Sir,Your Wife Escape Again

What's the meaning of this?

Si Xingpei didn't open his mouth, but Gu Qingzhou slowly picked up the wine cup filled with white porcelain and sipped the wine.

She spoke with a faint aroma of wine in her voice: "Mrs. king, don't you see that your son stepped onto the stage by himself?"

Mrs. King's pupils suddenly contracted.

The idea in her heart was all clear: the purpose of the battle was to deal with Jin Qianyang.

Mrs. Jin sent someone to inquire about Gu Qingzhou's death yesterday. She also set up a mourning hall for the servant.

However, this servant should have nothing to do with Jin Qianyang.

The man Mrs. Jin sent to inquire said that the servant was young and not very good-looking. He had never been with Jin Qianyang.

After listening to those words, Mrs. king felt a little relieved.

When Jin Qianyang is old, she has her own yard, wife and children. Mrs. Jin doesn't put her son in front of her all day.

Last night, Jin Qianyang didn't come back. The eldest daughter-in-law of the Jin family took it for granted and would not send someone to tell Mrs. Jin.

Mrs. Jin didn't know that he was not home at night, and she was nervous about Si Xingyi's little actions. Her mind was on Si Xingyi and Gu Qingzhou. She didn't think of Jin Qianyang at all.

I didn't expect to see him here now.

Mrs. King's worst premonition has come true.

Her blood was almost retrograde, which made her shiver involuntarily.

Mrs. king thought again: "the general staff officer..."

How could the general staff officer of the governor's office make such a big mistake?

He must have colluded with the secretary.

And Mrs. Jin, acting cleverly to help the Secretary, let the general staff in.

She pinched her fingers so loud that her nails almost pierced her palms.

"Mrs. king, what are you going to do?" Qin Sha is curious and looks at the man below.

There was no scar on Jin Qianyang, but he was wet with sweat from his clothes to his hair.

"Is it that hot?" Kangzhi also looked over, "why do you make a stove? I think the young master is sweating all the time. "

Mrs. king stood up.

She wants to go down and pull her son away, no matter what tricks the Secretary has.

Unexpectedly, the adjutant standing at the door blocked her way.

"Bold, get out of my way!" Mrs. King drank hard and raised her hand to fight the adjutant.

The adjutant had already noticed and blocked her wrist.

"Please respect yourself, Mrs. king." The adjutant said coldly.

Self respect?

Mrs. King sneered.

At this moment, she heard a slight Pipa sound on the stage downstairs, and her son shouting: "Niang!"

Mrs. King's heart, liver and lungs almost all trembled and cracked.

Her knees hardly supported her.

"Mother, my son has a few words to tell you." Jin Qianyang said in a loud voice.

His voice, constantly shaking.

Just like his body, his voice is damp and sweaty.

Mrs. King couldn't get out, so she had to turn back and walk to the window.

Gu Qingzhou, Si Xingyi and others all left the table. They stood at the window and looked down. They also reserved a place for Mrs. Jin.

Mrs. King appeared at the window and saw her son, sweating as if he had been washed by water. She trembled all over and even burst into tears: "mother, my son repents."

At the moment, Mrs. Jin could not get down any more, so she had to shout out: "Qianyang, shut up and go home quickly! Let's go. "

Jin Qianyang looked aside.

There was no one nearby. In other words, there was no one in Mrs. King's sight.

Jin Qianyang shook his head in pain, tears on his face: "mother, I want to repent, you listen to my repentance."

He couldn't hear Mrs. King's loud cry any more.

He began to repeat his crime like a psychopath: "I sent someone to track Li Xian, and then drove him to death."

Li Xian is the son of several mayors in Taiyuan. He is the same age as Jin Qianyang. When he studied together, he was better than Jin Qianyang in everything.

Then the child died in a car accident.

The accident was done by Jin Qianyang. Ye dujun was outside at that time, and the police station investigated the matter for a period of time, but it was not settled.

Jin Qianyang said, "I sent someone to burn down the Cui family's factory and killed 50 workers."

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"I killed Jiang Fan's family."

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"I strangled Siya. She saw Kang Nuan and me. I wanted to kidnap Kang Nuan, but she ran me down. I'm afraid she's going to say it and secretly send someone to follow her.

She didn't know anything, but I was afraid she would lie, so I strangled her and threw her in the river. " When Jin Qianyang said this, he could not stand still.

All the people present were stunned.They never thought that young master Jin had done so many evil things.

People in Taiyuan have heard about Li Xian; the fire in Cui's factory killed 50 people and burned more than 100 people, which is also big news; Jiang Fan's family was killed, including a five-year-old daughter and a one-and-a-half-year-old son.

These are all big cases, but there is no clue. In the end, it looks like an accident.

Only four ya, the people present don't know who she is.

Gu Qingzhou's body trembled slightly.

"No, it's not. It's a false accusation." Mrs. King's voice was sharp and sharp.

She rushed out again, trying to hold Jin Qianyang.

She knew it wasn't true.

Because Jin Qianhong did the Cui family's work. At that time, Mrs. Jin took care of her daughter.

As for Jiang Fan's family, Mrs. Jin doesn't know who the killer is, but it's by no means Jin Qianyang.

The real crime of Jin Qianyang is only known to Mrs. Jin about Li Xian.

As for Siya...

did Si Xingyi plant Jin Qianyang?

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Mrs. King seems to be crazy.

The adjutant saw the look of Si Xingyi's eyes. This time, he didn't stop Mrs. Jin and let her rush down.

She rushed to the stage.

The stage was very hot, and the fire was jumping like purgatory.

Jin Qianyang was soaked in sweat.

Mrs. King hugged her son.

Jin Qianyang half knelt down and cried: "mother, son repents, I'm wrong, I confess!"

"No, no!" Mrs. King yelled. Her voice was all gone, sharp and sharp. "It's not you. Did Si Xingyi hit you?"

She reached for her son's face and back.

No wounds.

There is no wound on Jin Qianyang. He stands on the stage completely.

He's not traumatized, but he seems to have collapsed.

He kept shivering, kept saying: "I'm wrong, I shouldn't kill people."

Mrs. king did not know where the strength came from. She helped her son, who was much taller than her: "let's go home."

As soon as they got off the stage, they were stopped by the military officials present.

The general staff officer said: "Mrs. king, your son's words are related to the homicide case. They need to be submitted to the police department for examination. Your son can't go anywhere until you find out! "

"It's a frame up." Cried Mrs. king.

The general staff officer sighed, "who framed him?"

Then he asked Jin Qianyang, "Jin Dashao, who framed you?"

"No, no!" Jin Qianyang said in a loud voice, "it's me, it's my fault!"