Chapter 152 - died in a strange way (1/2)

Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION

He ruoxue was so confused by his words that she forgot why she was here.

“Send someone to keep an eye on her. ” Lu Zifan turned around and said to Secretary Yang who had just walked in.

When Secretary Yang left, he took out his phone calmly and made a call. The coldness in his eyes deepened. He no longer looked like a gentleman from a rich family. It was as if he was possessed by a devil.

“You’re sick. ” Qin Nan spat on the ground. He took out the address he lanjin gave him and left in large strides.

… …

He lanjin pushed Qin Nan away. Her delicate little face sank slightly, but her gaze was firm and somewhat confused.

She originally thought that she was he Wenqing’s daughter, the little princess of the he lan family. Now that she thought about it, he Wenqing and Tang Zhilin did not like her for a reason. The reason was very simple. She was not their biological child, so who was she Where did she come from?

The old master, aunt, uncle, and big brother doted on her very much. Why did they dote on her so much?

This time, she deliberately informed Lu Zifan. She didn’t expect him to really come. Reality proved her guess. Lu Zifan’s motive for getting close to the he family was probably for the he lan family. Zhao Yuyi’s father died mysteriously, as if he was killed to silence him. The leader mentioned the murder case in Jiang city back then.

Everything seemed mysterious, but it was closely related to Jiang city.

“Bang! ” At this moment, she vaguely heard a sound, waking her from her deep thoughts.

She saw a few figures chasing after a person not far away. She fixed her eyes and saw that the one who was beaten was actually Zhao Yuyi.

“Hand over the thing and we’ll spare your dog life. Otherwise, we’ll send you to see your father, ” the leader said as he raised his foot and stomped on Zhao Yuyi’s chest.

Zhao Yuyi grunted and blood oozed out from the corner of his mouth.

“where is the thing? ” The person stepped on him forcefully. Zhao Yuyi suddenly grinned and opened his arms, “do you want the thing or not? I want my life. ”

The person saw that Zhao Yuyi refused to accept the toast and insisted on taking the punishment. He picked up the dagger and stabbed the back of Zhao Yuyi’s hand. Before the dagger could touch Zhao Yuyi, it was hit by a rock. Before the person could regain his senses, a brick came and smashed him until his head was bleeding.