Crippled Master's Young Wife

The young man was cut back and knelt on the ground with a flustered face.

Wen Ruo takes a step forward, looks at the man firmly and kicks him in the heart.

The man fell back with a sound, spitting out a mouthful of blood and a face of pain.

"Don't kill me, Miss Wen. Please let me go."

The man looked at Wen ruo's cold look, shrank back and begged with a face.

"Let you go? Then who will let my father go?"

Wen ruoqing pulled up the man's hair and slapped him severely.

"Why poison? Tell me, why poison!"

"Sorry, sorry, I don't know. I just obey orders!"

The blood bubbles of a man's fan were opened and his mouth was vague.

Jiang Lingyun behind hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Wen ruoqing apart.

"If you like, listen to what he says? There is a master behind him."

Wen ruoqing took a deep breath and nodded, "OK, tell me, who ordered you? If you tell me the truth, I'll spare you from dying. Otherwise, I'll skin you and cramp you, and don't think about it with your family!"

The woman is full of hostility and a beautiful face is full of ferocity because of excitement. She looks like a devil from hell. How can she be half as charming as usual.

The man trembled with fear. His hands were cut back and couldn't move. He had to kowtow again and again.

"I said, please raise your hand."

Miss Wen has been arrogant and domineering since childhood. He is really obsessed. How can he covet a few bad money and help others.

"I don't know who that man is, but I heard someone call him uncle Kun. He gave me a bag of powder and a large sum of money, saying that I just need to sprinkle the powder on every table of drinks. At first, I hesitated, but he said that if I don't do it, someone will do it. This powder is not aggressive. He just wants to make the Wen family a little ugly. I didn't work as a waiter How much is it? I'm obsessed for a moment, just... "

The man made a detailed move.

Wen ruoqing has a cold face and listens carefully.

"Uncle Kun? What does he look like?"

"He's about fifty years old. He looks a bit like a housekeeper in a fitting suit."

The man recalled the details and didn't dare to hide them.

Wen ruoqing's lips are tight and her thoughts are constant.

Uncle Kun is about 50 years old. He looks like a housekeeper and has a grudge against the Wen family!

A figure flashed in my mind.

Wen ruoqing's Apricot eyes narrowed, full of fierce.

"I know who it is, Liang Xianzhong. I'm not finished with you!"

If she remembers correctly, Liang Xianzhong's domestic servant will call him uncle Kun.

Age and identity are all qualified.

Liang Xianzhong, did he kill her father in this way?

Wen ruoqing's chest fluctuated and ordered the bodyguard to catch Liang Xian and his housekeeper.

Jiang Yun comforted her silently.

There was silence in the back kitchen, and everyone was beating drums.

Before long, the bodyguard pressed Liang Xian and the housekeeper.

Wen Ruo stared at them coldly and glanced at the man on the ground.

"Tell me, did he give you the medicine?"

"Yes, it's the medicine he gave me. Miss, it's him."

The man looked excited and identified each other.

Wen ruoqing took a deep breath and slowly walked up to them. Apricot eyes locked the middle-aged man's face and grabbed the skirt of his chest.

"It's your poison. It's the poison ordered by Liang Xianzhong, isn't it?"