Reborn as a petite ex-uncle

Behind her, Jiang Qiaoyue slowly walked over, followed by a sarcastic voice:

"Li Manyao helped your daughter because your daughter and her son both have Rh-negative blood type B."

"Mr. Chengxun lost his legs when he was a child, and he has undergone several operations. The operation requires plasma, just in case. And his blood type is relatively rare. It just so happens that your daughter and her son have the same blood type .So, you get it?"

"Li Manyao spent money to renew your daughter's life, purely because she wanted your daughter to serve as a blood bank for Mr. Cheng Xun."

"When you went to Europe as a mercenary, she took your daughter to a private hospital. On the surface, she treated her. In fact, she drew your daughter's blood every day and collected your daughter's blood. It is convenient for Mr. Chengxun For every surgery."

Behind her, Jiang Qiaoyue slowly walked over, followed by a sarcastic voice:

"Li Manyao helped your daughter because your daughter, like his son, Mr. Cheng Xun from Dato's Mansion, has Rh-negative blood type B."

"Mr. Cheng Xun lost his legs when he was a child, and he has undergone several operations. The operation requires plasma preparation, just in case. And his blood type is relatively rare. It just so happens that your daughter and her son have the same blood type. So, Do you understand it?"

"Li Manyao spent money to renew your daughter's life, purely because she wanted your daughter to serve as a blood bank for Mr. Cheng Xun."

"During the days when you went to Europe as a mercenary, she took your daughter to a private hospital. On the surface, she was treating her. In fact, she was drawing your daughter's blood every day and collecting it for the convenience of Mr. Chengxun's every operation. spare."

"Your daughter already suffers from cancer, so how can she bear such a torment? The final death was not only due to the deterioration of the cancer, but most of it was due to the exhaustion of the body and the exhaustion of Qi and blood."

"As for you, you still foolishly regard the enemy who drained your daughter's blood as a benefactor, and obey her orders. It's really funny."

Brother Jiang's complexion was like gold paper, he couldn't believe Jiang Qiaoyue's words, and after a while, he growled:

"Impossible! My daughter died of cancer! The death certificate clearly states—"

Su Mi said indifferently: "Your daughter lives in a private hospital arranged by Li Manyao. She has the final say on how to write the cause of death? Your daughter's attending doctor knows that Li Manyao instructs people to draw blood every day, and she is also jointly and severally responsible. Is it on the death certificate? Write that your daughter lost blood to death?"

Brother Jiang was even more shocked, but still shook his head violently:

"Impossible, you are sowing discord!"

Jiang Qiaoyue handed him the phone: "Look for yourself."

These are all the evidences she has found in the past two years.

Flew to country M, entered and exited the private hospital where Brother Jiang's daughter lived, and managed to get the sealed cases.

In addition, they kept track of the bank account of the attending doctor, especially in the year when Brother Jiang's daughter died, the changes were extremely severe, and he even bought a local villa that did not match his income.

It's a big project.

They all take a long time to find.

But anyway, the hard work pays off, and it is very complete.

Brother Jiang looked at the electronic medical records and photos taken, his face gradually turned gray, then turned livid again, and finally, as if all his strength was drained, his knees softened, his huge and strong body fell down, and he fell to his knees , Tears flowed down my face, and I chanted the name of my beloved daughter:

"Qingqing...it's my father who is stupid, but my father actually believed that person, entrusted you to her care, and ended up sending you to a dead end...it was my father who harmed you...I'm sorry for you...my father even regarded her as a benefactor... ...I'm so stupid..."

After all, he was so angry that he slapped himself hard.

After a while, my face swelled like a mountain.

Su Mi and Jiang Qiaoyue frowned.

Finally, Su Mi stopped: "What's the use of beating yourself to death? The most important thing now is to expose all of Li Manyao's crimes."

Brother Jiang held back his sobs, raised his face full of hatred, but clenched his iron fists tightly, struggling extremely:

"...that bitch is Mrs. Datuk, what can I do? Take the evidence and sue her? She is a high-class person in country M, has strong social resources, and has the best lawyer to defend her. That doctor may also Keep your mouth shut... Besides, it's been too long, maybe the police station won't even file a case."

Su Mi said lightly: "Then make a big fuss."

Brother Jiang's thick eyebrows twitched.

"When there is a big trouble, no one will dare not pay attention to her if paper can't contain the fire, and no one will dare to cover her up. She has powerful social resources, and you, the whole society are your backing."

Brother Jiang was dumbfounded: "It's a big deal... How can it be a big deal? You mean that the country M knows about it..."

Su Mi paused word by word: "No, both M and Hua will know about the trouble. It's best to become global news."

Brother Jiang took a deep breath.

Su Mi said softly: "Next week is the Huo Group's centennial celebration. The Jin family will be there. At the annual meeting, celebrities from all walks of life and the upper and lower levels of the group will be present."

Brother Jiang understood. He slowly got up from the ground, glanced at his phone, and then at Jiang Qiaoyue.

Jiang Qiaoyue understood what he meant: "Take your phone."

He glanced at Su Mi again, turned around to get into the car, walked a few steps, but stopped again, looked at Su Mi again, trembling:

"...you...who are you? Are you...the former wife of the eldest son?"

Su Mi satirized indifferently: "Isn't that former wife thrown into the moat by you and Wan Ziya?"

As if struck by lightning, Brother Jiang immediately understood that she was the woman from four years ago. His face turned red, he lowered his head, and clenched his fists, full of guilt and remorse. Finally, he muttered:

"Don't worry. I know how to do it. I will give you an explanation."

Jiang Qiaoyue got back into the car, got out of the way, watched Brother Jiang gallop away, got out of the car again, and walked up to Su Mi:

"Boss, are you really going to let Brother Jiang go first like this? Will he change his mind temporarily, suddenly get scared, don't want to take revenge, and run away?"

Su Mi looked at the car gradually disappearing into the night:

"No. There is no father who would not want to kill someone who killed his daughter."

**

It was early morning when we returned to Huayuan.

Su Mi quietly went upstairs to her room, took a shower, and changed into pajamas.

I went to the next room to check on Xiao Subao, and saw that he was fast asleep, so I left.

Just as he closed the door of Xiao Subao's room, when he turned around, he saw a tall and tall figure standing in the corridor, with dark eyes slightly tired from the journey, but staring at him burning hotly.

The coat has not been changed.

Obviously, he just came back and hasn't even entered the room yet.

She shuddered, stood still, angry and funny: "Mr. Huo wants to scare people to death?"

Without saying a word, he raised his long arms and squeezed her into his arms. He lowered his head and neck, and deeply sniffed the seductive aroma of her freshly bathed neck.

He underestimated how much he missed her.

I thought it was just going for a day, so I wouldn't worry too much.

Only now do I know that I can't leave for a moment.

Ever since he met her again and saw her, he never thought of letting her escape from his sight.

If possible, I really want to put her in my pocket and wear it 24 hours a day.

Su Mi came to her senses and wanted to push him away, but found that his two hands were clasped around her waist with pliers, and her breathing became deeper and longer:

"Baby, let me hug you, just for a while. It's been a long time since I saw you, don't you miss me?"

Su Mi: ...

An angry smile reminded: "You seem to have just left this morning?"

Yeah?this morning?Why does he feel that it has been several days?

do not care.

She pushed him away again: "Mr. Huo, that's enough... Please respect yourself!"

But in exchange for a more intense hug from him.

With the palm of his hand, he pressed her soft and slender waist into his arms, so that it was very close to his body. He had no choice but to use force, so he could only threaten again in a low voice:

"Little Subao is inside. Do you want to wake him up?"