Chapter 275 0275: Old Zhao is dead

Yang Jinxuan looked at Yang Jinhan with disappointment: "The law is nothing more than human kindness. If it weren't for his Nangong Jue being too ruthless, would Mengmeng have come to this point?"

Yang Jinhan frowned. The elder brother's performance was exactly the same as in his dream. For Yan Zimeng, he could do anything. As long as it was what Yan Zimeng wanted, he would not care about the lives of his relatives. He couldn't help but sigh: "Brother, if you continue to do this, you will regret it one day."

"I love her, I will definitely save her, and I will not let her hurt her." After Yang Jinxuan said that, he turned around and left with a roar on the accelerator.

Yang Jinhan watched the car's butt disappear into the carriage on the road, his eyes darkened. He didn't want to care about the things in his dreams, but the development of reality kept overlapping with the things in his dreams, so he would never let it go. Since God gave him instructions, he should cherish his life and do what he wanted to do.

To my elder brother, he should have persuaded him. Since he doesn't listen, don't blame him for not talking about brotherly love.

"Yang Er, let's go." Wu Ya greeted.

Only then did Yang Jinhan calm down and got into the car.

"Ahan, you have to persuade Brother Yang. You can't really make even brothers useless for a woman with a scorpion-hearted heart?" Hao Kai glanced at Yang Jinhan, "To be honest, I didn't expect her to be so crazy..."

"I know, I will try my best to persuade you." Yang Jinhan sighed, but he knew that this was useless.

Le Yao was actually worried. Even if these were not the plots in the book, she could guess that the driver who won the Han Dynasty would not be able to survive. As for Yan Zimeng, with Yang Jinxuan, there might be changes.

And her concern was verified when she first returned home.

While escorting out of the court, Zhao Gang suddenly broke away from the guard and hit the wall, and his brain burst on the spot.

Zhao Gang is the driver Lao Zhao.

Le Yao was not surprised. Since Han Sheng found Lao Zhao as a scapegoat, he would definitely not leave any troubles. In this world, only dead people can keep secrets, and only dead people cannot turn their confessions.

Le Yao didn't know when Qiao Qiao came back. Anyway, she didn't come to have dinner that night, but she came early the next morning and ate a lot like a starving ghost.

Le Yao didn't ask what happened between her and Lu Min'an. After all, this was her private matter. If she wanted to say it, she would definitely say it. If she didn't want to say it, then she would only make things difficult for her if she asked herself.

Qiao Qiao didn't mention her own affairs. When she was full, she pulled Le Yao out to digest food. As soon as she went out, she spoke: "I heard that Lao Zhao is dead?"

Le Yao nodded,

"Baby, he will die if he dies. Since he has chosen to pay for his crime, then... he is ready to die."

Le Yao shook her head: "Joe, I'm not sad. Moreover, it will be beneficial for me to not win in South Korea. After all, my shares have not been sold yet. I am actually worried about Yan Zimeng."

"What are you worried about her? Suicide? People like her will not commit suicide. As for escaping... how is it that easy?"

"Joe, you are familiar with the imperial capital. Why did no one in the Yan family come forward?" Le Yao sat down on the bench in the garden. Yan Zimeng was like this, and the Yan family didn't move, which was too strange.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!