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"Who said no?"

The other man also spoke in a low voice.

"Who said it wasn't? As soon as I closed my eyes last night, I saw the painful appearance of the eldest lady when she was burned alive. I didn't sleep well all night."

"You didn't sleep well, and I didn't dare to sleep at all. If my husband hadn't ordered us to take away the eldest lady's things and burn them, I wouldn't even want to pass by this room."

Burn alive?

Mrs. Jiang recalled the burnt abandoned warehouse by the pier in her mind.

Could it be that her Qingtong was inside at that time? !

Thinking of this, Mrs. Jiang's heart seemed to be pierced with countless silver needles at the same time, the pain was so painful that she even forgot to breathe.

The debate continues.

"But having said that, Missy is really pitiful. Not to mention being killed by her own father, even the things left behind will be burned. This is to erase all traces."

"No way, it's all paving the way for the young master now."

Qingtong who was about to kill her to pave the way for that evil species? !

Madam Jiang bit her lower lip until blood came out, her body trembling crazily.

"By the way, the car Mr. drove to the pier is still at the innermost side of the garage. Don't forget to destroy the driving recorder inside when you're done with this. Everything can be recorded in it.

"understood."

The two said, and walked out with a few things in their hands.

When they walked outside the door, they looked at each other meaningfully and separated.

The room fell silent again.

Mrs. Jiang fell out of the closet, looking at everything in Jiang Qingtong's room with blood red eyes.

"Qingtong, if it's true,"

Her body was trembling crazily, and she gritted her teeth with a ferocious expression.

"If that bastard really kills you, Mom will absolutely, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely, definitely will avenge you!!"

After a few minutes of slowing down, Mrs. Jiang struggled to get up from the ground.

She avoided the sight of the servants and took the elevator to the underground garage.

Look from car to car.

Finally, at the corner, she saw the Mercedes that passed her by.

It's the car, it's the car! !

Mrs. Jiang's body swayed violently on the spot, holding on to the wall so as not to fall.

She picked up the spare key on the wall and opened the car, pulled out the memory card of the driving recorder, and tremblingly inserted it into the computer she brought.

Find the records of the day of the accident.

Everything from Jiang Rongsheng having someone bring Jiang Qingtong into the car to dragging her into the warehouse.

Then, several Jiang family's subordinates burned the warehouse and Jiang Qingtong's heart-piercing screams and curses.

At the end of the screen, Jiang Rongsheng leaves in a car. wap.biqmgè

If Jiang Rongsheng was present, he would definitely find that the contents of the memory card had been carefully edited.

But Mrs. Jiang didn't know.

Her husband burned her daughter to death with his own hands?

Mrs. Jiang's body was shaking like chaff, and she grabbed the clothes on her legs tightly.

When Qingtong died, how desperate and painful was it? !

Under a huge physical and mental blow, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell on the steering wheel.

I don't know how long it took for Mrs. Jiang to slow down.

"Qingtong, you wait,"

She wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth, and her expression was crazy and sinister to the extreme.

"Mom is going to kill Jiang Rongsheng now, kill the evil species, and avenge you!"

After Mrs. Jiang left the underground garage, instead of going back to her room, she sneaked into the warehouse and took some things before leaving.

In the shadows, someone had a panoramic view of her every move.

inside the car.

"Madam Jiang has a cowardly temper,"

Fu Tingchen was playing with Shi Wan's long, fair fingers, his lowered eyebrows and eyes could not see his expression clearly.

"How does Wanwan know that she must dare to kill them?"

"Children are the bottom line of every mother,"

Leaning in Fu Tingchen's arms, Shi Wan said softly.

"Jiang Qingtong is the same."

Never underestimate, a mother's determination for revenge.

Children are the bottom line of every mother?

"Not every mother thinks this way,"

Fu Tingchen's eyes paused slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a self-deprecating arc.

At least his, it wasn't.

Shi Wan was keenly aware of the self-mockery in Fu Tingchen's words, her beautiful eyes flashed, and she reached out to hug him tightly.

"Achen—"