Chu Yun's body was found at the door of the Jiang Mansion the next day, because the entire layer of skin on his face was peeled off, so there was no way to identify it, so he could only be dragged to the morgue and wait for the family members of the missing person to come and report the case.

Such a bloody and demonic method would not have a second person but him.

"Yi Qingchen, are you in there?"

Chu Qiao knocked on the door of the study, and waited for Wen Yi'an to open the door from the inside.

"Husband...... Sister ......" Seeing Chu Qiao's suddenly changing face, he immediately changed his words.

"This seems a little strange."

Her playful gaze swept back and forth between the two of them, "You two actually locked the door, are you discussing something unseemly?" ”

"No, I just entered the door and locked it."

Yi Qingchen hurriedly got up and helped her to sit down on the sofa, "Why don't you bask in the sun downstairs?" ”

"I'm curious about the two of you, you've been getting tired of being together lately, in case you ......"

Her sneer gave Yi Qingchen and Wen Yi'an goosebumps.

"Tell me honestly, the person who died at the door of Jiang's Mansion was Chu Yun, right?"

In fact, Chu Yun died, Chu Qiao didn't feel much joy when she had such a thought in her heart, if it wasn't for Chu Yun instigating Tang Cheng to find someone to kill Song Kui, she wouldn't have to die.

Even compared to Song Wanlai, Chu Yun is much better.

She pursed her lips self-deprecatingly, sure enough, some things cannot be compared, compared to murderers, robbery and theft are much lighter.

"Hmm."

"The person who kidnapped Sun Xiang's son was sent by her?" It was the only thing she could think of, something big about what had happened recently.

Yi Qingchen nodded, "There are also people who give heads to Shaojin's engagement banquet." ”

"That's damn it!"

Chu Qiao suddenly remembered someone, and hurriedly asked Wen Yi'an, "What is the situation of that Lulu now?" ”

Wen Yi'an subconsciously looked at Yi Qingchen, who nodded slightly.

"Zhang Lulu hasn't been to work in the hotel since yesterday morning, and her mobile phone has been turned off, so I asked people to go to the place where she rented to look for it, but I didn't find any clues, and this person seemed to have disappeared out of thin air."

"Disappeared into thin air?" Even if he died, he had to leave a corpse, how could he disappear out of thin air?

"Yes, so I'm about to send more people to find out, and she disappeared as soon as something happened to Chu Yun, what a coincidence."

"Could it be that she is Chu Yun's person?" Chu Qiao frowned slightly, deep in thought.

"Maybe it's Jiang Shaoxiu and Su Wenlan, but she's definitely not a good person."

"Okay, leave this matter to Yi'an, you just need to give me peace of mind to raise the baby, don't think about the rest, promise me, okay?"

Yi Qingchen gently held her hand, and there was a hint of request in her gentle eyes.

"Of course, fool."

On my desk, the phone kept ringing.

Yi Qingchen copied it and saw that it was Jiang Shaoxiu, so he walked out of the study with the extension in his hand.

"What does Mr. Stuart mean by asking your assistant to send me such a thing?"

While Jiang Shaoxiu hated Yi Qingchen, he couldn't help but be jealous of his willfulness, and even deliberately didn't change his number, did this make it clear that he wanted to slap him in the face?

"It's not interesting, how can I not share such a wonderful picture with you? After all, you are also the nominal brother of our family. ”

This "Our Family's Joe" completely aroused the fire of jealousy buried deep in Jiang Shaoxiu's heart.

"I really don't agree with Mr. Stuart's special aristocratic fetish, Jiang Mou, country Z is a country ruled by law, not a place to let you do evil, I believe that someone will help the person who died in vain to get justice."

"Jiang?"

Yi Qingchen's voice was obviously a little sarcastic, "I really think of myself as the Jiang family." ”

"Mr. Stuart, what do you mean by this, am I a member of the Jiang family, your brother-in-law knows better than me, doesn't he?" Jiang Shaoxiu was poked in the sore spot, and his tone, which had never been restrained, finally fluctuated.

"There are some things that are enough to give a face once, and if I don't want to, no one can force it."

"Oh, I forgot to remind Mr. Jiang of one thing, it may be difficult to find suppliers for your treasure island's arms in the future."

