Chapter 137: Crossing the River and Demolishing the Bridge

Jia Daoyi listened to Wen Deyuan's words, with an extremely complicated expression on his face, and glanced at Wen Deyuan faintly.

I always felt that Jia Daoyi's scalp was numb, and Wen Deyuan rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, "Master Jia, what are you looking at me?" I want to see your son Jia Ren! ”

"Okay, if you want to see Ren'er, I'll take you there." After Jia Daoyi finished speaking, he got up and walked out quickly, without letting Wen Deyuan see the grief and gloom floating in his eyes.

Wen Deyuan didn't know that Jia Ren was dead, and he kept up with Jia Daoyi.

The two walked all the way into the backyard and came to the room where Jia Ren was.

Along the way, Wen Deyuan only felt that the house was gloomy, and even those of the Jia family and the attendants and maids had strange expressions, which made Wen Deyuan's heart furious.

Finally, Jia Daoyi led Wen Deyuan to the door of Jia Ren's room, and then pushed the door open.

The terrible cry came with the smell of blood, Wen Deyuan had a bad premonition in his heart, followed Jia Daoyi into the room, and then saw Jia Ren's mother, who was sitting paralyzed in front of the bed and crying to death, and on the bed, there was a man with a white cloth on his face.

Wen Deyuan had an extremely bad premonition in his heart, and he recognized the person lying on the bed from the man's posture as Jia Ren.

A gust of cold air rushed down Wen Deyuan's heels all the way to his Tianling Gai, and he stood stiffly, watching Jia Daoyi take two steps forward, and lifted the white cloth covering Jia Ren's face with a sad expression.

Suddenly, Jia Ren's tragic face appeared in front of Wen Deyuan's eyes.

"Ahh Wen Deyuan let out a scream, and then sat down on the ground with a heavy ass.

"You saw it all?" Jia Daoyi put on the white cloth again, then turned his head and glanced at Wen Deyuan suspiciously.

Wen Deyuan was almost scared to pee, Jia Ren's gray face just now, and his empty eyes, were like imprints, imprinted in his memory, making him tremble with fright, "What's going on?" Yesterday this person was fine, how could he suddenly die?! ”

Not only is he dead, but his death is so miserable!

Jia Daoyi wiped the tears that seeped out of the corners of his eyes, and looked at Wen Deyuan coldly, "You also saw that Ren'er is dead, as for the incident you said, it has nothing to do with the rest of our Jia family, you better figure it out yourself." ”

"You're crossing the river and demolishing the bridge!" Before Wen Deyuan's words were finished, two sturdy men broke in outside the door, and then supported him left and right, dragging him outside.

"Throw him out." Jia Daoyi was exhausted at this time, and he didn't have the heart to entangle with Wen Deyuan.

"Master Jia! You can't do this to me, when the time comes, the adults will blame it, and your Jia family will not escape the blame, have you heard!? Wen was so angry that he wanted to die, but he was just a powerless doctor, not an opponent of two strong men at all, no matter how he struggled, he was still thrown out of Jiafu.

Wen Deyuan was thrown out of the door of Jia's house and rolled down the stone steps in front of the door like a mourning dog, attracting a burst of ridicule from people on the side of the road.

A carp jumped up from the ground, and the attendant who had been waiting for him to come out at the door also hurriedly walked up to support him, "Master, are you okay?" ”

"Jia Ren, that kid said that he would die, leave this mess to me, how can I be fine!" Wen Deyuan was full of panic and broke out in a cold sweat.

Two days later is the delivery date, if he can't get those goods back, according to that adult's cruel methods, I am afraid that his fate will be worse than Jia Ren!

Wen Deyuan trembled with fright, and suddenly had a plan.