After the divorce: the president can't hold back the young grandmother

Chapter 348 She asked him: Fu Huaijin, do you really love me?

At that time, he was walking into the secret dark room on the river view.

At this time, Jiang Jingshang was interrogating a woman with disheveled hair in an extreme way. The woman was completely soaked, and her toes without shoes were dripping with blood.

She lay there motionless, and she seemed to have passed out.

Fu Huaijin walked up to Jiang Jingshang with a cigarette in his hand, and said coldly, "How is it going? How's the interrogation going?"

Jiang Jing felt that Fu Huaijin's smoke was choking his throat.

He covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief in displeasure, and then replied: "I can't help being tortured at all, I just pulled out two toenails and all of them were recruited."

Fu Huaijin bit the cigarette butt, took a deep breath, and asked, "How?"

Jiang Jing said:

"It was Cuizhu, the maidservant of your former Fengqiao villa, who bought her with money. Cuizhu gave her 50 yuan and asked her to inject Fu Xiang with illegal contraband when he was being rescued. This caused Fu Xiang's rapid heart rate. The failure was not salvaged."

Speaking of this, Jiang Jingshang asked Fu Huaijin: "That green bamboo, do you want to catch it?"

Fu Huaijin dusted off the cigarette ash, "I'll catch it myself."

While talking, Fu Lan, who had calmed down at Fengqiao Villa, called Fu Huaijin.

Fu Huaijin thought that Fu Lan had just lost her beloved daughter, and now she was very emotional and needed to be comforted, so she answered her call in seconds.

As soon as the phone was connected, Fu Lan scolded hoarsely, saying:
"Fu Huaijin, you really want to protect that murderer Sheng Chaomu, don't you?"

Fu Huaijin walked out of the dark room and came to the sunny outdoors.

When the cold wind of midwinter blows, the breath turns into fog.

Fu Huaijin stood at the wind, facing the place where the sun was rising, with a cloud of unknown emotions in his voice, he said in a deep voice:

"I've explained it to you very clearly. You have also seen all the surveillance videos of the incident at that time. Sheng Chaomu was at most overprotective. She is not a murderer."

Fu Lan lost control of her emotions and said in grief:
"But your cousin is dead. She died at her gunpoint."

He paused, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

"Huaijin, have you forgotten how Sheng Chaomu's father, who is not as good as a beast, tortured you? Even if you forget about it, your parents died at the hands of that witch Sheng Chaomu. Now even your cousin They were all killed by her. She holds the lives of so many relatives whose blood is thicker than water, and you still have to protect her. Are you going to force me to death? Believe it or not, I really hanged on you In front of the parents' grave?"

Fu Huaijin frowned deeply, breathing heavily, "Auntie."

He called Fu Lan heavily, and then added:
"If you really accuse Sheng Chaomu of all the crimes without asking indiscriminately, and continue to make trouble for no reason, I will at most just beat another coffin."

After the words fell, Fu Lan almost passed out from the anger.

After taking a few deep breaths, she satirized as calmly as possible:

"In your mind, the lives of your parents and your cousin are not as important as your Miss Sheng, are they? You defend her so much, but she flirts with other men at this time..."

Fu Huaijin's breathing became heavy, and she interrupted Fu Lan in a cold voice: "Auntie, please be careful. What do you mean she hooks up with other men?"

Fu Lan sneered: "Be careful? She ran away with a man named Huo Jiuxiao. Could she be a good woman?"

After Fu Huaijin rolled his throat deeply twice, he said:
"Fu Xiang's body will be cremated around eleven o'clock. You should pack up and say goodbye to her."

After finishing speaking, Fu Huaijin cut off Fu Lan's phone call.

After he cut off the phone, he called Sheng Chaomu.

At this moment, Sheng Chaomu was in a trance as he watched the scenery falling backwards outside the window.

Huo Jiuxiao was annoyed by the noise of her mobile phone ringing, and after he couldn't bear it anymore, he reminded her, saying:
"Miss Sheng, if you don't want to answer Fu Huaijin's call, you can turn off the phone or block it. I'm very upset to hear the constant quarrel like this!"

Sheng Chaomu came back to his senses because of his words.

She withdrew her gaze from the car window and glanced at the mobile phone on her lap.

She pondered for a few seconds, then connected Fu Huaijin's call.

Before she could speak, the other party preemptively asked, "Are you with Huo Jiuxiao?"

"Ah."

Hearing this, Fu Huaijin on the other end of the phone became irritable: "You know that I have trouble with him, but you are still with him..."

Sheng Chaomu interrupted him: "Your aunt wants to cut me into pieces now, and I won't deal with her. Huo Jiuxiao invited me to be a guest in Huojiabao, and I seem to have no reason to refuse."

Fu Huaijin choked for a moment.

Sheng Chaomu's words continued:
"What's more, even you put part of Fu Xiang's death on my head. Instead of watching your faces in Fengqiao Villa, we should all be calm and calm in another environment."

Fu Huaijin asked coldly, "Don't you feel any guilt about Fu Xiang's death?"

Sheng Zhaomu's voice was cold:
"If I didn't shoot, the dagger in her hand would have pierced my heart. Why should I have it?"

After a pause, he sneered a little out of control, and said,

"Is the life of your child's mother less important than your poor cousin in your heart? Fu Huaijin, do you really love me? In your heart, what am I, Sheng Chaomu?"

(End of this chapter)