Chapter 843

Chapter 843

Except for this man.

There are many rich second generations who can only see Qingqing.

Everyone thinks Qingqing is better than her.

Except Ji Jialin.

Looking at Qingqing who took away her life, she was so dazzling and was the focus of everyone.

In Qingyao's mind, she had no other thoughts except pulling her down from the altar and taking back everything that should have been hers.

who knows.

Thirty years later, Qingqing's bones have turned into ashes, and her daughter is trying to get in her way again!

But that's okay.

Thirty years ago, she could make Qing Qing lose everything and commit suicide like a lost dog. She can do the same now, she can get rid of her daughter.

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Just when her hatred reached its peak.

Those beautiful eyes, without any emotion, suddenly looked at her.

Qingyao's heart skipped a beat and she laughed in panic.

But at this moment, Ji Xingwan suddenly frowned.

Qingyao's heart suddenly sank.

Afterwards, Ji Xingwan hung up the phone, stood up with Li Xingyuan, and walked towards the door under the gaze of everyone.

She just walked to Qingyao.

Ji Jialin stood in front of Qing Yao as if on guard against something: "What do you want to do?"

He trailed off.

Suddenly, there was a violent explosion in the distance.

Everyone who was waiting to see the show immediately panicked.

"Somewhere exploded!"

"The sound is very far away, so don't worry."

"What's going on lately? Things like this keep happening."

Everyone was talking in a flurry of words.

When the explosion sounded, Qingyao's cell phone buzzed twice.

She took a look.

The little worry I had before finally dissipated.

Zhuang Xinai was eliminated, and the explosion occurred from where she was hiding.

"Jialin, what are you doing? What can Xingwan do to me?" Qingyao pulled Ji Jialin away and looked at Ji Xingwan tenderly, "Xingwan, do you have something to say to me?"

Ye Zhimeng stared at the gentle woman in front of him.

Her gentleness was all superficial, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Ye Zhimeng was unabashed provocation and pride.

It's like saying.

How about it? I burned one of your trump cards again, are you angry?

"I have nothing to say to you." Ye Zhimeng laughed coldly, her eyes falling on Ji Jialin mockingly, "I want to say something to you so that I can take care of myself."

"You are the one who takes care of yourself!" Ji Jialin said coldly.

Fortunately, just now, he still had an unbearable thought and didn't want Qingyao to kill Ji Xingwan.

It would be a pity to die for such a rebellious thing.

"Xingyuan, let's go."

Ye Zhimeng had no intention of staying, so she took Li Xingyuan's arm and walked straight out.

"Don't panic."

After walking out for a while, Li Xingyuan held Ye Zhimeng's hand, rubbed the back of her hand twice with his thumbs, "Everything is under control."

Ye Zhimeng nodded: "Okay."

Just when Ye Zhimeng and Li Xingyuan were about to walk out of the funeral home.

During the day, the red dot, which was difficult to detect, slowly aimed at the two of them.

On the second floor, Ji Jialin and Qing Yao looked like they were watching a good show.

Just when they were sure that Li Xingyuan and Ye Zhimeng would be killed by snipers as soon as they walked out of the funeral parlor hall.

The red aiming point was accurately locked on the foreheads of the two men.

The light in the room was dark, and they could clearly see each other, locking the red dots on their foreheads.

"Quick! Let the snipers stop!!"