After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

The sound of brakes stopped abruptly in front of him.

It stopped just one centimeter away from his knees.

Seeing this, Lin Xiao was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost couldn't stand.

He managed to stand tremblingly by holding on to the car door behind him.

The car door was slammed loudly, and Jiang Ge got out from the driver's seat with a cigarette in his mouth. He leaned against the car body and looked at him lazily, his attitude was cold and without any emotion.

"Student Jiang, don't dwell on things that you shouldn't dwell on. You don't want to be strangled in the cradle when you're still young."

"Also," Jiang Ge said, lighting a cigarette, "Why do you think that your background and rank are enough to stand beside Miss Wen and talk about love with her?"

"Today my young master has shown kindness and spared your life for your talent, but next time, I may not be sure."

Lin Xiao's heartbeat quickened with fear. Seeing Jiang Zhihe standing there motionless, he reached out and pulled him aside, "Let's go."

Shen Xunzhou is simply a lunatic.

The flowers on the mountain top and the nobles from wealthy families are all gone at this moment.

There was only a man who was mad with jealousy and love and wanted to kill his rival.

"Are you so afraid of him?"

"Afraid?" Lin Xiao glanced at Jiang Zhihe while driving, "Is this something you're afraid of? Any sharp blade in the hands of the rich and powerful can rip the bones out of an ordinary person until nothing is left."

"Never underestimate a man's jealousy and possessiveness. You are still young and you will know it in the future."

"I'm not small," Jiang Zhihe retorted.

"You've just entered university, aren't you still young? I shouldn't have brought you here," Lin Xiao regretted it. If she had known that Wen Jin knew Jiang Zhihe, and that this guy also had a vague love for Wen Jin, she should have gone to the nightclub and pulled out a man who specialized in this kind of work.

Misstep, misstep!

If Jiang Zhihe died at the hands of Shen Xunzhou, she would never be at peace for the rest of her life.

The sound of brakes scared her so much that her soul was still floating in the sky.

I couldn't keep up with her driving speed of 30 miles per hour.

..............

"Master, are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Shen Xunzhou got in the car. Jiang Ge came from the army and he could faintly smell the smell of blood.

Shen Xunzhou sighed slightly: "No need, let's go back to the old lady."

Shen Rong is back today, and he wants to meet her no matter what.

"How is Jiang Zhihe?"

"Master, how do you know his name is Jiang Zhihe? Have you seen him before?" Jiang Ge was a little surprised.

"Do you need me to tell you the whole story?" The man's cold words rang out in the back seat, filled with a hint of displeasure.

Jiang Ge didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore and answered honestly: "Just as you said, I gave a warning."

"Yeah," Shen Xunzhou leaned against the car and closed his eyes to rest.

Jiang Zhihe is obviously Shen Mang's man, so how did he end up with Wen Jin in this life?

He is a talented person, and his temperament is also what he admires, but he must die because he is thinking about his wife.

"Pull over somewhere and get a pair of shoes and socks out of the trunk."

When Jiang Ge handed over the new leather shoes, he saw that a button on Shen Xunzhou's instep had been cut by some sharp weapon.

It spread from the instep to the toes, and the damage was so severe that it felt like someone had cut them with a knife.

"Let me take care of it for you! It's hot, and if you don't treat it, it will definitely get infected."

Seeing that the man was unmoved, Jiang Ge continued to persuade him: "If it really gets inflamed, it will also delay your work."

The last sentence made people feel a little relieved.

Now, he is racing against time, fearing that if he is a second late, he will miss Wen Jin and the tragedy that he does not want to see will happen again.

"Get the medicine box."

In the old lady's villa, people seem to be happy on the surface, but actually there are undercurrents of conflict.

Shen Mang sat next to his biological parents, chatting with the old lady from time to time. As they chatted, they turned the topic to Wen Jin.

"I heard that Xun Zhou is getting married soon? He's hooking up with that unpresentable girl from the Wen family?"

"Is that true, sister-in-law?"

The Shen family has a little girl named Shen Rong. It's really embarrassing to say that she was framed as a child when the old man was still alive while having a flirtation with someone at a dinner party. Shen Rong's mother raised her until she was ten years old, then showed up and took the child straight to the company to force her to take the position. The old man was so angry that his face turned red. Recalling that night ten years ago, he immediately found the person who set up the trap.

The other party told him everything in detail.

He originally wanted to train Shen Rong to be the heir to stir up trouble in the Shen family, but he ended up in jail and could not afford the financial expenses for the mother and daughter. It happened that Shen Rong's mother knew that the child was the old man's, so she came to the house in a swagger. The twenty-year plan was ruined, and the old lady was so angry that she was hospitalized several times.

The mother and daughter were given a choice: take the money and leave, severing ties.

Or stay and enjoy the resources of their Shen family, but not the right of inheritance.

I don’t know what Shen Rong’s mother was thinking back then, she chose the second path.

When the old man was still alive, the old lady tolerated it again and again for the sake of his face.

As soon as the old man left, the old lady found an excuse to send him out of the country, too lazy to endure it.

Although Shen Rong has been abroad in recent years, he has not been quiet and comes back from time to time to make everyone upset.

Song Jinzhi pursed his lips and nonchalantly took a sip of scented tea from the cup: "Third sister is so concerned about our Xunzhou matter?"

"He's my own nephew! Isn't it my duty to show some concern for him?"

"Of course, you should be concerned, but...wouldn't it be better for you to ask Xun Zhou yourself?"

"Sister-in-law doesn't like me coming back?" Shen Rong pretended to be like the green tea from Wuyi Mountain.

Song Jinzhi put down the cup, glanced at the old lady coquettishly, and started to complain: "Mom, look? Isn't this slandering me?"

The old lady also disliked this girl. Not only did she make the house a mess, but she was sure that nothing good would happen when she came back.

But it's not a good idea to make it too embarrassing in public: "Okay, let's all stop talking. We're all family. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at for making such a scene?"

Shen Rong picked up the cup and pretended to drink a sip of tea. He raised his eyes and glanced at Song Jinzhi with provocation.

Then he changed the subject: "Mangmang went to Berlin some time ago? Why didn't he come to see me?"

"Aunt, I'm in a hurry, I don't want to disturb you."

"We are family, so why bother? My aunt has been living abroad for so many years and she is homesick. I am so happy that you can come to see me."

Shen Mang thought, is there something else behind his words?

It's not easy for her to accept this!

If she picked up the wrong person, her aunt would kill her, but her biological mother would not let her live well either.

"Ma'am, the meal is ready."

Aunt Xu came out and called everyone into the house to eat. The whole family, except Shen Xunzhou, was there.

He asked cautiously, "The young master hasn't come back yet, how about waiting a little longer?"

"No need, someone called and told us to eat first," Shen Mang said.

The two sons sat next to the old lady, followed by the daughters-in-law. Shen Rong was originally supposed to sit next to the two sons, but because of her family status, she could only find a seat at the very end.

Look, look, this is a wealthy family! Even the seating arrangement is ridiculous.