Diamond Wedding: Exclusive possession of mystery wife

An Yu and an Yu turn their heads and look at Zhao Xuan in amazement. They know that since Jian Qing dares to say such words here, she must have some evidence in her hand.

So their mother really wanted to kill her family?

Seeing that the matter was about to be exposed, Zhao Xuan rushed to Jian Qing angrily, "don't talk nonsense. I can't understand what you're talking about."

Jane glanced at her coldly, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, gently clicked her fingertips, and a recording was released from her mobile phone.

"Mrs. Ann asked me to poison the food in Amman. When it's done, she will give me five million yuan and send me away from the capital."

"Do you mean Zhao Xuan by Mrs. an in your mouth?"

"Yes, she ordered me to dispose of Amman. If I didn't listen to her, she wouldn't let me go. She gave me the poison."

"What else did Zhao Xuan tell you?"

"She said she would only give me one day. If Amman didn't die, I would die."

The man's trembling voice suddenly stopped. Jian Qing played with his mobile phone and looked at Zhao Xuan with a smile. "Do you understand now?"

The ward was full of panic and silence.

The an family looked at Zhao Xuan with anger and disappointment at the bottom of their eyes. An Yu looked at Zhao Xuan pale and couldn't help doubting what she said to her last night. Is Grandpa's poisoning also related to her mother?

Looking at the people's eyes, Zhao Xuan was disappointed and angry. Zhao Xuan was a little confused. He half opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Zhao Xuan, you dare to poison me. I can't spare you." an angry roar came, and they only felt a gust of wind passing in front of them.

When she saw clearly, Amman had attacked Zhao Xuan and hit her head-on. They fell to the ground. Amman quickly got up and sat across her abdomen, pinching her neck with both hands.

"Zhao Xuan, you killed my son and now you want to kill me. Oh, since you want me to die, you should go to your hell first." she said with uncontrollable anger in her eyes.

"Zhao Xuan, anyway, you have no chips to threaten me now. I won't hide your bad things for you. I want everyone to know how cruel your heart is."

"Cough, cough --"

Zhao Xuan was pressed by her, and her face turned red. The crimson color spread to her neck, and her breathing became rapid and disordered.

"Ah... Chong... Help me."

An Chong looked at her hand reaching out to him. As soon as he took a step, he heard the recording. The people who had been sleeping together for many years were so kind-hearted that even his family would not let go.

"Oh, Zhao Xuan, you dare to ask my brother for help. If my brother knew what you did in those years, whether it's my eldest brother or my second brother, I'm afraid you won't come to a good end." Amman Yu Guang mocked proudly when he saw an Chong's feet.

He was mentioned twice in succession. Mo Xiao looked at Amman's back and saw stars and waves in his eyes.

"Mom!"

After all, it was their biological mother. An Yu and an Yu hurriedly ran forward and opened Amman together. An Yu loosened his hand and leaned down to help Zhao Xuan.

"Mom, are you okay?"

Zhao Xuan coughed and turned pale. She looked at her daughter. Her eyes were sour. At this point, it was her child who would save her. Her husband watched her being bullied by Amman, which made her too cold.

"Mom, did you really let someone poison your aunt?" an Yu held her and asked in a low voice, "if not, you should explain quickly."

At the bottom of her heart, she didn't want her mother to be so cruel that even her family would kill her.

"Anyu, are you deaf? Didn't you hear that recording just now? It's an indisputable fact that your mother sent someone to kill me." Amman broke away from Anyu's hand and screamed.

"Aunt, it was just a recording, and Jian Qing took it out. Maybe she wanted to stir up feelings between us. Don't trust her." an Yu dared to defend Zhao Xuan.

Then, she turned to look at Jane Qing, her eyebrows angrily picked up, "Jane Qing, I know you hate us. You framed my mother just to satisfy your pleasure of revenge, don't you?"

"Sorry, it takes too much time to frame this kind of thing. I don't have that patience." Jane put her hand in her pocket and looked at her with cold eyes. "If I really want to kill you, do you think you still have a chance to stand here?"

Ann choked.

Indeed, with Jianqing's capital, she wanted to kill her as simple as kneading an ant, but she couldn't let her put the charge on her mother, or her family would really break up.

"Ha ha ha!"

Amman suddenly burst out laughing. Everyone looked at her strangely. Zhao Xuan saw her desperate madness flashing at the bottom of her eyes, and immediately had a bad hunch.

She glanced at the fruit knife on the table. Her eyes flashed fiercely. While everyone was paying attention to Amman, she rushed over, picked up the fruit knife, and then attacked Amman.

The sharp blade glittered in the light.

"Mom, no!"

"Oman, be careful."

Looking at the sharp blade stabbing Amman, Zhou Qin's heart mentioned to her throat, and her legs were a little soft.

Amman reacted. The blade was close at hand. She stared wide. Just about to dodge, a tall figure suddenly rushed to block her.

"Hiss -"

The sound of the sharp blade stabbing into the flesh and blood is clear and audible. People's scalp is numb, and the faint hum of pain swings away in the ward.

"Dad!"

An Yu first reacted, walked quickly over, reached out to hold him and looked at the bleeding wound on his shoulder. He looked at Zhao Xuan in disbelief, "Mom, what are you doing?"

"I, I..." Zhao Xuan looked at the faint blood on an Chong's shirt and shook his hand holding the fruit knife.

An Chong covered the wound with his hand. Bright blood spilled from his fingers and dropped on the ground. The white floor fainted with demon red flowers.

His eyes were as dark as a layer of ash. "Zhao Xuan, you are really cruel."

"Ah Chong, I, I didn't mean it. Listen to my explanation." Zhao Xuan looked at the bloody blade, threw it away in a hurry, and walked up to him in vain to check his injury.

"I didn't mean it. I didn't want to hurt you."

She has been for him all her life. How could she be willing to hurt him? How could she know that he would suddenly run out in front of Amman? No wonder she. Amman forced her.

An Chong stepped back, dodged her hand, and said in a cold voice, "don't you want to hurt me? Oh, can you kill Oman?"