The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

"Of course I can't swallow it! I hate dying her! That house is Daddy's house, but I have never lived." Thinking of Mr. Song's favoritism, Song Qing became red-eyed lately, "Mummy, I really Not reconciled ... "

Chu Zhiyun sighed: "Yeah, although Mommy got the marriage agreement, but ... it's hard to guarantee if she would start with Mommy ruthlessly. By then, we will really have nothing!"

what? Isn't she going to live on the street, or even worse?

Although she is not hurrying now, she can still live a wealthy life.

If they ca n’t even get the money ...

Song Qing couldn't sit still and asked nervously, "What should I do?"

Seeing her like this, Chu Zhiyun sneered in her heart and said softly on the surface, "I have an idea, but ... it's too dangerous, Mommy can't bear to take risks."

"No! Mommy, you can let me do anything, even if it's killing, I won't be soft!" If she isn't ruthless, it's their mother and daughter who will lose out in the end!

Chu Zhiyun had a look that had been expected long ago, her eyes slightly raised, revealing a bewitching sorrow: "Mum asked you to kill her, okay?"

"Why, what?" Song Qingwan was stunned.

Chu Zhiyun said in an orderly way: "Mummy will arrange everything. You kill her, and I will let the police take you away. Once Anxia Xia's death, all of Song's shares will be my turn to inherit. Human, material and financial resources will save you from prison. I will let you be a good-looking young lady and be your little princess who is your mother's favorite, okay? "

Song Qing was silent.

This kind of murder is no better than others.

"Mum ... you just have to have a killer ..."

"There are too many people protecting An Xia Xia, the top killer cannot approach her, but ... you are injured, she will not have too much defense against you. It ’s late, if you do n’t want that, Mummy go with!"

"No! I don't have a legitimate identity. Anxiaxia is dead. Mommy, you go to jail, I can't get any shares!" Song Qingwan blurted out, and then felt a little strange.

But what it was, she couldn't tell.

It seems like ... falling into a trap.

But Chu Zhiyun is her mother, how could she pit her?

"If Mummy wasn't forced into desperation, she wouldn't do anything about it! It's late, my poor daughter, I've never had a blessing since I was young, and now it's like this ... How did our mother and daughter live before, Anxiaxia? So vicious, Sheng Yize and thoughtful, they joined forces, how can we have a good life? "Chu Zhiyun cried sadly, Song Qingwan was crying with the infection," Mummy, you Stop talking ... I'll go, I'll go! "

The next second, Chu Zhiyun found a delicate pistol from her handbag and shoved it into Song Qingwan's hand.

"Oh, hid in the sick suit, I received the news that one of her friends was sick, and An Xia Xia was in the hospital. You make excuses to go in and then ... give her a shot. Mummy's people and police are outside Wait, it won't let you go wrong! "Chu Zhiyun said very quickly, as if he was afraid of Song Qingwan's remorse.

Song Qing looked at Chu Zhiyun later.

"Come on!" Chu Zhiyun urged, Song Qing responded murmured lately, crutching, walking to Anxiaxia's ward ...

Behind him, Chu Zhiyun wiped the corners of her eyes, and her red lips raised a successful smile.