Mrs. Jiang listened to these beautiful words, to be specific, against her heart, her heart was particularly beautiful.

Cheng Xing looked at her with interest, and then flickered: "The beauty should have a bowl of soup, I heard that you are here, I specially brought the soup from Zhuo's house." ”

Cheng Xing almost felt like he was lying.

In his heart, he asked himself: Is it okay to fool an ugly old woman like this?

For Cheng Shuhua, Cheng Xing fought hard!

Cheng Xing's flickering confused Mrs. Jiang, she quickly put down the chopsticks in her hand, pulled out some tissues, picked up the mirror, and cleaned up the messy lipstick.

Cheng Xing walked over, put a bowl of soup on the coffee table, and pushed it in front of Mrs. Jiang, still with an intoxicating smile, and said gently: "Little sister, drink soup, in this way, your beautiful skin will be more tender." Mrs. Jiang subconsciously touched her dry rough wrinkled old face, raised her head a little frivolously, and replied coquettishly: "My skin, is it really good?" ”

After speaking, Mrs. Jiang threw a wink at Cheng Xing hotly, just this glance, a little truth, a little fake, and a little teasing.

Cheng Xing shuddered, and goosebumps appeared on his arms. MD! If it weren't for Cheng Shuhua, wouldn't he be willing to do evil! Is it too TMD to seduce an old lady?

Can't! We can't let this vicious woman kill the child she stole so hard!

Thinking of this-

Cheng Xing's face showed a soul-stirring smile, bent down, approached Mrs. Jiang's face, lowered his voice, and said gently, as if speaking to a lover: "Little sister, you are the most charming woman I have ever seen, from your every move, I can feel how beautiful the night is tonight, I think, my heart has been occupied by you——"

Cheng Xing really can't go on, what is called a big lie, this is.

But fortunately, at this time, Mrs. Jiang answered.

"Xiaoxing, thank you for your impression of me, but I'm already an ancient person, if you don't mind, would you like to have a drink with me?"

Cheng Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately this old woman was self-aware, otherwise, she really couldn't end it.

Cheng Xing breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand, gently wiped it on Mrs. Jiang's shoulder, smiled brightly, and replied magnetically: "Of course, it is my honor to drink with beautiful women." ”

Cheng Xing sat down next to Mrs. Jiang, picked up two wine glasses, very professionally mixed two glasses of "one drunk Fang Xiu", picked up one glass, and handed it to Mrs. Jiang. Mrs. Jiang's hot eyes kept staring at Cheng Xing, and seeing this, she reached out to take the wine glass and took the opportunity to hold Cheng Xing's tender hand.

A chill spread all over Cheng Xing's body, this old woman, what did she want to do? Could it be that she wanted the old cow to eat tender grass?

Chicken?

Hunger finds no fault with the cookery!

No, no, no! That doesn't seem appropriate.

Just thinking about it, Mrs. Jiang's hand let go of his hand, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all.

Red wine, how can you drink it like this?

Cheng Xing has some hatred for her, and some can't bear it.

This old woman looks very pitiful.

At this time, Mrs. Jiang picked up another glass of wine, handed it to Cheng Xing, slightly drunk, and said, "Come, drink-"

Cheng Xing nodded, took the wine glass, took a small sip elegantly, put it down, and looked at Mrs. Jiang.

"Little sister, it's okay to drink a sip, drink too much and hurt your body. ”

Cheng Xing didn't know what was wrong, thinking about comforting her.

Mrs. Jiang seemed to be a little moved when she heard this, over the years, no man has really cared about her, all men are for her money.

Mrs. Jiang remembered some of the past, and felt uncomfortable, and tears were rolling in her eyes.

Cheng Xing was most afraid of women crying, so he hurriedly brought Mrs. Jiang a glass of wine, handed it to her, put his arm around her shoulder, and said, "Little sister, in order to forget the past, let's toast." ”

"Forget the past, good reason!

Cheng Xing began to think about some happy things about Fa'er Jiang.

Mrs. Jiang slowly forgot her sorrow and laughed heartily.

The atmosphere was good, but suddenly, there was a cry of a baby upstairs.

"Wow wow-"

The sound was so loud that Cheng Xing couldn't get through.

Mrs. Jiang looked up, stood up, and asked, "There's a child upstairs? It's impossible, that child is obviously dead? I strangled it with my own hands!"

What the?

Although no one suspected that Mrs. Jiang did it, but when it really came out of Mrs. Jiang's mouth, Cheng Xing's hatred came all of a sudden.

Cheng Xing didn't say a word, stood up, was cold, pinched Mrs. Jiang's neck with both hands, and pinched him to death!

Mrs. Jiang resisted desperately, picked up her feet, and pushed Cheng Xing's lower abdomen hard, Cheng Xing screamed "ah", let go of her hand, fell to the ground, covered her lower abdomen with both hands, and was in pain to death, this old woman is too ruthless!

"Dead woman, do you know that the child you killed is my own son!"

"What are you talking about? Not that dead ghost?

Mrs. Jiang grabbed her handbag and ran desperately out the door.

She thought about running for her life, this man could really kill her.

