Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Truth

"Say it quickly! You make it clear to me! You are not the daughter of the Yin family at all! Otherwise, you don't want to go back alive" Xiang Zijia threatened Yin Mengrong with a knife, trying to get her to tell the truth. However, Yin Mengrong was not moved at all.

Xiang Zijia was annoyed and angry, although she wanted to kill her immediately, but after all, she didn't have the courage. If she kills this woman now, it will be even more impossible for Qin Xinghao to be with her, and the Yin family will definitely be difficult for the Xiang family, although Xiang Zijia is not a smart person, but she still knows how powerful it is.

"Miss Xiang, I advise you to save your worries! With me, you simply won't know anything you want to know. Yin Mengrong pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she raised her head and said to Zijia.

"Wen Jun is already on the way to save me, Miss Xiang is embarrassing me like this, I'm afraid it won't be easy to explain for a while" Yin Mengrong smiled contemptuously and licked the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth with his tongue.

"Hmph, save you? I asked her to collect your body! Xiang Zijia scolded angrily.

Xiang Zijia is not a natural killer, where can a woman who is carried away by jealousy still think with her brain. She doesn't care if Lu Wenjun comes to save Yin Mengrong, as long as it's not Qin Xinghao, she is not afraid.

Xiang Zijia lifted Yin Mengrong's chin and looked at his legs again, "Everything I suffer now, everything I have lost, I will let you repay it twice." After saying that, he let go of his hand.

"If you don't make it easy for me, I won't let you have a good time!" Xiang Zijia pinched Yin Mengrong's neck, she had completely lost her mind, and she began to tear off Yin Mengrong's clothes vigorously, wanting to humiliate her to the fullest.

"What are you doing! Let me go! Don't touch me! Yin Mengrong cried hoarsely, "Xiang Zijia, you are crazy!" ”

Yin Mengrong's shirt was torn open by Xiang Zijia, revealing her white and firm chest, even Xiang Zijia blushed when she looked at it, and Xiang Zijia's jealousy became stronger and stronger.

"You slut!" Xiang Zijia blurted out and scolded, slapping Yin Mengrong's whole body with his hand.

"Stop!!" Lu Wenjun found Xiang Zijia, and when he saw Xiang Zijia tormenting Yin Mengrong so frantically, his eyes were full of distress and anger. Grabbing Xiang Zijia's hand, "Get out!" "Push her aside.

At this time, Qin Xinghao also rushed here.

"Xinghao?!" Xiang Zijia never expected Qin Xinghao to appear here, and she was at a loss for a while.

"What have you done" Qin Xinghao scolded Xiang Zijia angrily as he took off his coat and gave it to Yin Mengrong, who was tied.

"Mengrong, I'm sorry I'm late." Qin Xinghao wiped the bloodshot on the corner of Yin Mengrong's mouth and said.

Yin Mengrong turned his face away, and the tears in the corners of his eyes kept flowing down.

"You get out of here!" Lu Wenjun angrily punched Qin Xinghao and untied the rope for Yin Mengrong.

Yin Mengrong's legs and wrists were bloodied by ropes. Qin Xinghao saw it in his eyes and hurt in his heart.

How could her weak body endure this grievance, how afraid she was of pain.

"It's too much." Lu Wenjun looked at Yin Mengrong's scarred hands, "I must get this justice for you!" ”

What is that? The deep scar looked like it had been cut with a knife. It looks like it's been a long time, but it's still clearly visible.

Qin Xinghao noticed the scar on Yin Mengrong's wrist, and something suddenly thought of him in his heart.

"Take me home, don't go to the hospital" Yin Mengrong whispered to Lu Wenjun, she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.

Lu Wenjun carefully picked up Yin Mengrong and said distressedly, "How much it hurts." ”

Yin Mengrong is afraid of pain, this is what Lu Wenjun knows, she is afraid of pain when she is sick and has been injected with hanging injections, but now she looks like this.

Like Qiao An, I am afraid of pain, and I refuse to go to the hospital, Yin Mengrong, what are you still trying to support, you are obviously Qiao An.

Watching Lu Wenjun leave with Yin Mengrong in his arms, although Qin Xinghao only frowned, his heart was already as uncomfortable as a thousand cuts.

Xiang Zijia sat aside and was dumbfounded...... Xinghao ...... Listen to me......"

Qin Xinghao clenched his fist and swung it towards Xiang Zijia, his hand was less than a centimeter from the corner of his eye and he lowered his hand, Qin Xinghao almost didn't hit women, and what Xiang Zijia did made Qin Xinghao want to cut her with a thousand knives. and then beating such a woman made Qin Xinghao feel that he was dirty with his hands.

Qin Xinghao tried to control his emotions, patted his sleeve and turned to leave, Xiang Zijia was frightened, she didn't even dare to call Qin Xinghao's name, she was stunned and didn't dare to move.

Qin Xinghao drove the car, had no intention of going home, and went to the apartment. On the way, he kept thinking about the scar on Yin Mengrong's hand, how did such a deep wound come about? said before that Joan committed suicide by cutting her wrists, if Joan is Mengrong, then ...... Qin Xinghao became more and more sure of his thoughts, and he thought that he was getting closer and closer to the truth.

Yin Mengrong fell asleep in Lu Wenjun's car, at this time Lu Wenjun had mixed feelings in his heart, Qin Xinghao actually came to save Yin Mengrong, if Yin Mengrong and Qin Xinghao resurrected, then he would never get Yin Mengrong, so many years of companionship and dedication will come to naught. Thinking of this, Lu Wenjun secretly made up his mind that he would never let Yin Mengrong and Qin Xinghao meet again.

Lu Wenjun sent Yin Mengrong to the hospital, and the doctor examined her body and gave her an injection.

"The patient is very weak now, and he fainted after being stimulated, pay attention to stabilizing the patient's mood, and wake up before tomorrow morning."

"Thank you, doctor"

Lu Wenjun held Yin Mengrong's hand, buried his head and kissed her forehead, stayed quietly by her side, and guarded her all night

"I will never let you suffer such a grievance again in the future."

Qin Xinghao, who returned to the apartment, held Yin Mengrong's mobile phone, and could only see an unfamiliar text message on the interface, because there was a lock that could not unlock the screen, but he knew that the text message was sent to Zijia.

"Xinghao, is it okay for us to use our birthdays as each other's mobile phone passwords?" Seven years ago, Qiao An said with Qin Xinghao's mobile phone.

Although Qin Xinghao thought Yin Qiaoan was naΓ―ve at the time, he still set the mobile phone password to Yin Qiaoan's birthday.

If Yin Mengrong is really Qiao An, if she still has a friendship for herself, with Qin Xinghao's understanding of Yin Mengrong, he knows that some things will not be changed easily.

"0824" Qin Xinghao subconsciously entered these four numbers, this is his birthday.

The phone lit up......

Qin Xinghao released his tightly knit brows and smiled knowingly.

Although Qin Xinghao is not a person who likes to peep into other people's privacy, he is really curious about what secrets are in Yin Mengrong's woman's mobile phone. He just wanted to find evidence that she was Joan.

"You really ......" Qin Xinghao opened the album with the password......