Leng Lintian's voice turned to ashes, and he recognized it.

A punch hit the sink hard, and the mirror surface of the glass instantly cracked.

He suppressed his heart, rubbed his temples with a faint pain, and wanted to immediately grab the woman on the bed and question him.

Resisting the urge to kill, he picked up his phone and took the electric board back.

Tuning to the recent call log, there are only a few missed calls that have just rang, and the one he has answered.

She's quick, and she's cleaned it up so quickly.

He tuned to the text box again—

There were four anonymous text messages yesterday from 9:10 to 9:30 p.m.

: [I've finally gotten my wish to kill that little guy who got in the way, do you want me to say congratulations.] 】

: [What are you worried about?] It was a special abortion pill, and the ingredients were not found at all. Forget who I am - your all-powerful Alen. 】

: [Play enough, don't let him see it, wait for me to arrange someone to pick you up.] 】

: [I can't wait to meet you sooner, one. 】

……

Naturally, these four text messages could not have been said by Leng Lintian, which Leng Xinqi sent to Jing Jiaren's mobile phone with other numbers.

And this number is a temporary number, and the card will be cancelled when it is used up, and the user cannot be found at all.

In addition, Leng Lintian's side used Jing Jiaren's tone to send him a distress message.

That's why there was the phone call that Leng Lintian just called.

……

The green tendons on the back of Ximen Longting's hand jumped violently, and he punched the glass mirror again.

Several pieces of glass fell out of the cracked mirror, one of which cut the back of his hand......

He couldn't believe that the child was killed by Jing Jiaren, but the text message on the mobile phone was an indisputable fact.

"Young master, the number that sent the text message is a temporary card, it has been cancelled, and the identity of the user cannot be found, but the number that called Miss Jing is indeed the private mobile phone number of Master Leng." Wilson handed over the information, "His mobile phone number and account are encrypted, and we have obtained the information by invading the mobile communications group." In addition, Miss Leng San also has the private number of Master Leng, and she can testify. ”

Ximen Longting's face was gloomy, and he couldn't tell what his expression was.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, and all the papers on the table were raised, and the papers flew messily in the air.

Jing Jiaren woke up and found that there was no one around her, and her heart was instantly empty.

She got up and went into the bathroom to wash, and saw the broken mirror, which was still stained with blood, and had a vague premonition.

What happened, the weishenme glass will crack, was it Ximen Longting who broke it?

Jing Jiaren felt very uncomfortable, thinking that maybe Ximen Longting was too depressed because of the child's affairs, which led to self-abuse.

I learned from the servant that he was in the study.

Jing Jiaren walked to the door of the study, raised her hand and was about to knock on the door, but the door opened by itself.

Wilson looked at her in surprise: "Miss Jing? ”

Jing Jiaren saw the messy and scattered documents everywhere in the study, and the dark shadow sat in front of the desk, her face was as hard as frost, and it was terrifying to the extreme.

Wilson whispered, "The young master is in a bad mood today, so it's better for you to mess with him less." ”

"He's in a bad mood?" Hearing that Ximen Longting was in a bad mood, Jing Jiaren was even more worried.

"Miss Jing, let's go."

Wilson winked and was about to close the door, when Simon Longting's voice sounded, "Let her in." ”

Wilson sighed, opened the door, and let the beautiful woman in.