The pampered palm of the president

Chapter 105 Taking Back the Company (2)

"These were investigated by my mother during her lifetime. I just took them out of the safe yesterday afternoon..."

Xuan Liyou's words came out, and everyone in the conference room had different expressions.

Xuan Keqing was shocked.

Staring straight at Xuan Liyou, after Jiang Xuewei's accident, he searched all over the house, even Jiang Xuewei's study room.

But I didn't find what I was looking for.

Only the jade pendant was found.

At that time Xuan Keqing guessed that Jiang Xuewei hadn't left it at home, but he didn't find a safe key or anything like that.

Xuan Liyou's voice lowered, and the tone contained the sadness and sadness of losing a loved one. Hearing it in everyone's ears, a trace of sadness subconsciously appeared in their hearts.

"The death of my grandfather and grandmother was not an accident. In fact, someone deliberately murdered them. My mother spent a year investigating and collecting evidence. Until two days before her accident, she even put the information in the safe..."

"Who is so devoid of conscience?"

Someone asked outrageously.

Then someone echoed, "Miss Xuan, has Mrs. Xuan found out the murderer?"

"..."

Xuan Liyou pursed his lips, the sadness between his brows and eyes became more intense, and there was no need to deliberate brewing.

She just lost her only family member yesterday, and she was already deeply saddened.

All the strength is just a disguise of grief. As long as I think of my mother, the grief hidden in my heart is like a storm under the sea.

It rushed out of the suppression completely uncontrollably, welling up in the eye sockets.

Her slender shoulders were also slightly stiff and tense.

Trying to restrain my grief, no matter how sad I am, I don't want to show my vulnerable side in front of the man who killed my mother, who is probably also the murderer who killed my grandparents.

On the main seat, Situ Qingyin saw Xuanli's forbearance in his eyes, and a trace of pity could not help but appear somewhere in his heart.

He leaned forward, reached out and took the folder in front of Xuan Liyou, and brought all the documents and evidence in front of him.

"..."

A trace of astonishment flashed across Xuanli's worried eyes, and he looked at Situ Qingyin in confusion.

Situ Qingyin gave her a comforting look, and under the gaze of everyone, he said in a deep voice, "If Ms. Jiang hadn't had an accident, maybe I have found enough evidence to prove that the murderer killed Mrs. Something happened before..."

There are no fools in the audience.

On the contrary, each of them is very shrewd.

Situ Qingyin's words reminded them of many versions.

"Young Master Yin, the murderer Mrs. Xuan is investigating is someone she knows?"

This is what Situ Qingyin was waiting for.

Xuan Keqing, who was sitting at the bottom end, had a very ugly expression on his face, and his hands under the conference table were clenched into fists.

Even though he has been immersed in the mall for decades, he still cannot maintain his composure at such a time.

"good."

Situ Qingyin's eyes swept towards Xuan Keqing suddenly, sharp and cold, like a sharp knife piercing through the air, Xuan Keqing's old face turned pale, and his eyes shrank.

"Young Master Yin, who is the murderer?"

"Young Master Yin, who killed Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang?"

Everyone in the conference room couldn't wait to find out who the murderer was.

It wasn't that they cared much about the deceased old couple Jiang and Jiang Xuewei who passed away last night, but out of curiosity.

He wanted to know the identity of the murderer, and at the same time, he showed his concern in front of Situ Qingyin and Xuan Liyou.

And the justice that needs to be affirmed by outsiders.

(End of this chapter)