Asking her completely as a fraudster, Mrs. Helan really couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted: "I said it all, he is true, it is true, it is true...... Why don't you believe it? You have also seen the photos of Yue Pengcheng, the two of them are exactly the same, there is no difference, how can there be such an extent imagined in this world, even twin brothers can't, can you police officers have some brains in handling cases? ”

The policeman who recorded it was not angry and said, "The world is so big, what kind of class is strange?" Yue Pengcheng's death certificate is complete and certified, you can refuse to admit it today, but after we find out everything, even if you want to say it again, it will be useless. ”

Mrs. Helan vomited blood angrily.

The police were gone, and she lay there alone, feeling only a throbbing pain in her chest.

Helan Mingde is not here, Helan Fangnian is not here, and her daughter doesn't know what it looks like now.

Mrs. Helan's heart was in a mess.

Someone came in, and Mrs. Helan thought it was still a policeman, so she opened her mouth and said, "I said it all, I don't know = I know, what do you want to ask?" Do you have to make me bent into a trick? ”

After a while, a timid voice sounded at the door: "Sister Zhang, don't bother ......"

When Mrs. Helan heard the voice, she turned her head suddenly, but saw a woman in her 30s standing at the door, with a delicate appearance, looking younger than her actual age, not particularly good-looking, but very attractive, irrelevant and comfortable, and her voice was also very good.

It was a man who didn't seem to be aggressive, and his voice and appearance were peaceful.

But, seeing this person, Mrs. Helan instantly turned into a fighting: "Who asked you to come, you get out of here, get out of here, get out...... Slut, vixen...... Run to me to show off your might, you want to be beautiful, you get out of ...... right away"

This person Mrs. Helan naturally knows, because this is Li Jingyi, the junior raised by Helan Mingde outside.

This was another thorn in Mrs. Helan's heart, and he had always wanted to pull it out, but he couldn't pull it out.

Back then, she knew that Helan Mingde** also went to check, but ...... In order to maintain her image in Helan Mingde's heart, in order to stabilize her position, she endured it and did not move, she felt that the junior outside was a junior after all, and she would never be able to wait for the elegant hall, not to mention that if she made trouble, wouldn't others know about it, how could she maintain the image of herself and Helan Mingde in front of the outside with a deep relationship?

So I put up with Li Jingyi and Mrs. Helan.

This endurance has endured until she is in trouble now.

Li Jingyi smiled gently, she came in with a thermos bucket, and her hostility towards Mrs. Helan and her many voices seemed to be heard.

Li Jingyi said with a smile: "I'll send some chicken soup to Sister Zhang, I just cooked it at home, and it has been simmered all day, sister, you can taste it." ”

Li Jingyi poured out a bowl of chicken soup, the black chicken soup, the broth was boiled clearly, the oil slick on it was carefully skimmed, and the aroma was especially able to arouse the appetite of others.

She picked up the spoon, took a spoonful, and carefully blew it several times and sent it to Mrs. Helan: "Sister, you taste it, this chicken soup, Mingde has always liked it, I don't know anything else, it's worth making some soup, every time Mingde goes to my place, my favorite thing is to drink a bowl of chicken soup I cooked, I believe my sister will like it too." ”