Delicate and difficult to coax, the sick and spoiled son pinches his waist and spoils him wildly

Facing Wang Miaoyan's resentment, Wang Hongyu subconsciously turned his head to one side.

The old lady recovered from the shock for a long time, and stared at Jiang Wu closely with her vicious and cloudy old eyes, as if she wanted to choose someone to devour.

"No wonder it is said that the disaster will last for a thousand years."

Jiang Wu's lips curled up, and she nodded slightly with a smile, "To each other, I believe that the old lady and Miss Wang will live longer than me."

Although the old lady is domineering, Jiang Wu is not weaker than her at all.

The old lady's complexion became terribly gloomy in an instant, Jiang Wu was yin and yang, she and Wang Miaoyan were both scourges.

"presumptuous!"

The old lady raised her slap fiercely, trying to teach Jiang Wu a lesson, but Jiang Wu was surprised and said innocently: "I am obviously wishing you and Miss Wang a long life, why is the old lady still impatient? Do you think that you and Miss Wang are short-lived ghosts?"

The onlookers were stunned, everyone respected Mrs. Shen, Jiang Wu dared to talk to her so bluntly, it was too brazen.

The slap froze in the air, under the watchful eyes of so many people, the old lady couldn't move her hand, her old face was distorted and flushed with anger.

It's only been a few days since we saw each other, and this bitch has become more eloquent, and has lost the fear he used to have.

If you don't get rid of her, I'm afraid it will become more and more difficult to deal with in the future, and it will become a serious problem in the end.

With Hongying's appearance, the suicide note that could have been used as incriminating evidence was self-defeating, and no matter how stupid people were, they understood that the suicide note was fake, and it was very likely that it was deliberately forged.

The crowd was discussing, and amidst the noise, Jiang Wu said lightly: "It is not difficult to imitate the handwriting. Dare I ask who was the first to discover this so-called suicide note?"

She looked around with seemingly calm but hidden sharp eyes, and everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay.

"It seems...it's Miss Wang."

"Yes, it's Miss Wang! I heard from people in the Duke's Mansion that she led people to search Jiang Wu's residence, and only found this suicide note in Hongying's room."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of many people looking at Wang Miaoyan gradually changed.

Jiang Wu narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at Wang Miaoyan subtly, "Miss Wang, you probably forged the suicide note on purpose to frame me, right?"

Wang Miaoyan had always been used to being admired and supported, she had never dealt with such a situation that was completely unfavorable to her, and she couldn't help but feel annoyed and resentful.

Just as she was about to speak to refute and angrily, Jiang Wu over there suddenly let out an exclamation.

"Miss Yuan is okay? But why are you here?"

Jiang Wu seemed to have just discovered Yuan Qinan over there, her face was full of surprise, Yuan Wenshan raised his head and looked at her, although his eyes didn't have the same hatred as before, they were still full of resentment.

Someone next to him kindly explained the situation briefly, and finally defended Wang Miaoyan in order not to offend the Wang family.

"I think this matter has little to do with Ms. Wang. If she really kidnapped the person, she doesn't need to attract people to come and see."

After Jiang Wu listened, she pondered for a while, "What if she wanted to order her servants to transfer Miss Yuan away before she brought you here, but she didn't have time? Seeing someone coming, the servant hid him in the well in a hurry, so that everyone can see her." It’s not easy to report it, so Miss Wang doesn’t know anything about it, and it’s not impossible to make mistakes.”

After some specious analysis, Jiang Wu brought all doubts back to Wang Miaoyan.

Wang Miaoyan was about to lose her composure, her nails almost dug into her palms, "You are the murderer, maybe Yuan Qinan was the one who deliberately hid here to frame me, otherwise why would you just appear here? It wasn't you who did it Who else can ghosts be!"

And her sharp accusation was easily dismissed by Jiang Wu, "I came here because I followed you all the way. When I came, the gates of this courtyard were locked. People who are not from the Wang family must not be able to enter. ?”

"You kidnapped Yuan Qinan on purpose to make the world think she was dead. Could it be to get rid of me?" Jiang Wu nodded understandingly, "That's right, the Wang family has been planning to marry you into the Duke's mansion. I am naturally a thorn in the side of your Wang family, and it is reasonable for you to use any means to get rid of me."

For a while, Wang Miaoyan was pushed to the forefront, no matter how powerful the Wang family was, it was difficult to resist the divergent opinions.

Originally Wang Miaoyan's several excuses alone were not enough to remove her suspicion. The Wang family's motive for harming Jiang Wu was not small.

All kinds of dark doubts and speculations flooded Wang Miaoyan, making it useless for her to defend herself no matter what.

Because no one will believe it.

Everyone saw with their own eyes that Yuan Qinan was found on the Wang family's property, tied up with hemp rope and hidden in a dry well. No matter what, Wang Miaoyan couldn't wash it clean.

Under the siege of rumors, Wang Miaoyan's reputation that has been maintained for many years is in shambles. The faces of the Wang family members are unprecedentedly ugly, and they are eyeing Jiang Wu.

Jiang Wu was calm and composed, and glanced at the people around, "I don't know why Miss Wang gathered so many people here today?"

The yamen servant hiding by the side showed nervousness and guilt, seeing the situation was not good and wanted to retreat secretly, Shen Fu slightly raised his eyelids to that side, and the yamen servant was suddenly kicked from behind by someone, and his mouth fell, which was exposed to everyone's eyelids under.

The son of the Lu family of the Hou Mansion, who was watching the play, explained to her with a sneer: "Miss Wang said that she brought the son to see your adulterer, but for some reason he didn't see anyone, so this bastard jumped out and pointed out that you were in the dungeon because of eating. If you don't want to suffer, you will flatter and seduce him."

Jiang Wu condescendingly looked down at the flustered Yamen servant Zhang, and raised her slightly pale lips, "Interesting, when did I seduce you? Why didn't I know?"

Lu Feng lowered his brows and made a joke, as if he was watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, "Miss Wang kept saying that on the night you escaped, the clothes of you and the jailer were scattered all over the place in the cell. What do you have to explain? "

She pressed her forehead speechlessly, and glanced at the Wang family as if she was looking at an idiot, "Would anyone believe such a stupid accusation? I don't even think about throwing all my clothes into the dungeon. May I ask what I should wear to leave?"

Lu Feng couldn't help laughing with a deep puff, subconsciously raised his eyebrows and cast his gaze at Shen Fu.

This woman is much more interesting than Wang Miaoyan.

The Wang family wanted to make the evidence more detailed, but it was a pity that they were in a hurry and there was no time at all, so there were flaws everywhere.

Wang Miaoyan's face turned blue and red, and she almost bit her lower lip to bleed. The old lady reacted quickly enough, and stared at her viciously: "Is it over? After finishing speaking, it's time to settle the old score."

"It is an indisputable fact that you fled in fear of crime after poisoning at the birthday banquet. At least it was an attempted murder. Even if you didn't execute him, you would be sent to the military camp as an official prostitute! Hurry up and take Jiang Wu down!"

A group of guards approached aggressively, Jiang Wu frowned, her back tensed, and she retreated slowly, thinking that something was wrong.