Chapter 1007: The Third Young Master Is the Ruthless Character (5)
Chev'er's face turned pale, "He killed your father, and he is to blame for everything." ”
Scold.
Zhan Mu looked at Xue Fu'er coldly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Who killed my father, you know best in your heart." ”
Zhan Muhan raised his feet, walked up to Xue Fu'er step by step, and asked in a cold voice: "The mother of the third child, what is the matter of my father...... It's all about you, right? ”
is worthy of her son, and she can't hide anything from him!
Chevle pursed her lips and shook her head: "It's not me!" ”
It is impossible for a murderer to admit that he has killed someone, just like a madman who always says that he is not sick!
As long as she doesn't admit it, no one will ever know that she did it.
Zhan Muhan looked at her deeply, didn't speak again, and turned around to remember.
But at this moment, Xue Fu'er's voice suddenly sounded: "Although the War Muting is imprisoned, the position is naturally yours." But don't forget, there is also a dangerous person in this family...... Zhan Muqing! ”
Zhan Muhan's feet stopped and sneered: "Whatever my mother says, I will do!" ”
"Including letting you kill Zhan Muqing?"
Zhan Muhan turned his head and smiled indifferently: "Is it true that everyone who stands in your way deserves to die?" ”
The mother of the third child, the father......
And many, many more people he didn't know!
How much human blood did she have on her hands?
It's terrible!
"I'm here for our mother and daughter." Xue Fu'er's eyes turned red, "Mu Han, after so many years in the Zhan family, you know best what kind of life our mother and son live. Are you willing to have nothing? ”
Nothing?
Zhan Muhan hooked his lips and smiled, a little sarcastic, put his hands in his pockets, and said indifferently: "I'm not nothing, I have sleep." ”
He has no family affection, but he has love.
Not like her...... Nothing!
Looking at Zhan Muhan's figure, Xue Fu'er almost couldn't stand steadily, but fortunately, the men behind her helped her.
"Ma'am, are you alright?"
Xue Fuer glanced back at him, and lightly pushed his hand away, with a sad face: "I'm fine!" ”
The subordinate pursed his lips and immediately stepped aside respectfully, not daring to offend at all.
"Madam, the eldest young master and the second young master have completely broken up, and they can't pose a threat to us, but the third young master ......"
The third young master is a ruthless character!
Xue Fu'er stared at Zhan Muhan's back, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with an indifferent arc, "I can clean up Zhan Muting, I don't believe I can't clean up Zhan Muqing!" ”
"Madame, I don't understand ......"
"In two days, it will be the super sacrifice day of Zhanbei, and the Zhan family will inevitably come and go. In case in the process, someone accidentally kills Zhan Muqing with bad intentions......"
The subordinates were stunned for a moment before they reacted, Madame wanted to get rid of Zhan Muqing completely.
"Do you know what to do?" Chevle smiled indifferently, and her subordinates immediately nodded.
The last assassination attempt at the engagement ceremony was unsuccessful, and this time it must not fail again.
Zhan Muqing had already begun to investigate her suspiciously, and he had long nights and dreams...... This is her last chance!
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Zhan Mushui hurriedly ran to Zhan Muqing's study and slammed open the door.
Si Nian was talking to Zhan Muqing about Zhan Muting, and when he saw the woman who suddenly broke in and had red eyes, both of them were stunned for a moment.
"Sister-in-law!"
Knowing that she was worried about Zhan Muting, Si Nian hurriedly stepped forward to hold her hand and comforted her softly: "It will definitely be fine!" ”
It's okay!
Zhan Mushui sneered, everyone comforted her, but Zhan Muting had already been locked up and imprisoned for life.
She'll never see him again!
"If you can't catch the murderer, will the War Muting never come out?"
Zhan Mushui clenched his hands and looked at Zhan Muqing deeply, "I beg you not to hide it from me!" ”