He is very weak and has been relying on tonics for many years. He is definitely no match for He Haibo, but..."

Su Qianman paused, a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes: "Letting He Haibo beat Su Mingcheng to death directly would be too easy for Su Mingcheng. He killed my mother back then, but escaped legal punishment. This time, I must make him kill someone with his own hands, and then go to jail, so that he can have a good taste of losing his freedom and losing everything. This is the revenge I want."

After his mother was forced to get married, Su Mingcheng actually used the pregnancy as an excuse to secretly quit his mother's job, completely trapping her at home.

The depressing environment and unhappy marriage caused my mother to gradually suffer from depression.

The mother was afraid that depression would affect her unborn baby, so she chose to write a lot of diaries to divert her attention and prevent her condition from worsening.

Every stroke of the words written were the glimmer of light that the mother was looking for in the darkness.

Su Mingcheng once caused his mother to lose her freedom and everything.

This time, she must let Su Mingcheng feel the pain personally.

After hearing this, everyone was silent for a few seconds, then they suddenly understood. The expressions on everyone's faces gradually changed from confusion to understanding.

Su Qianman turned her head and looked out the window quietly, her eyes shining slightly: "Will I win this game of chess?"

......

He Haibo's private villa.

After releasing his hands that were pinching Su Mingcheng's neck.

He Haibo seemed to have all his strength drained away.

He stood up, his body shaking violently, his legs went weak, and he almost fell to the ground.

He could only frantically stretch out his hands to hold onto the table, barely able to steady himself.

Then, he dragged his heavy body and walked slowly towards the desk step by step.

After being released, Su Mingcheng was instantly overwhelmed by anger when he thought about his daughter and He Haibo's arrogance just now.

He took a few deep breaths and then suddenly stood up from the sofa.

Then he quickly picked up the ashtray on the table, rushed behind He Haibo, and smashed the back of He Haibo's head with all his strength: "Go to hell."

He Haibo felt a strong wind coming from behind him. He subconsciously tried to dodge to the side, but found that his body was unable to react at all.

His eyes were filled with fear and despair, and he could only allow the fatal punch to whiz towards him.

next second.

He Haibo only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his vision went dark in an instant.

With a loud bang, he fell heavily to the ground, knocking over the bookshelf next to him and scattering the books all over the floor.

Su Mingcheng held the ashtray that was still dripping blood in both hands, and stood there in a daze.

It took him a long time to come to his senses and he threw away the ashtray in panic.

Then he rolled and crawled to He Haibo's side, shaking him desperately with both hands: "He... He Haibo, wake up, wake up..."

However, He Haibo did not react at all, and his whole body lay limply on the ground.

"boom."

Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

The nanny who came in with water saw the scene and the cup in her hand slipped instantly, with glass fragments flying everywhere.

"Ah—murder!"

The nanny's eyes widened in fear and her scream broke the originally silent air.

After hearing the nanny's scream.

Su Mingcheng was even more terrified and helpless. He hugged his head tightly with both hands and curled up into a ball: "What should I do? What should I do..."