Xu Yingxue knelt down in front of Lin Yun's picture.

Then he took a piece of paper from his bosom and handed it to her.

There are her delicate small characters on the paper, and it is clearly written how Deng Shasha framed her in X Ya.

and how her mother was forced to death by Mother Lin.

A piece of paper is very long, held in her hand, just like the ancient folk woman stopping the sedan chair to complain about grievances, revealing heroism and sadness.

After Lin Yun finished reading the painting, he immediately handed it over to the Lin clan relatives and asked them to pass it on to every guest present one by one.

There was an immediate uproar throughout the hall.

Everyone looked at the Lin mother and son and Deng Shasha with shocked and contemptuous eyes.

Mother Lin's whole face turned the color of pig liver, and she couldn't wait to step forward and tear up the paper.

But she didn't dare, so she could only smile in a sneering manner.

"Mrs. Jun, don't listen to her, she was just dumped by my son and took revenge on us with nonsense."

Xu Yingxue kept kneeling silently on the ground, and only stood up after a while.

The hand reached into his bosom again and touched a sharp fruit knife.

Slowly took it out, and with the other hand, he resolutely grabbed Lin Mu's sleeve.

She came to make trouble today, the purpose is to expose the true face of Deng Shasha and Lin's mother and son in front of the public.

But that, although it is true, legally she does not have enough evidence. All they need to do is hire a good lawyer, and they can get away with it.

You don't even have to go to the police station.

Not to mention the rest, she can't let her mother die in vain.

She wants Mother Lin's life to be worth her life.

"Ahh You're crazy, you want to kill! ”

Mother Lin was grabbed by her arm and couldn't move at all.

Her eyes were fixed on the knife in her hand, and her legs trembled with fright.

"Help—help—ah—"

Lin Mu screamed silently.

Suddenly, she saw a figure quickly walking behind Xu Yingxue.

Dressed in an inky uniform, with amber eyes, his whole body was glowing with a cold and ascetic atmosphere.

Mother Lin was overjoyed and screamed even harder.

"Xiao Jun Shao - help, this woman has a knife, she is an assassin! She-"

Xu Yingxue suddenly felt someone reach out and grab her waist.

The other broad palm wrapped around her delicate little hand, and slowly withdrew the knife in her hand.

She felt like she was leaning against a broad, athletic chest, like a wall, holding her firmly.

Xu Yingxue slowly raised her head and saw a pair of eyes as cold as a deep pool.

His eyes were as sharp as a falcon, staring at her burningly.

Her pupils shrank, and her teeth bit her lip tightly.

This man, she's ever seen!

After Jun Wuxuan put away the fruit knife, he turned Xu Yingxue's body very calmly.

A hand reached out, skimming her porcelain-white face very naturally.

It is still a beautiful and unparalleled face, and it is still a pair of eyes that are as clear as water and do not contain a trace of impurities.

It is that there is no longer a warm and well-behaved smile in those eyes, and there is no longer a warm smile like the sun.

These eyes, slightly sad, oozed with drops of tears, like a flooding lake.

She burst into tears, and her heart was like ashes.

Such eyes should not be sad and tearful.

As a result, the guests in the entire hall saw that Xiao Junshao, who had always been cold and ascetic, carefully reached out and wiped away the tears in the eyes of the groom's ex-girlfriend.

The corners of his lips are slightly hooked, and his voice is seductive and low.

"Finally found you."

Mother Lin immediately realized that something was wrong.

And Lin Yunhua's eyes widened, and he looked at his son in surprise and joy.