Lu Youting's pupils shrank sharply. Seeing that he was about to get angry, Jian Si calmly grabbed his hand and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "The mouth is on other people's bodies. Whatever they say, ask your own questions."
Just feel free to do so."
Lu Youting looked at her deeply, suppressing his anger.
Just as Jian Si finished worshiping, Ye Qingqing came.
After offering incense to Jiang Shaoan, he walked up to Mrs. Jiang and deliberately pretended to be sad: "Grandma Jiang, people cannot be resurrected after death. Please express your condolences."
Mrs. Jiang stared at her coldly, her sharp eyes as if she could see through everything.
Ye Qingqing's scalp was numb and her heart was trembling: "Grandma Jiang, I'm sorry, I am incompetent and cannot save Master Jiang for you. I hope you don't blame me."
If she hadn't been afraid of Mrs. Jiang's revenge later, she wouldn't have come!
It's really worse than being tortured.
Madam Jiang stared at Ye Qingqing for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Don't worry, I never implicate innocent people."
But no one involved can escape.
They all have to save Shaoan's life.
Ye Qingqing always felt that there was something in Mrs. Jiang's words, but she couldn't fault it, so she could only smile and retreat, but unexpectedly saw Lu Youting and Jian Si.
Seeing them standing side by side, like a pair of talented and beautiful people, Ye Qingqing felt sour in her heart and said in a strange way: "Professor Jian, what a coincidence, you are here too?"
Jian Si looked forward, not in the mood to pay attention to her.
The more she ignored him, the more unconvinced Ye Qingqing became: "That's right. You killed Master Jiang. You really should come and pay homage. You owe him this."
Jian Si laughed at her shamelessness.
"Ye Qingqing, don't let everyone in the world be fools. You are the only smart one. You know better than me how Jiang Shaoan died. You killed someone, but you can still stand here with such peace of mind and confidence.
?You really refresh my understanding of you again and again."
Ye Qingqing didn't expect Jian Si to be so sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued. She was so angry that her face turned red and her eyes could almost spit out fire.
"One day, I will make you my defeated enemy. Let's see how arrogant you are then."
Every word seems to be squeezed out from between the teeth.
It's a pity that all she got for her bold words was a contemptuous look from Jian Si, who didn't bother to say a word.
Ye Qingqing's teeth were itching with anger, and she felt as if she had been punched on cotton.
The funeral is still in progress.
Under a burst of sad music, Jiang Shaoan was pushed into the furnace.
Seeing her grandson swallowed by the fire, Mrs. Jiang's hatred for Jian Si and Ye Qingqing reached its peak——
After the funeral.
Just as Jian Si and Lu Youting were about to leave, Li Jun suddenly came over and said respectfully to Lu Youting: "Mr. Lu, our old lady has something to say to you. Please come with me."
Lu Youting narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Today is inconvenient, I will visit you in person another day."
Li Jun said: "I'm very anxious, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until another day!"
Hearing this, Lu Youting looked troubled.
Jian Si knew what he was worried about, so he tugged on her sleeve and said, "Mrs. Jiang is looking for you because it's an urgent matter. You should go there! I'll wait for you at the door."
Lu Youting worriedly warned: "Don't go anywhere, I will come as soon as I go."
"Yes!" Jian Si nodded in a rare and obedient manner.
Lu Youting left with Li Jun.
Jian Si came to the door and waited for Lu Youting.
Time passed minute by minute, but Lu Youting was still nowhere to be seen.
She took out her phone and checked the time. Just when she was hesitating whether to go back to the hospital first, someone suddenly hit her on the back of her head. Before she could feel the pain, her vision went black and she fell to the ground and passed out.
…
Jian Si didn't know how long she had been unconscious. When she woke up, the only thing she felt was pain.
It hurts so much that my head feels like it's going to explode.
"you're awake?"
The familiar voice made Jian Si tremble all over. His thoughts came back to him. He suddenly raised his head and looked for the source of the sound. What he saw was an old and ferocious face covered with wrinkles.
