When Sun Guixiang was put on stage in an ambulance, the police finally remembered the caller from the investigation scene.

"You called the police?"

"Yes, I'm her daughter, I know who did it, I have proof......"

An Yanxi's mechanical voice sounded, and she took the police to the computer and turned on the surveillance video.

After reading it, the police copied a copy of the content, and then said to An Yanxi, "Don't worry, we will catch the murderer in the shortest possible time, you hurry to the hospital to see what your mother's injuries have become." ”

An Yanxi nodded stunned.

After a few police officers left, the huge villa became extremely quiet.

At this moment, An Yanxi seemed to feel that she was back to that night, lying in the cold bathtub and feeling the despair of blood donation passing from her body little by little.

Why?

The people around her will always be hurt, Wang Wenhan is, and so is Wang Wenshu, the little girl who is only fifteen years old, although they were not killed by her, but they died because of her.

And Sun Guixiang ......

An Yanxi closed her eyes and didn't dare to think about it anymore, because she already had the answer in her heart, the real culprit behind this incident must be An Zhentian or Yang Qingqing who was forced to be anxious.

The one who pressed them was herself......

An Yanxi was already an hour later when she appeared in the hospital.

At this time, Sun Guixiang was still uncertain about her life and death, and the door of the emergency room was tightly closed.

Minutes and seconds passed......

I don't know how long it took, but the doctor in the white coat finally came out.

"Doctor...... How's my mom? An Yanxi's tiredness disappeared suddenly, she rushed to the doctor with a brisk step, grabbed his hand, and asked eagerly.

"Alas!" The doctor didn't answer immediately, and sighed heavily, "If only she had been sent ten minutes earlier, she would have been out of danger." ”

"You, that, that's my mom ...... now"

"Although the patient's life is now saved, she is facing a great possibility of not waking up, she has suffered a severe blow to the head, and there is a ...... in her brain."

An Yanxi didn't hear the next words clearly, she stumbled out of the hospital, and the destination was me, Anjia.

She can't wait, she can't wait for the police to catch the murderer, she is going to shred Yang Qingqing now!

"An Yanxi! Hold it. A familiar, cold voice rang out behind Shure.

An Yanxi's body shook, and as soon as he turned around, his wrist was tightly clamped by a big hand, "Where are you going?" Is it a man who goes to death alone? ”

"Cheng Liting?" An Yanxi looked at him and smiled sadly, "How come I can run into you every time I'm embarrassed, are you sent by God to see my jokes?" ”

Cheng Liting looked at her, his sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the strength of holding her was reduced, "I already know your mother. I'll accompany you to settle down...... Hey, don't think about it, I'm just worried that if you are beaten to death by your father, the old man and the girl will be sad. Then I will take the trouble to comfort them. ”

"Thank you." An Yanxi smiled, I don't know why she just understood the true meaning of this man's hide, her smile this time was from the heart, she nodded, and said softly, "Okay." ”

Cheng family.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

An Zhentian's body trembled, and he glared angrily at An Yanxi, who stopped him from going to Lu, and a raging fire burned in his chest.

"Don't get excited, I'm just suspicious, and I didn't say it's you, it's a little too big." An Yanxi gritted his teeth, his eyes stared at An Zhentian's face tightly, unwilling to miss any expression on his face.

As long as he dares to show a little weak expression, she swears that she will definitely fight with him!

"Humph! I only accept the suspicion of the police, and it is a crime for you to break into a private house and come to me to question me without any evidence! ”

"Trespassing?" Behind An Yanxi, Cheng Liting hooked the corners of his mouth with interest, "An Dong, what do you mean by this?" ”

As soon as Cheng Liting spoke, An Zhentian's heart trembled, but his face remained unchanged, "Mr. Cheng, it seems that An Yanxi hasn't told you yet, okay, then it's up to me to say, An Yanxi said when she took her mother out of the An family, she will never call me dad again." We don't have any relationship anymore. ”

"Really? Xiaoxi? ”

Cheng Liting looked at An Yanxi and spoke softly.

"Yes! However, I am not trespassing on a private house, everything in the house has a share of my mother, just ask, this can also be regarded as a private house? ”

"Of course it doesn't count." Cheng Liting was still smiling, but this smile was no longer gentle, he looked at An Zhentian, his eyes were cold.

"Mr. Cheng, this is my family matter, so I won't bother you." An Zhentian straightened his back and secretly suppressed the fear that kept pouring out of his heart.

Obviously, he has lived twenty years longer than Cheng Liting! The aura on his body can make him fearful, and An Zhentian knows that the reason for this is definitely not just because he is noble.

"Family matters?" The curvature of Cheng Liting's lips continued to expand, he stepped forward and stood side by side with An Yanxi, his long arm blocking her weak shoulder, "Didn't Mr. An just say that my wife and you no longer have any relationship?" So quickly I forgot what I said. ”

"I ......"

An Zhentian suddenly lost his voice, his face became embarrassed, and he stood in place in a dilemma.

"I want to see Yang Qingqing." An Yanxi is not in the mood to see An Zhentian's ugliness now, she wants to teach that woman a lesson with her own hands!

"It's definitely not her!"

When Yang Qingqing was mentioned, An Zhentian immediately reacted and said firmly.

