My innocent girlfriend asks for forgiveness? My wife is a sickly tycoon

The old man was so angry that he was not happy.

Yan Zuo was convinced by the word "brother-in-law".

Qin Jiang raised his eyebrows and was quite satisfied with Yan Zuo's performance in knowing the situation.

However, this could not wipe out the pain of the previous life.

"Tsk, you know what's good for you."

"Now, I want you to answer me seriously, who ordered you to come, and who gave you this so-called itching powder!"

Qin Jiang raised his lips indifferently, with a gloomy and terrifying expression.

At this moment, he felt that his mental state was gradually approaching that of his own sickly wife.

It turns out that people don't go crazy suddenly.

But they are driven crazy by countless injuries!

In his previous life, Qin Jiang was already in a state of confusion when Yan Liang questioned Yan Zuo. Later, he also suffered from pain stress disorder and was unwilling to think about it.

But later, he still noticed something was wrong.

First of all, there was something wrong with the itching powder.

In order to please his second sister Qin Muyun, he took the initiative to learn Chinese medicine. He was an expert in distinguishing these medicines.

Ordinary itching powder could not have such a bone-eating and heart-scratching feeling.

Even if it was a whole bottle, it would only feel itchy, not drill into the bones, and it felt like there were bugs crawling in the joints.

That bottle of itching powder might have been tampered with.

This was the conclusion Qin Jiang came to when he forced himself to break through the obstacles and recalled it a long time after the incident.

Later, he also asked Yan Liang in person.

But Yan Liang, who had always been almost obedient to him, avoided answering his questions for the first time.

That was not long before he was about to steal the Yan family seal and secrets.

It was also the time when Yan Liang's body became weaker and weaker, and she often disappeared for a while.

At that time, he also vaguely realized that something might be wrong with Yan Liang's body, and her skin was always in an extremely morbid paleness.

But at that time, he wished that she would die immediately!

Naturally, he would not care whether Yan Liang was really sick.

But now, he wants to uncover the truth himself...

"You don't have to say it, I can tell you directly that there is something wrong with this bottle of itching powder. Ordinary itching powder can't be so annoying. You should have felt it."

"It's clearly poisoned here..."

"If you don't believe it, I can take you to the hospital for identification, but before that... I must know who is the mastermind behind the scenes!"

Qin Jiang spoke directly.

Who wants him to live a life worse than death?

Or are all the crazy people in the Yan family monsters who enjoy torturing others?

"No... This is impossible. Chuchu just said that the itching powder can teach you a lesson!"

"I didn't think of taking your life!"

Yan Zuo said with a guilty conscience.

Even if he didn't want to kill Qin Jiang, he wanted to cripple him.

Unfortunately, he was the one who was at the mercy of others.

But he believed that Qin Jiang would never dare to do anything to him.

If he really dared to hurt himself.

His sister would never forgive him.

Qin Jiang smiled, Bai Chuchu?

It was Bai Chuchu, he underestimated her!

But then his eyes dimmed.

So Yan Liang didn't tell him the truth in his previous life because he knew that he didn't have much time left.

Let him go and let him continue to keep his pure feelings for Bai Chuchu, and don't want him to live in the world with more sadness?

Yan Liang, is she really that kind?

Didn't she want to drag him down with her even when she died?

Qin Jiang was a little confused.

The love of the sickly wife was selfish and horrible, and full of possessiveness. How could she let him continue to have hope for Bai Chuchu?

Qin Jiang couldn't figure it out.

"Really?"

"You really don't want to kill me? Kill me... huh?"

Qin Jiang approached Yan Zuo, who was curled up on the ground, with an axe.

Same place, same posture.

But this time, the executioner and the victim had completely switched roles.

He approached Yan Zuo, who was screaming from the itchiness, with the axe, and raised the axe in front of him.

The condescending attitude was exactly the same as Yan Zuo in his previous life.

This time, let you taste the powerlessness of being an ant.

At this time, Yan Zuo couldn't hold on any longer.

He just felt the itchiness penetrated deep into his bones.

He grasped the handle of the axe by some strange force.

Then there was a "bang".

Yan Zuo also chopped down.

Blood splashed and stained Qin Jiang's face, but his face reflected a weird smile...

He would not let any of them go.

Yan Zuo, just the first one!

The door to the basement was suddenly kicked open, and Qin Jiang and Yan Zuo looked over.

Yan Liang appeared in front of them with bare feet, holding a doll in a red dress...

"Ah Jiang, what game are you playing?"

"Yan Yan... I want to play too~"

"..." Yan Zuo:? ? ! ! ! ! ! !

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