Madam Jiang was sitting on a chair, looking down at Jian Si, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and a sinister and vicious smile.
"Professor Jian, we meet again!"
Jian Si looked at her calmly: "Mrs. Jiang, what do you mean?"
Mrs. Jiang's eyes turned scarlet, like a crazy beast. She squatted down, grabbed Jian Si's hair, and pulled it back hard.
Jian Si was in pain and her head was forced back.
Mrs. Jiang stared at Jian Si sinisterly, not shying away from her murderous intentions.
"What do you mean? What do you mean by me? You killed my grandson and made me send my white-haired man to his black-haired man. I live in pain day and night. You want me to be buried with my grandson."
Jian Si felt like her scalp was about to be torn off, and her little face suddenly changed shape in pain.
"The people who killed you, Jiang Shaoan, were you and Ye Qingqing, they had nothing to do with me."
Mrs. Jiang chuckled: "Do you think she can escape?"
Jian Si's breath hitched: "What do you mean?"
Mrs. Jiang waved her hand gently, and Ye Qingqing was thrown to the ground like a rag.
Ye Qingqing was obviously so frightened that she didn't care about the pain on her body. She crawled to Mrs. Jiang's side, hugged her legs tightly, and trembled with fear: "Grandma Jiang, Shaoan's death
It really has nothing to do with me. It is the sequelae caused by Jian Si's poor skills during the rescue. I have tried my best to rescue him, but his condition is too serious and there is really nothing I can do. If Jian Si was willing to come over at that time, Shaoan would definitely not have died.
.”
Getting used to her sweet words, Mrs. Jiang was furious. She let go of Jian Si, grabbed her hair, held down her head, and kept banging her on the ground.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
His forehead hit the ground, making a loud noise.
In a short while, Ye Qingqing's head was badly bruised, and blood flowed all over the floor.
"Ah...Grandma Jiang, please spare my life...let me go...I am really innocent...Grandma Jiang...please, let me go..."
Severe pain spread along his forehead.
Ye Qingqing felt as if her head had been forcefully pried open, and her voice was shaking with pain.
As she begged for mercy, Madam Jiang let her go, grabbed her neck again, pushed her to the ground, gritted her teeth and said, "Are you innocent? Do you really think I'm a fool? I've been in the shopping mall for dozens of times.
Years ago, no one has ever dared to play tricks on me like this! From the day you killed my grandson, you should have thought that today would happen..."
The feeling of suffocation caused Ye Qingqing to cough continuously, and her face gradually turned black and blue under the blood.
Mrs. Jiang was particularly upset, her eyes were red: "Do you remember what I warned you? I said that if something happens to Shaoan, I will let you be buried with her."
The fear of death enveloped Ye Qingqing.
This time, she was really scared and regretted that she should not bet with Jiang Shaoan's life.
"Ahem, Grandma Jiang, I... I know I was wrong. Please, for the sake of my sisterly relationship with Tingting for more than ten years, please spare me this time. I will definitely make up for my debt to Shaoan...
"
Mrs. Jiang completely lost her mind at this time, like a beast that had been driven crazy, unable to listen to anything she said, she laughed "ha" and slowly let go of her hand holding Ye Qingqing's neck.
Ye Qingqing thought she was finally willing to let him go, so she gasped for air and crawled back.
Unfortunately, before she could breathe a sigh of relief, Mrs. Jiang suddenly slowly got up from the ground, waved her hand, and four men walked in from the door.
Ye Qingqing and Jian Si felt an ominous feeling in their hearts at the same time.
Mrs. Jiang was holding her cane and smiling ferociously: "As a woman, I naturally know what women are most afraid of. I will let them destroy you, put the video on the Internet, take off your clothes, and put it on the Internet."
Throw it naked onto the road."
As she finished speaking, Ye Qingqing's face turned ashen and her face turned pale.