Wen Zhiyan successfully ascended the throne after Han Xiqing's death, and his mother gave birth to a son in the second year, the key is that the two old men of the Han family did not object, but the family was harmonious, this method is not spicy.

Han Luoli didn't care about Wen Zhiyan's fluster, and said directly: "Seventeen years ago, my mother died of illness. Do you think that's the end of it? Do you think that if people die and the building is empty, no one will hold you accountable? ”

Han Luoli said these words quite coldly, and these words all prove that Wen Zhiyan is the murderer of Han Xiqing!

"Don't talk nonsense, Luo Li, I know that you have always had feelings for me in your heart, and I also know that I occupy your mother's place, and you have never accepted me, but don't frame me like this......"

Everyone looked at this one with some indistinction.

Wen Zhiyan's image is not like the femme fatale that Han Luoli said.

She has always been very humble and polite, generous and dignified.

"You think you're doing it perfectly, but you don't know that my mother has a habit of keeping a diary." Han Luoli said coldly. "In my mother's diary, there is clear evidence that you killed her."

"Diary?" Wen Zhiyan shuddered in surprise.

Han Luoli suddenly approached Wen Zhiyan rarely: "Do you want to say that I can't touch you at all, because you have the password to my mother's safe." As soon as Han Zaijing dies, you are the only person in this world who knows. ”

Wen Zhiyan looked away with a weak heart, and was pierced by someone.

"It's a pity that when Han was dying, he finally did a conscience and revealed the password to me."

What?!

As if he had lost his huge protective umbrella and the support of being alive, Wen Zhiyan's face began to become panicked and incredulous.

"Do you want to know what's in the safe?"

"Yes, what?"

"Diary!"

Han Luoli easily solved her doubts, and looked at Wen Zhiyan's eyes coldly, flickering non-stop, and then extinguished.

"Luo Li, you can't condemn me for a notebook!"

"Yes, the law can't judge you, but I will rule you for my mother."

Wen Zhiyan was behind him, lying on the ground in a daze.

Han Luoli turned around resolutely, and walked to the stage with a few steps on his long legs. Looking at Han Luoxi, who had a gloomy face, he also said in a cold tone: "Han Luoxi, do you still want to marry me?" ”

"What? Is this Miss Hei Xi Han Luoxi? ”

"Isn't Han Luoxi the youngest son of the Han family, how did she become a daughter?"

"No, no, even if it's a daughter, you can't marry the eldest prince, this is a close relative......"

The crowd of people was in a daze, and they couldn't figure out the state and the complex ethical relationship.

"It means that it is not the head of the Han family."

A soft voice was thrown into the crowd of heated discussions, and everyone understood in an instant.

After Gu Xiaoer finished speaking leisurely, he still turned into the most ordinary audience and continued to stay in the crowd.

"Baby, mom forgot to bring melon seeds, do you want to eat them?"

It's still a little bun with a little embryo: if you want to eat it, don't let me take the blame!

Wen Zhiyan's character of being a good wife and a virtuous helper who has been operating for many years has completely collapsed.

When everyone looked at her again, they all looked at her with cold disdain.

"It turned out to be the junior in the upper position, and he killed the original partner!"

"How can such a femme fatale be so terrifying, my God, such a daughter-in-law in the Han family stall is simply poured blood mold!" Watch a late-night welfare movie, please pay attention