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Jiang Si smiled faintly, and watched Chu Siya die.

In the Jiang family, including the servants, who didn't know how much influence Ye Ming had on Jiang Yadong.

Not to mention burning Ye Ming's old things, even mentioning Ye Ming can make Jiang Yadong's face change, since Jiang Yansheng was beaten, shouting that he misses his mother, it can make Jiang Yadong hurt Ye Mingsheng's daughter to the heart.

Now that those old things have been almost burned to the ground, I'm afraid Chu Siya has come to an end.

"Yadong, it's Wang Ming, it's Wang Ying who asked someone to trick me into going up, and then knocked me out and framed me." Chu Siya cried pitifully, she wouldn't admit it, once she was convicted of this crime, she would never recover.

And at this moment, Wang Yuan, who had just been burned by the fire and had just gone downstairs after taking medicine, heard it, and her face was still very weak, so she asked the maid to help her over: "Miss Chu, I had a fight with you, but I was almost pushed into the fire pit by you, if it wasn't for the maid coming in time, I think you not only wanted to sweep Ye Ming's old things, but also wanted to burn Yadong's wife, and no one would rob you." ”

Chu Siya's eyes glared at her fiercely, and the expression on her face was almost distorted: "Wang Jin, if you do this, you will not die sooner or later." ”

Wang Ying ignored her vicious curse, her hands were burned by fire and wrapped in bandages, her body was so weak that she seemed to be able to faint when stimulated, she said to Jiang Yadong with a pale face: "I didn't stop Chu Siya today, Yadong, I have nothing to say if you want to blame me." ”

Jiang Siwei shouted beside him: "Mom, I can't blame you, what did you burn your hands into in order to snatch Aunt Ye Ming's photo album." ”

Jiang Yadong looked at his wife with complicated eyes, and no one could guess what he was thinking.

Wang Ying was already weak against the man's sharp gaze, and as soon as this injured expression came out, it looked even more pitiful.

Chu Siya looked at Jiang Yadong's gloomy and silent attitude, as if she had believed Wang Yin's words, and felt more and more suffocating pain in her heart.

"Yadong ......" She opened her mouth, but before she could scream, the voice of the maid came from the door.

"Second Miss? What are you doing here. ”

Jiang Yansheng walked in with a cold face, her footsteps stopped abruptly in the living room, her eyes were unusually cold and looked at the people present, her eyes swept to the old things that were piled up on the side, and she couldn't see the original ones unrecognizable.

"Voice."

When Jiang Yadong saw his daughter, his anger subsided slightly.

But Jiang Yansheng reacted very much, his white fingers were clenched tightly in his palm, he felt his chest stuffy when he breathed, and his eyes stared at Chu Siya without blinking.

Chu Siya was stared at in the heart, she shook her head and explained: "It's not me, Jiang Yansheng, I didn't burn your mother's old things." ”

"Of course you didn't burn it all, my mother risked her life to snatch the album from the fire." Jiang Siwei saw Jiang Yansheng coming, and his heart was even more excited.

She has long seen that Chu Siya is not pleasing to the eye, what kind of identity is she and she still wants to slap her grandmother, if she doesn't take the opportunity to step on her now, when will she wait?

Jiang Siwei walked over and said to Jiang Yansheng: "Sister, it's this woman who came to Jiang's house today and said that she wanted to see what your mother looked like, who knew that she would set fire to it viciously." ”

Jiang Yansheng's eyes began to turn red little by little, she did not collapse hysterically, but her too calm state made people feel even more suffocated.

She turned her eyes to look at her father, her throat ached dryly, and her voice was even deeper and sharper: "Dad, what she said is true?" ”

Jiang Yadong was embarrassed and couldn't open his mouth when he faced his daughter's questioning.

Jiang Yansheng pointed at Chu Siya, who was kneeling on the ground, her fingertips trembling: "Your mistress burned all the things left by her mother?" ”

This sentence made Jiang Yadong even more speechless, he stepped forward and held his daughter's shoulder with his big hand: "Shengsheng, you listen to Dad." ”

Jiang Yansheng's sour taste in his heart was unbearable, and with a faint sense of anger, he put aside his father's hand and walked towards the charred old thing.

She's not too dirty, and she's going to rummage through what else has fallen.

"The sound is already burning." Jiang Yadong saw his daughter squatting on the ground in embarrassment, turning over the burnt things with her white hands, and the taste of extreme suffering poured into her chest, and even the corners of her eyes were slightly damp.

He stretched out his hand to pull his daughter up, Jiang Yansheng's fingertips were burned very red by the burning sensation that left residual warmth, he lowered his head, and under the extreme emotional collision in his mind, the skin surface of his smooth forehead, and thin green tendons came out.

She didn't get up, her dark eyes were dry, and no tears fell.

The more this is the case, the more there is a state of collapse in calmness, Jiang Yadong feels sorry for her, at this time, he remembered the photo album, asked the maid to bring it, and handed it to Jiang Yansheng: "Shengsheng, Dad gave this to you, don't look for it, okay?" ”

The photo album in front of her that had been burned by a corner appeared in sight, making Jiang Yansheng stiffen, she raised her trembling eyes and looked at it in a daze.

Jiang Yadong comforted her and opened the album: "Look, your mother is still there." ”

This photo album records not only Ye Ming in the past, but also her growth as a baby and a sweet and happy home.

Page by page, it's all memories.

Jiang Yan's tears slid down her cold face, she wanted to raise her hand to touch it, but she hung down weakly in mid-air, and her voice was very choked.

After a long time, Jiang Yadong saw her raise her head, her eyes were very stubborn, and she was asking him: "Dad, don't you love your mother anymore?" ”

Jiang Yadong's heart in his chest ached faintly, he couldn't take a deep breath, looked at his daughter, and his voice was also hoarse: "Voice." ”

"You love her, how could you let a mistress ruin her things?" Jiang Yansheng was full of grievances, and the more she spoke, the more difficult it was to control her emotions, and her pale face was extremely depressed, and she faintly revealed a cold hideousness.

She looked at Chu Siya, with a murderous aura of hatred that penetrated into her bones.

"Jiang Yansheng, I said that I didn't burn it, this matter has nothing to do with you, a good stepmother, don't mess around."

Chu Siya sat slumped on the ground, horrified in her heart.

Jiang Yansheng stood up, endured the pain in his ankle, and approached her step by step, even Jiang Yadong couldn't stop her.

Her eyes were already red, and she reached out to grab Chu Siya's neck.

"You ......"

Chu Siya was almost strangled to death, she struggled, her hair was grabbed, her head smashed into the cold hard floor, her eyes were in pain, and the smell of blood left from her forehead.

This made her powerless for a while.

Jiang Yansheng had a cold face, her empty eyes staring at her distorted and suffocating expression, and her five fingers pinched her neck more and more forcefully.

Chu Siya's face gradually stiffened with panic, and for the first time in her life, she knew what it was like to be about to suffocate.

Just when her eyes were about to roll white, Jiang Yansheng was stopped by Jiang Yadong, and the woman's angered emotions erupted around her, and Chu Siya had already vaguely heard what she said.

All she knew was that—

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