"Mr. Stuart, are you kidding me?" The arms on Treasure Island have always come from the United States and country Z, although the Stuart family is prominent, he doesn't believe that Yi Qingchen's hands can be so long!

"I don't like to joke with people I don't know."

After Yi Qingchen finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Jiang Shaoxiu held the microphone tightly, his slender fingers were slightly white because of excessive force, but his mind kept pondering what Yi Qingchen said just now.

Could it be that the arms are really related to Yi Qingchen?

"Sir."

Yi Qingchen re-entered the door, and Chu Qiao had already gone to the balcony of the study.

He deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Su Wenlan has arranged it there?" ”

"It's all right, I asked her to tell her in detail all the experiences of Jiang Shaoxiu wanting to borrow a knife to kill people before, and it is estimated that she should have done something in the past two days."

"Well, remember to let people render the atmosphere more when the time comes, don't be too lonely."

Wen Yi'an bowed slightly, "Okay, I understand." ”

"Jiang Shaoxiu, what is he looking for you?"

Chu Qiao suddenly walked in from the balcony, and Wen Yi'an subconsciously took a few steps away from Yi Qingchen, "Then I'll go out first." ”

Both nodded at the same time.

"How do you know it's him?" Yi Qingchen smiled and beckoned to her

"Who else but him can have a phone call that you can avoid me to answer?"

"My wife is so smart." Yi Qingchen put his arms around her shoulders flatteringly.

"Don't get away from the topic, ask you about serious things, what is he looking for you?" Since so many things have happened, Chu Qiao has always been on guard against Jiang Shaoxiu in her heart, Jiang Shaoxiu's personality is actually a little distorted, and she is completely unscrupulous in doing things, she is afraid that Yi Qingchen will fall into his pit if she is not careful.

"Ask about Chu Yun." Yi Qingchen quietly glanced at Wen Yi'an, gently took Chu Qiao's hand and walked out of the door.

"When Chu Yun died, I specially asked Yi'an to record a video to share with him, so he specially called to thank him."

"You're going to it." Chu Qiao glanced at him with disgust, "But why did you let people peel off Chu Yun's skin?" ”

The deep black membrane darkened, "I said that you want to be unique. ”

"She's not me." Thinking of Chu Yun's bloodied face like fresh pork, Chu Qiao's stomach felt nauseous for a while, and he only felt unbearable when he covered his mouth.

Yi Qingchen hurriedly took a jar of sour plums, took out one and fed it to her mouth.

The cool and sweet taste suddenly suppressed the unbearable discomfort slightly.

But when she was pregnant for the first time, Song Meijiao bought her sour plums, and she couldn't help but feel sour.

I heard that she is now eating fasting and chanting Buddha all day long, and she has long stopped asking about the world, and I don't know what is going on now, whether she is still as extreme as before, and her eyes are full of hatred as before.

"What's wrong? It's so decent, why is it so quiet? Still uncomfortable somewhere? ”

Yi Qingchen looked at her with pity, who was getting thinner.

It seems that every time she gets pregnant, it is when she struggles with pain, and the strong pregnancy reaction makes him feel distressed when he looks at it.

"No, I'm a little tired."

Chu Qiao lazily nestled into Yi Qingchen's arms, "Grandpa's intention is to let Shaojin and Shaoqing get married early, and rush the bad luck that the two of them got at the engagement banquet, it seems that soon the family will be lively again." ”

The pregnant woman's thinking always seemed to be extremely jumpy, and after a while, Chu Qiao moved on to other topics.

"Yi Qingchen, do you say that our baby is a son or a daughter?"

"Of course it's a daughter, I'm going to give birth to a daughter for a year." At the mention of this topic, Yi Qingchen's spirit was obviously more excited than ever.

"Enough to have a daughter for a year?" Chu Qiao couldn't help but laugh, "You fool, you have to be nine months pregnant, and you can only give birth to one at most this year, and you must be an efficient couple." ”

"Do you think we're not efficient enough?"

"Of course not." She was busy begging for mercy.

"I'm talking about my daughter, whose birthday is exactly the same year." Yi Qingchen raised her eyebrows arrogantly, "This is my private princess group." ”

"What are you kidding!"

As soon as Chu Qiao heard this, he immediately sat up from the sofa.

Birthdays add up to a year? Doesn't that mean she has to have twelve daughters? And it must be absolutely consistent in time to ensure that there are no boys, otherwise it means that the first nine months of hard work have been wasted and have to be repeated.

