Mr.President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

LAN Xiao some uneasy clenched Wen Mu Chu's hand.

Wen Mu Chu holds her hand, he wants to comfort her, but now that the matter has come to this step, since he has done it, he will not deny it.

Mrs. song dares to do this to LAN Xiao. Even if she is dead, she is not innocent.

Gu Ci's eyes twinkled, shook his head at them, and pursed his lips with a smile.

"Miss LAN, you worry too much. In fact, Mrs. song did not commit suicide. And we are not indirect killers I'm just following Mr. Wen's orders to tell Mr. song about her plot against you, and then send some photos of song Qiang's lover to Mrs. song. "

"Mrs. song didn't commit suicide, but murder She was shot in the middle of the eyebrow and killed on the spot. The place of death is in the Song family, in the bedroom of Mrs. song. It was song Qiaoqiao who witnessed the murder of Mrs. song. "

A glimmer of joy flashed through LAN Xiao's eyes. The death of Mrs. song has nothing to do with Wen Mu Chu. That's the best.

She is really afraid of offending the Song family because of her.

The situation of Wen Mu Chu will become more and more difficult.

Wen Mu Chu's eyes flashed a little surprised: "he killed? Did you find out why you were killed? Who killed him? "

Gu CI shakes his head with doubts on his face.

"I don't know. Bai Shaoyi is investigating now..."

LAN Xiao stood up from the chair, her eyes burning to Wen muchu.

"Why don't I go and see the scene. I always feel that this matter is far less simple than what I see on the surface. "

Because he pretended to be ill, Wen Mu Chu was in such a special stage that he could not leave the hospital.

At the bottom of his heart, just surge of doubt, did not expect that Lan Xiao and his ideas coincide.

LAN Xiao really understands him more and more.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and he reached for her little hand.

"Good Let Gu CI accompany you... "

LAN Xiao nodded, pursed his lips and gave him a smile.

Then, she approached Wen muchu, held his face, and gave him a kiss on his thin lips.

Wen Mu Chu's palm tightly encircles her waist and deepens the kiss.

Gu CI covered his eyes and turned away.

It's a surprise.

"Miss LAN, I'll wait for you outside..."

LAN Xiao looks at Gu Ci and rushes out of the door. She pushes Wen Mu Chu a few times.

Wen Mu Chu released her, forehead against her forehead, whispered: "be careful, if there is an accident, we call in time."

LAN Xiao blushed and nodded: "well, I know. When you are in a hospital, you should also pay attention to safety... "

"Don't worry, the ward and the hospital are surrounded by people who protect me. I'll be fine." Wen Mu Chu gently chuckled and rubbed her cheek.

LAN Xiao finally hugs Wen Mu Chu, then turns around and leaves the ward.

Gu CI takes LAN Xiao to the Song family.

The door of the Song family is open, and there are police cars at the door -

all the people of the Song family are closed inside and are not allowed to go out.

The police took notes of the servants one by one, and Mr. Song and song Qiang rushed back from the hospital.

Song Hefeng, regardless of his physical discomfort, forced himself back.

When he saw Mrs. song who had lost her breath, he almost collapsed.

Regardless of the police's obstruction, he rushed to Mrs. song's body and held her cold body tightly in his arms.

Song Qiaoqiao looks up with dim tears and looks at Song Hefeng.

"Hefeng, are you back?"

Song Hefeng cried in a low voice. His heart seemed to be pulled by countless big hands. He was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

"Why, why? Who is going to kill my mother, and who is it? " He stroked the wound between the eyebrows of Mrs. song and growled with gnashing teeth.

Song Qiaoqiao felt that he was shivering and cold.

She sat on the ground, holding her body, looking out the window.

It was so dark there that no light could be seen.

There was a murmur of murder in her lips

Song Hefeng fell into grief and didn't pay attention to what song Qiaoqiao said.

After that, Bai Shaoyi came and brought the forensic.

He took the lead in hugging song Qiaoqiao and patted her on the shoulder to comfort her: "everything has passed. If you want to cry, just cry once."

Song Qiaoqiao grabs his clothes and looks up at Bai Shaoyi.

"My mother, she died right in front of me. It's me. I didn't have time to save her. I hurt her, didn't I? At that time, she cried to me for help, and I could feel how desperate she was. Shao Yi, at that moment, my heart will break. Do you know? "

Bai Shaoyi comforted in a low voice: "Qiaoqiao, you have to remember that it's not your fault. You've tried your best. Someone's going to kill her, and it's still a sniper gun. It's a long-range murder. You can't save her at all. Don't blame yourself, will you? "Song Qiaoqiao shakes her head. Her eyes are red. At this moment, she dare not close her eyes.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she could hear Mrs. song calling her name.

She called Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao, come and help me.

Looking at the tragedy in front of him, he closed his eyes with a sigh, and then let people turn around and leave here.

Song Qiang stood there, looking coldly at Mrs. song's body.

This woman, she finally died.

Song Qiaoqiao seems to be aware of song Qiang's cold eyes. She suddenly looks up at Song Qiang.

She got up from the ground, rushed to song Qiang's side, raised her arm and slapped song Qiang hard.

"Why do you hurt my mother so much? Why do you betray her, raise a mistress and a bastard behind her back? She's your wife. You've been together for so many years. Why are you so cruel to her? "

Song Qiang is not angry, his eyes complex looking at Song Qiaoqiao.

He wiped the blood stains on the corners of his mouth and gave a smile.

"Qiaoqiao, don't blame dad. Dad and your mom are a business marriage. Dad will never fall in love with her. Her father gave her a title and a couple of children. She should be satisfied. But she was not satisfied, and she thought about making waves every day, harming the Song family. Dad can't help it, and he didn't expect that I would kill her if I locked her up... "

Song Qiaoqiao stepped back and hit his back heavily against the wall.

Bai Shaoyi quickly holds her arm.

Song Qiaoqiao only felt grief in his heart, and there was a heat in his body, pouring up from the bottom.

"Poof" a sound, a mouthful of blood from her mouth, her eyes into a dark.

Bai Shaoyi hugs song Qiaoqiao. He gives song Qiang a dim glance. Then he goes back to her room with song Qiaoqiao in his arms.

The doctor checked, she was too emotional, will vomit blood coma.