Huo Sibai stood beside Song Yiran, thinking that the third uncle would die like that.

The murderer is his parents, and his heart is actually very tormented.

"I'm sorry, little aunt."

Huo Sibai reluctantly called out to his aunt, and he stared at Song Yiran like that.

The woman turned around: "You didn't do it, what do you say I'm sorry, I just didn't expect your parents' ambitions to be so big." ”

"I'm really sorry."

Huo Sibai was very nervous, and he looked at Song Yiran firmly.

"No matter what the little aunt chooses to do in the future, I will help the third uncle take care of you."

The woman's heart sank.

In fact, after she got married, she already knew what kind of person Huo Sibai was, he was very kind, but in this kind of family, kindness was also very fatal.

It was silent.

I don't know what's going on over there, it's very noisy.

The media flocked to the news, and then they got the news of Huo Chenyan's death, and for a while, the whole world was overwhelmed.

Such an arrogant man, there are terrifying rumors about Huo Chenyan everywhere.

In the end, I can't escape a death.

"Isn't that Mrs. Huo?"

I don't know who discovered Song Yiran's existence, and a group of people came over this way.

Huo Sibai subconsciously protected the person behind him, he wrinkled his brows, and asked the bodyguards to come over to evacuate the order here.

Song Yiran under the media lens is very haggard, dressed in black, and the coldness of that face is more and more set off.

She was squeezed elsewhere, looking at Jiang Lisha dressed in luxury, although it was black, she was still wearing a pure handmade custom.

The hair and makeup were also carefully designed, and she came to attend Huo Chenyan's funeral.

"Si Bai, come here, entanglement with a widow, you're not ashamed enough, are you?"

Jiang Lisha lowered her voice, for fear of being photographed in case she was repeatedly fabricated a story about a widow and a wealthy son.

Jiang Lisha will be angry.

Huo Sibai heard his mother speak like this, and his heart was also extremely painful: "It's all like this, why do you still want to bully the little aunt." ”

"You can't wait to take care of her for your third uncle?"

When they got inside, news came from there that Huo Chenyan had been cremated, and the ashes were in that small box.

Huo Sibai didn't want to quarrel with Jiang Lisha about anything, he just stared at her.

"Mom, are you really not guilty at all?"

“？” Jiang Lisha was stunned for a moment, "What are you crazy about, what kind of ecstasy soup did that woman give you, and you are just looking at her?" ”

“……”

"Your third uncle is dead, I also feel sorry, because Huo Chenyan died, the Huo family doesn't have to go forward?"

Jiang Lisha laughed at Huo Si Bai Zhen.

"If it's not you and your father, will the third uncle die?"

"You don't talk nonsense." Jiang Lisha hurriedly covered Huo Sibai's mouth, and this kind of words came out of her own son's mouth.

It is particularly terrifying, if they are heard by the media, even if there is no evidence, they will be charged with murderers.

"Don't you still admit it? I've found the organization you bought the murderer. Huo Sibai was emotional, "I thought you would feel a little guilty about the third uncle, but you didn't." ”

Jiang Lisha's face turned pale.

Today's funeral brought a lot of people, and the upper circle gave Huo Chen face and the Huo family.

Jiang Lisha didn't expect her son to prepare such a big gift for her.

"Go and turn yourself in." Huo Sibai was very excited, "Don't embarrass me, okay?" You go and turn yourself in, I'm not going to let out those things. ”

"I'm your mother."

Jiang Lisha was about to cry.

When the two of them were tugging, they came to the next room.

Jiang Lisha clenched her fists, she really hated Song Yiran to death.

The little vixen bewitched her son, and the six relatives did not recognize it, and even thought of the righteous destruction of relatives at this time.

"Your father has already gone in to cooperate with the investigation, he can still come out, as long as you don't mention the murder, no one will investigate, do you have to force us to die?"

"Si Bai, I have been bullied by your third uncle all these years, the Jiang family almost went bankrupt, and your father endured humiliation and burden, so he is where he is today."

"Just kneel down for you, okay?"

Jiang Lisha's tone pleaded with Huo Sibai.

"If you have to expose the report, I will die in front of you." Jiang Lisha's expression was solemn.

Huo Sibai was scared.

He looked at Jiang Lisha worriedly, thinking that his mother had planned for himself all his life, and he hesitated.

Looking at her son's appearance, Jiang Lisha knew that there was still room for it.

Jiang Lisha grabbed Huo Sibai's hand tightly.

"I promise that I won't embarrass Song Yiran again, I will treat her well, Si Bai, your third uncle's life is actually not in our hands."

Huo Sibai was shaken!

"It's Sang Wu, it's Sang Wu who wants him to die."

Jiang Lisha hurriedly took out her mobile phone and showed Huo Sibai the chat history with Sang Wu.

The man's brow furrowed.

"How is she?"

"Your third uncle's enemy is her, if it weren't for her tipping the news, we wouldn't know that your third uncle's life was in danger."

Jiang Lisha defended that she said that when their people went to the hot spring mansion, Huo Chenyan was actually in danger.

"What you are looking for is the person who makes your third uncle's life hang by a thread, I suspect it is Sang Wu, by the way, she is with Mo Huaiyu."

Jiang Lisha said to Huo Sibai.

The man clenched his fists tightly: "I'll investigate, the third uncle can't die in vain." ”

"Okay."

Jiang Lisha was scared into a cold sweat, she didn't expect that she would raise such an upright son.

actually thought about killing relatives with righteousness.

Huo Sibai staggered out the door, just in time to see Song Yiran holding the urn and standing at the end of the corridor.

That looks a little weird.

"Little auntie."

"You've changed your mind, haven't you?" Song Yiran said softly, she wasn't persecuting Huo Sibai, "What did your mother say to you just now?" ”

She wanted to follow the vine and find some clues, and she didn't have to be so passive as Huo Chenyan.

The man pretended to be dead in such a situation, he must have tried to lure the snake out of the hole.

The corpse that had been pretended to be for so long did not wake up, and Song Yiran deduced that Huo Chenyan's method was not easy to use.

He must be in chaos, and Song Yiran must help him.

"Yes." Huo Sibai dragged Song Yiran's hand, went upstairs, and found a space that was quite hidden.

"Say it."

Song Yiran hurriedly withdrew his hand, not wanting to have too close contact with him.

"My mother said that it was Sang Wu who informed them that the third uncle was seriously injured, and when her people passed, the third uncle had actually fallen into a coma."

"What, Sang Wu?"

Song Yiran was a little stunned, she outlined all the ins and outs in her mind.

She had to ask Huo Chenyan what was going on in the Hot Spring Mansion.

"Yes, maybe the people who killed the third uncle were not for their parents, they just carried the black pot for others."

"......" Song Yiran didn't know what to say, she opened her mouth, feeling a little ridiculous, but she could also understand Huo Sibai's thoughts.