After dreaming about the flowers of the high mountains, he actually?

"Tell me."

After sending the message, Mu Yanzhou put away his phone, lowered his eyes and looked at Zhong Wanying, his tone was terrifyingly calm: "What secret did Yinxi know about you back then that made you kill her?"

Zhong Wanying shook her head violently: "I don't know what you are talking about. I didn't kill Yinxi. Yanzhou, you really misunderstood me. Yinxi is my best friend, how could I kill her!"

Afraid that Mu Yanzhou wouldn't believe it, Zhong Wanying shed tears and said, "Yanzhou, I loved you so much back then, but then you and Yinxi fell in love, and I just quit quietly, but Yinxi and I Still good friends.”

Speaking of this, Zhong Wanying's voice became more choked up: "Yinxi died in an accident. My heartache is no less than yours. But Yanzhou, how could you misunderstand that it was me who killed Yinxi? How could I kill Yinxi?" Woolen cloth?"

Chong Wanying is best at manipulating people's hearts.

Her acting skills are also superb.

Otherwise, she would not have kept her secret secret for so many years and successfully secured her position as the merchant's wife.

Mu Yanzhou watched Chong Wanying's acting expressionlessly. At the end, he lost his patience: "Hong Wanying, I'll give you another chance, do you want to say it?"

Zhong Wanying continued to pretend to be innocent: "Yanzhou, I don't know what you are talking about... cough cough cough..."

She coughed as she spoke.

Pretending to be innocent and pitiful.

But this time Mu Yanzhou lost all his patience. He raised the knife and broke Zhong Wanying's hamstring.

The blood was flowing like a gush, and Zhong Wanying was in so much pain that she couldn't make a sound. She only opened her eyes wide and her whole body was shaking.

Mu Yanzhou's hands were covered with blood. He let go of Zhong Wanying's foot, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and slowly wiped the blood on his hands.

His brows were as calm as a pool of stagnant water, until the handkerchief was stained with blood after wiping. He frowned and threw it aside as if disgusted.

Then he lowered his head and looked at Zhong Wanying's bleeding feet: "Still not saying anything?"

Chong Wanying almost fainted from the pain. She bit her lip to keep from screaming. She still shook her head: "Yanzhou, I don't know what you are talking about..."

Mu Yanzhou reached out and held Chong Wanying's wrist. His eyes fell on Chong Wanying's face full of lies: "Don't tell?"

There was fear in Zhong Wanying's eyes: "Yanzhou, Yanzhou, Yanzhou, I...ah...!!"

Accompanied by a click.

This time, Zhong Wanying let out a heartbreaking scream.

As Mu Yanzhou let go of his hand, Zhong Wanying's bent wrist fell, and the hand had been fractured.

Mu Yanzhou looked expressionless and held Zhong Wanying's other wrist: "Do you remember this scene?"

Chong Wanying's expression was painful.

Mu Yanzhou reminded her: "Yinxi's arm was dislocated and fractured. Do you still remember this scene?"

Zhong Wanying couldn't breathe: "No, no..."

Mu Yanzhou was exerting force on his hands little by little: "When this hand bone is broken, where will it be next? The ribs?"

Zhong Wanying closed her eyes in pain: "Can you let me go if I tell you?"

There was blood on Mu Yanzhou's eyelids: "If you say so, I will keep this hand for you."

Chong Wanying didn't believe it.

She didn't believe that Mu Yanzhou could really let her go today.

But the consequences of not telling it are worse than death.

"You can also choose not to tell," Mu Yanzhou saw Zhong Wanying's thoughts and told her: "And next, I will inject every wound on Yinxi's body onto you." (End of Chapter) )