Mrs. Jiang ran, but when she ran near the villa area, she felt weak in her legs and feet, her whole body was hot, and her internal organs were very uncomfortable.

She felt the pain and slowly spread it on the ground.

Cheng Xing chased him out, he wanted to take revenge, he wanted to get justice for his dead son.

Seeing that he caught up with Mrs. Jiang, Mrs. Jiang had already fallen to the ground, bleeding from her seven orifices, and her life was whimpering.

What's wrong with her?

Cheng Xing raised his foot, kicked it over, and shouted: "Play dead, right? Don't play dead, return my son!"

Cheng Xing kicked her hard, but Mrs. Jiang didn't react at all.

Cheng Xing squatted down, stretched out his hand, put it on her nostrils, and tried it, but she really didn't breathe!

Why?

Why is this happening?

Cheng Xing was puzzled, it was impossible, he didn't kill her, what was going on?

"Woo-woo-"

The sound of a police car rang out.

At this time, how can there be a police car to come to the villa area?

Cheng Xing really doesn't understand, what's going on?

The police car drove directly in front of Cheng Xing, and the police officers got out of the car, checked Mrs. Jiang, made sure that she was dead, and carried her into the car.

Another police officer took out a pair of shackles and handcuffed Cheng Xing.

"No, Uncle Policeman, why did you arrest me? What did I do wrong? Mrs. Jiang was not killed by me, when I came out, she had already fallen to the ground, if you don't believe it, you can mobilize the surveillance at the door of Cheng Shuhua's house. ”

Cheng Xing is still relatively rational, and he thought of using this method to prove his innocence.

The police officer is right to think about it, since the murderer wants evidence, then come up with ironclad evidence and make him submit!

The police officer walked into Cheng Shuhua's home.

The housekeeper received him with a smile, and when the police officer asked about the surveillance, the butler said apologetically: "I'm sorry, the monitor was broken by a thief last night." ”

"Oh, is that so? ”

With that, the police officer went out.

The butler followed.

As soon as Cheng Xing saw the housekeeper, he shouted loudly as if he had seen a savior: "Butler, hurry up and help me tell me, I didn't kill anyone! Mrs. Jiang was not killed by me." ”

The butler walked slowly towards him, stood still in front of him, spread his hands, and said, "Cheng Xing, I don't know." I've been watching the kids upstairs, how do I know what's going on?"

The housekeeper doesn't care about him, he can't control him. Cheng Xing thought of Cheng Shuhua, Cheng Shuhua would definitely save him!

Cheng Xing raised his head and shouted at Cheng Shuhua's window: "Shuhua, I didn't kill anyone!"

For a long time –

Cheng Shuhua walked out of the villa with a child in her arms and pajamas.

A little weak, he walked towards Cheng Xing, approached him, and said softly: "I'm sorry, Cheng Xing, when people die, there must be someone to carry it." ”

After speaking, Cheng Shuhua kissed Cheng Xing's face. He quickly turned around and said to the police officer: "Uncle policeman, I saw it, it was Cheng Xing who killed Mrs. Jiang! Mrs. Jiang was poisoned and died, it was Cheng Xing's soup, Mrs. Jiang drank his soup, the two drank together, and then there was a little conflict, just like that, Mrs. Jiang ran out." ”

What is she talking about?

Cheng Xing could hardly believe his ears.

Is this the woman he's loved for half his life? Why did she commit perjury?

Why?

Cheng Xing didn't want to argue, and a tear flowed from his eyes.

Cheng Xing turned around and said to the police: "Yes, I killed the person, let's go." ”

Cheng Xing lost his lover, his heart is completely dead, his heart is dead, what is the meaning of being alive?

Cheng Xing is meaningless, and he doesn't want to live anymore.

The police took Cheng Xing away, and all the police officers, as well as the onlookers, all left.

The whole villa area has regained tranquility, and it seems that it is not a big deal to kill a person, arrest a person, and sentence a person to life imprisonment.

Cheng Shuhua's eyes kept staring at the direction of the police car's departure, and the disappointed look in Cheng Xing's eyes when she left made her heart feel empty.

The butler walked over and said, "Thank you, President." ”

The housekeeper's thank you surprised Cheng Shuhua.

"Butler, what are you thanking me for?"

Cheng Shuhua asked.

The housekeeper smiled and said, "President, you know, I ordered the rat poison in the dish, I just wanted to get rid of this woman, and Cheng Xing just caught up, so I only blame him for his bad luck!"

Oh my God! So the housekeeper was drugged too?

Cheng Shuhua thought that she was the only one who drugged the meal.

It seems that the housekeeper did not know that there was medicine in the rice!

Cheng Shuhua smiled, looked very virtuous, and replied: "Housekeeper, you are thinking about this family wholeheartedly, you have worked hard, this matter will end here." ”

The housekeeper smiled, nodded, picked up the child in Cheng Shuhua's hand, and walked home, looking at the child and making the child laugh as he walked.

Cheng Shuhua looked at the child's smile, she was in a much better mood, she had an illusion, it seemed that the child in front of her was Gong Yu.