"That's you! There is definitely a murderer between you and Yang Qingqing's slut, or both of you have a share. ”

An Yanxi gritted his teeth, his voice squeezed out little by little from between his teeth, and his eyes were covered with hatred. I can't see the original simplicity and happiness.

"Mr. An, it's just a woman, if my wife is sure that it's not her after asking, I will definitely not do anything to her, but if you stop it now, don't blame me for not caring about the business situation over the years."

"Mr. Cheng, I dare to guarantee that it is really not Yang Qingqing, I know best what kind of character she is when we have been together for so many years."

An Zhentian was eager between his eyebrows, and he just wanted to explain to Yang Qingqing that he couldn't let An Yanxi see Yang Qingqing, because An Zhentian knew very well in his heart that if the two met, it would be Yang Qingqing who would suffer.

Who let An Yanxi stand next to him was Cheng Liting.

"Mr. An, I advise you to let Yang Qingqing's slut come out quickly, otherwise I will have to go up and find it."

It was An Yanxi who spoke, and she called An Zhentian "Mr. An" extremely pleasantly, not at all abnormal, as if she had always called him that.

An Zhentian's face turned white to blue, and then from blue to purple, obviously very dissatisfied with this title.

"An Yanxi, Yang Qingqing is not here."

"Oh, yes, that's good, I'll go upstairs and look for it myself, and if I find it, then don't blame me for being merciless."

An Yanxi dropped a sentence and strode upstairs.

An Zhentian wanted to stop it, but it was difficult for Cheng Liting to follow behind her, so she could only follow closely behind the two, expecting that Yang Qingqing was already hiding in a safe position.

Second floor.

It used to belong to Sun Guixiang and An Zhentian's room.

An Yanxi pushed open the door and walked in, quickly looked around, and there was no one everywhere he looked.

"Yang Qingqing is really not here, he has already gone out early in the morning." An Zhentian said hurriedly, and out of the corner of his eye, he secretly looked at a three-dimensional wardrobe in the corner of the room.

"Since she's not here, why are you in such a hurry? Could it be that where she was hiding in the room, if this is the case, then the murderer must be her, otherwise, what is her heart? ”

An Yanxi said and slowly walked towards the three-dimensional wardrobe in the corner of the wall on the right, and his eyes were still on An Zhentian.

Sure enough, she saw a flash of unease on his face.

"Alright, let's go, I still have papers to work on. Your mother. The police have asked about the matter, and if Yang Qingqing is really suspicious, it will not be your turn to inquire. ”

An Zhentian ordered the expulsion of customers, and in order to prevent Yang Qingqing from being harmed, he did not hesitate to drive away Cheng Liting who was present.

"If I don't teach Yang Qingqing a lesson today, I won't come in vain!"

An Yanxi suddenly sped up, walked to the wardrobe in three steps and two steps, grabbed the handle and pulled it outward.

At the same time, "What are you doing here!" An Zhentian roared behind her.

Wardrobe doors...... is locked.

An Yanxi snorted coldly, "Sure enough, it's here, Yang Qingqing, this doesn't look like your style!" ”

The words fell less than three seconds later.

The door to the wardrobe was slowly pushed open from the inside, and a woman with a delicate face walked out, wearing pale pink silk loungewear with her red lips pursed.

"An Yanxi, you deceive people too much." She exclaimed.

An Yanxi smiled, "These four words should be what I said to you, you femme fatale-hearted slut!" ”

Syllable!

There was a crunch.

When Yang Qingqing reacted, she had already been slapped firmly, she raised her head, her pupils dilated, "You dare to hit me?" ”

"What would a woman with no name and no point dare to have!"

Syllable!

Another resounding slap, this time, An Yanxi hit the other cheek.

The huge shame of "you ......" made Yang Qingqing's reason collapse in an instant, and she waved her hands and grabbed An Yanxi's face.

Cheng Liting's sharp eyes narrowed deeply, and he strode in front of An Yanxi, and at the same time accurately grabbed Yang Qingqing's wrist.

"You dare to move my woman!"

He increased the force in his hand at an astonishing speed, and almost instantly Yang Qingqing's face turned in pain, she wailed in pain, and she didn't dare to move any more, because Cheng Liting was still increasing the force, and she felt that her wrist would soon be broken by him.

"Get down on your knees and apologize!"

Cheng Liting coldly spit out a sentence again, exuding anger all over his body, and his unrefusable tone made An Yanxi behind him suddenly have a strange feeling.

She pursed her red lips, thinking about how to take this opportunity to punish Yang Qingqing, but suddenly heard An Zhentian's nervous voice sound, "Mr. Cheng, let go quickly, Qingqing, she was angry for a while, you also saw that it was An Yanxi's hand that moved first." ”

An Zhentian looked at Yang Qingqing's face that had turned pale because of pain, and his heart ached, and his hatred for his daughter had reached the point of calling her by her full name.

The corners of Cheng Liting's mouth curled, "My woman can hit anyone if she wants, but no one can hit her!" Otherwise, this is the end. ”

Cheng Liting suddenly increased his strength and twisted the disgusting wrist in his hand.

Click-

The sound of breaking.

"Ah!!h

Yang Qingqing screamed miserably, and then collapsed like a deflated ball.