Diamond Wedding: Exclusive possession of mystery wife

With a "tear" sound, the box was violently opened.

When she first saw what was inside, her eyes were slightly frozen.

An envelope?

The envelope is also pure white without any sign.

She dropped the box, picked up the envelope and opened it quickly.

The contents scattered and fell on the carpet.

It's a piece of stationery and a picture.

She reached out to pick up the stationery and opened it. Vigorous and powerful words came into her eyes. There was only a short line on the blank stationery.

Jane, do you want to see your mother?

Jian Qing's eyes suddenly turned cold, reached out to pick up the picture on the carpet, turned it over and breathed suddenly.

Well, what's going on?

The woman in the picture slept peacefully, with a respirator on her face, and her pale face could not hide her beautiful face.

As time goes by, Jane Qing will never forget her mother, Jane Wei!

She pinched the photo, calmed down and looked at it carefully. She couldn't find any trace of synthesis. She was familiar with photography and computer technology. She knew that this photo was not synthetic, but real.

What the hell is going on?

My mother has died. Who took this picture?

She picked up the letter paper again and looked at the strong words on it. Her eyes became deep.

"Where is the person who sent the things?"

"Already gone. The courier just said that the courier was yours." the servant hurriedly replied.

Hearing the speech, Jane Qing frowned.

She went back to the manor with her front feet, and the express arrived with her back feet.

How did she feel that her whereabouts were being watched?

Suddenly, the mobile phone on the table vibrated.

She looked down. It was a strange number.

Without two rings, she picked it up and answered it.

"Jianqing, have you received the gift I gave you?" the man's low cold voice sounded faintly, and Jianqing's eyes were fierce.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Look, your reaction is that you have received the gift I gave you." the man smiled, and the cold laughter was somewhat malicious.

"Let me guess, you certainly don't believe that picture now. Do you think your mother has died and why there will be this picture? Am I right?"

Jane was silent and stared at the picture in her hand.

"Jianqing, do you want to see your mother again?" the man on the other end of the phone was not in a hurry and threw out a bait for Jianqing's silence.

"My mother died. If you want to talk to me about anything, you should at least know about my family." Jane Qing said calmly.

"Ha ha ha!"

The man laughed wantonly, half a ring, he stopped smiling, "Jane Qing, you don't need to test me, or want to cheat something out of my mouth. Do you really think your mother died?"

"After talking so much, what are you trying to say, to tell me that you are the murderer of Zhao Xuan, or to say that you are the behind the scenes agent who sent people in black to try to take me away?" Jian Qing tried to test him with a faint look.

The man sneered, "Jane Qing, I can tell you everything you want to know, including your mother. I'll see you at the soul burial cliff in an hour."

Soul burial cliff is one of the steepest and dangerous cliffs in M country.

Listening to the man's command, Jane Qing sneered, "why should I believe you?"

"Is it enough that your mother is still alive?"

Jane Qing stood up, tightened her fingers and clenched her cell phone. "Who the hell are you?"

"You'll know when you come. Don't tell others about it. Come here yourself, otherwise I can't guarantee your mother's safety."

Finally, afraid that Jane Qing didn't believe it, the man added, "I'm not afraid to tell you that the ashes you scattered in the sea were fake. If you want to see your mother, you'd better not play tricks for me. You know that now I'm dark, you're bright, and all your actions are under my supervision."

Jane's black eyes sank and her evil spirit poured out.

False, the ashes are false, how is this possible?

"Jane Qing, whether you come or not in an hour depends on whether you can see your mother. Think it over for yourself."

The man's voice sounded again, and then hung up before Jane Qing could speak.

"Dudu..."

Jian Qing raised the photo in her hand and crossed her eyes as if thinking. Before Zhao Xuan was killed, she had something to say to her about her mother.

But this also doesn't make sense. After the car accident, my mother obviously lost her breath and the ashes were spilled into the sea. How can she still be alive?

It's just that the man doesn't seem to be joking. He always feels like he knows a lot about their Jane family.

After thinking for a while, Jane Qing looked at the time, and a touch of firmness crossed her eyes.

There's no time. It's a long way from here to the soul burial cliff. If you don't hurry up, it's too late. It's about your mother. She has to break into the dragon's pool and tiger's den.

Putting away the stationery and photos, she picked up the car key and walked out quickly.

"Boom boom --"

The deafening thunder sounded, which made people tremble.

The sports car drove out of the manor quickly, and the guard at the door only had time to see a residual shadow.

Along the way, Jian Qing drove the car to the top.

Soul burial cliff is surrounded by the sea, with steep mountain walls and low cliffs, but it is famous for its dangerous and steep terrain.

As soon as the car stopped at the foot of the mountain, the mobile phone rang.

Looking at the strange numbers, Jane Qing answered while getting off the bus.

"I'll wait for you at the top of the cliff." the man's cold voice sounded again. "If you don't arrive in half an hour, I'll have to break my appointment."

The other party seemed to know Jian Qing's good at electronic communication equipment, and especially told him, "don't wear mobile phones and don't play tricks."

Jane Qing lifted her eyes and swept around. Her eyes were dark.

She opened the door and threw her cell phone in.

Then she took out a pair of black gloves, put them on, and walked up the winding path.

The rustling cool wind blew, and a thin sweat appeared on Jian Qing's forehead.

She shook her hand, narrowed her eyes and looked around. Unlike the overgrown weeds at the foot of the cliff, the top of the cliff was desolate and barren.

"Aren't you going to come out yet?"

The voice didn't fall, and a slight sound of footsteps sounded behind him, which could hardly be heard.

Jane Qing turned and the man in black stopped not far from her.

The black mask covered the man's face, and the dark eyes were full of hostility and coldness, almost devouring people.

Shen Hua looked at the face that was somewhat similar to Jian Wei, and a strange dark color crossed her eyes. If Wei Wei had married him, she and his children would be spoiled like beads, but Jian Qing was the child of her and another man.

Aware of the man's intention to kill her, Jane Qing hooked her lips.

"Ho!"

"Why, don't you dare to show your true face?"

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