Chapter 437: Serial Conspiracy (8)

I drank too much just now, and I couldn't hold it back, so I made up my makeup by the way, she hoped that in front of him, she would always be the most beautiful and perfect.

Women are happy.

He immediately spoke, "I'll go with you." ”

Qingting is thin-skinned, a little embarrassed, and it's embarrassing to accompany the bathroom. "No need, it's only a few steps, just let the bodyguards accompany you."

She also needs a little privacy once in a while, to keep a little mysterious.

Leng Qirui glanced around the scene, Zheng Wenbin and Ye Siyu held hands, walking among the guests like flowers and butterflies.

In the corner, one of the Mo sisters frowned, and the other muttered non-stop.

He gave up and let a few bodyguards follow.

Qingting took the bodyguard down the rooftop, walked down the stairs for a while, and was led by the waiter into the bathroom.

The bodyguards stood outside the door, vigilantly watching the people coming and going.

After Qingting solved his physiological needs, he pushed open the door, and a stick hit him head-on, smashing it squarely.

Her eyes went black, and her body fell limply, unconscious.

Cold water poured in her face, she shivered coldly, woke up quietly, only to find that her limbs were tied, the extremely thick rope was tied to the railing of the rooftop, her face was very cold, wet and full of water stains, she couldn't help but gasp.

Where is this? What about the bodyguards?

"Awake?" A gloomy voice rang out in the darkness.

The familiar voice made Qingting's heart sink, "It's you, Chen Qiuyun." ”

Thousands of precautions were not prevented, and this catastrophe still came as scheduled.

Chen Qiuyun walked out of the darkness, threw the empty bottle to the ground, and held a fruit knife in one hand, exuding an awe-inspiring murderous aura in the night.

She smiled proudly, looked at Qingting maliciously, and was very embarrassed because of her makeup and wet clothes.

"Night Light Pavilion, you also have today."

There was a faint sound of music in her ears, very melodious, but it made Qingting feel cold all over her body, so familiar, exactly the same as the night in her previous life, on one end was the sound of singing and laughter, and on the other hand, she died in obscurity.

Is it really impossible for fate to change?

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Chen Qiuyun was wearing the clothes of a cleaning aunt, without makeup, she looked very old-looking, her whole face was gray, she was in her twenties, like a sixty-year-old woman.

Her eyes were red, and she roared nervously, "If there is no you in this world, how pure it should be, as long as you die, everything will return to its original place, and our family can enjoy prosperity and wealth in peace." ”

"Help! Help me! Qingting didn't say a word, he opened his throat and screamed desperately, his heart was pounding, the feeling of dying came again, and his heart was full of fear.

Chen Qiuyun approached her step by step, her face was cold, and she exuded a terrifying murderous aura, "Don't bother, you can't hear it." ”

Like a basin of ice water poured from her head, Qingting shivered, could it be her life?

If she died, what would Leng Qirui do? The more cold and affectionate people are, the more affectionate they are......

Her body shook, trying to suppress the churning fear, trying to calm herself, trying to delay time, "Dreaming, forgot my will?" ”

She died, and the Ye family didn't get half a dime, and she was destined to turn over.

The strong hatred in Chen Qiuyun's eyes was terrifying, "Even without your inheritance, we can still get everything we want, as long as you die......"

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