"No kidding, wife, I'm serious."

Indeed, he held her face very seriously.

"I don't want it, I'm not a sow!"

Nonsense! There are enough to give birth to twelve, even if the two of them have two daughters now, then they still have to have ten more, even if there are no accidents, they will be born one by one in chronological order, at least ten years......

Decade......

What a long time period.

In the first half of her life, wouldn't she need to do anything, just give birth to children every day?

"Wife, you can promise me."

"Don't even think about it, if you want so many daughters, I have a solution?"

"What's the solution?" Although he knew in his heart that she must have said this to trap him, Yi Qingchen couldn't help but be fooled curiously.

Chu Qiao smiled and hooked his finger at him, and Yi Qingchen obediently put his ear to it.

"Since you want so many daughters so much, then I will reluctantly be a virtuous (idle) wife and a good (cool) mother, I will help you marry two more little wives, you can have a few more if you want to have a few, these gang are not good and get off work, a steady stream, you can rest assured, I will definitely come according to your preferences."

"Do you know what I like?"

"White skin, beautiful appearance, good kung fu."

"Silly girl, my life's preference is called Yiqiao."

He lovingly wrapped his head around her and gently dropped a kiss on her forehead.

My life's preference is called Yiqiao......

My life's preference is called Yiqiao......

This sentence is like the best spell in the world, tightly imprisoning Chu Qiao's heart, and he can't go from now on, and he doesn't want to go.

Maybe it was because of this sour plum in the afternoon that reminded her of Song Meijiao, so that that night, Chu Qiao really saw Song Meijiao in her dream, but she saw her lying in a pool of blood covered in blood, and there were still vehicles coming and going next to her.

She woke up from the nightmare, only to find that she was inexplicably in a cold sweat.

"What's the matter? Another nightmare? ”

Since Chu Qiao was pregnant, Yi Qingchen has not dared to fall asleep, and he woke up in time when he saw her a little movement, and when he saw her with a frightened face, he couldn't help but feel distressed, and carefully hugged her into his arms and comforted her for a long time, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm ......"

It's normal for pregnant women to have nightmares more easily than ordinary people, but Chu Qiao has dreamed of Song Meijiao one after another in the past two days, and every time she appears in front of her in a miserable state of death, this makes her have to think more, is there something wrong with Song Meijiao in prison?

"It's okay, be good, lie down and continue to sleep, tomorrow I will ask the old holy hand to help you take a good pulse and prescribe a few patches of sleep aids."

Chu Qiao obediently closed his eyes again, but the tragic situation of Song Meijiao in his mind lingered.

So much so that as soon as the morning dawned, she made a phone call to Yi Shaojin and made an appointment with her to visit Song Meijiao in the women's prison.

"Mom, we're coming to see you."

In the visiting room, a large stainless steel table separates the distance between the three people.

Yi Shaojin pushed the things he brought in front of her, "These are the clothes and food that Shaoqing and I prepared for you, you remember to put them away." ”

Since the death of the mother and daughter of the Song family one after another, Song Meijiao seems to have completely changed as if she is a person, from the beginning of her contact with Buddhism to the current calm like water, everything seems to be developing in a better way.

Maybe one day, then the former Song Meijiao can return to their lives, even if it is just a luxury, it has changed from hopelessness to hope.

"Silly boy, you told your mother last time you came, don't bring any more things, they are all here, and besides, there are some things, and my mother can't use them now."

Song Meijiao couldn't help coughing lightly a few times as she spoke, and said slowly after a long time: "Congratulations, Xiao Qiao, I can't go to the wedding of the two of you, I ......"

As she spoke, she began to cough violently again.

"What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, maybe it's a little uncomfortable for the recent change of season, just cough for a while."

"Have you seen a doctor?" Yi Shaojin subconsciously revealed the psychology of being a daughter in the past, and said worriedly.

"No, it's just a little problem, it'll be fine in a few days, don't take it to heart."

"Mom, you must take good care of yourself, Shaoqing and I will probably have a wedding at the end of this month, and I will definitely let you go."

"Don't." Song Meijiao hurriedly stopped: "Don't embarrass your grandfather." ”

"It's not embarrassing, it's a matter of course for a mother to attend her son's wedding."

Song Meijiao's eyes suddenly lit up with a ray of hope.