Traps Of Love

In the study, Cheng Wanrong stood fidgeting beside the Italian tan leather sofa, with a thin layer of cold sweat on her forehead.

She thought a lot on her way back. The reason why Leng Yucheng paid attention to the MI family was that she wanted to control Leng Da Shao's weakness Mi Xiaoya with the help of the MI family.

In this case, as long as she gives Leng Yucheng what he wants, she can pass the test smoothly.

There is a kraft paper box on the tea table, which contains her forged relics of Bai Zhuying. Before she came here, she had already had a good talk with the people in the cemetery, and she was quite sure that nothing would go wrong. As for the private detective she had sent to investigate Bai Zhuying, she also went to find someone to check the man's residence, and found that the detective had emigrated and moved abroad early, and no one could be found.

All of this is due to the sentence "there is no proof of death", so Cheng Wanrong tries her best to erase Zhu Ying's original [history], and use the dirtiest "forged evidence" to prove that she stole people outside and gave birth to wild rice Xiaoya.

And the wild man, she tactfully found a man who was affected by the fire that day from the cemetery manager Qian.

The man is a water electrician. He was repairing the water pipe in the garden of the backyard. He was trapped in the blazing fire. He also followed Bai Zhuying to burn black charcoal beyond recognition.

Cheng Wanrong has no mind to trace the truth of this matter, what she needs is a perfect ghost!

When the door opened, Leng Yucheng came in. His cold and sharp eyes swept past Cheng Wanrong. Looking at the cowhide carton on the table, he slowly asked, "what's this?"

"The remains of Bai Zhuying are the key to answering your two remaining questions." Cheng Wanrong was silent and asked in a guilty voice, "now that the things have been brought, can we leave Wanfu garden?"

Leng Yucheng sneered, "there is nothing credible about the things of the dead."

The implication, he has seen, is likely to be false.

If Cheng Wanrong was struck by lightning, her face was as white as paper, her legs were softening, and she almost fell to her knees.

But she didn't understand that since Leng Yucheng didn't believe that the things of the dead could speak, why did she have to give her 48 hours to order her to take Bai Zhuying's relics.

Leng Yucheng can directly tell the police about the killing of MI Yuancheng, and then send her to prison!

Her brain is buzzing and exploding. She has no way to think more. She can only use a sobbing voice and say with trembling, "Chairman You must believe me. This is the legacy of MI Xiaoya's own father and some information in front of Bai Zhuying It's true. It's all true... "

Leng Yucheng half narrowed his eyes and looked at her meaningfully. The fox's eyes were so cold that there was not a trace of temperature.

"Take a good look at this thing, and then think about how to do it in the future." He took out a mobile phone from his coat, threw it on the table, and then turned away without saying a word more.

With air-conditioning in her mouth, she somehow went to the table, picked up her cell phone and turned on the video play button on the screen.

The video is recorded with a pinhole camera. It starts from the moment Cheng Wanrong leaves her study and tracks everything she goes to the graveyard, including all kinds of things she takes people to dig the graveyard and deals with manager Qian!

Boom!

Like a bolt from the blue!

Cheng Wanrong's face is completely devoid of human color. Like crazy, she lowers her head to scratch her clothes. Suddenly, she finds that the Cufflinks of her clothes have been replaced by black monitors.

I see!

She was designed from the beginning!

Leng Yucheng, an old fox, holds the handle that she killed Mi Yuancheng by mistake. He thinks it's not enough. He deliberately set up a trap and watched her play with him like an idiot!

Pain, panic, struggle, anger, mania, all the negative emotions, like a huge black vortex, will drag Cheng Wanrong into the abyss!

Her whole body suddenly cold as ice, a face empty and numb, showing a kind of dead white ash, this kind of despair as a butcher, make her completely collapse! She couldn't stand it any longer. Her throat was pungent, her eyes were black, and she fell straight to the ground!

A quarter of an hour later, amber found Leng Yucheng in a hurry.

"Master, that woman is very scared. It seems that she will recover at least in a week." Amber's face was a little worried.

Only one person died in Wanfu garden. Mi Yuancheng's body has just been disposed of. Qu Feng and his brothers are also convalescing in the critically ill room. Now there is another Cheng Wanrong. His head is about to explode.

Leng Yucheng gave him a cold glance, "what are you afraid of?"

"I'm - I'm afraid it's going to end up too big." Amber carefully squeezed out a concerned smile.

Leng Yucheng's eyes were as sharp as a blade, and he said in a deep voice, "now, do you think my unfilial son will make things smaller and bigger?"

Amber's heart was shocked and he bowed his head respectfully, "yes, sir, you are right. The subordinates just feel that it's not helpful to force Cheng Wanrong. ""Amber, you are the old man beside me. Do you know my principle of managing people?" Cold Yucheng a pair of fox eyes slowly narrow up, turbid eyes are unfathomable cold.

Amber's back immediately bursts of cold sweat, carefully replied, "you have always been very good to us."

Leng Yucheng looked at him with a sneer, until he made Anbo hair creepy.

He patted amber on the shoulder meaningfully. His thin body was like the vigorous and straight pines and cypresses on the mountain, with a natural power of coercion.

Low, cold voice, slowly sounded in the room, "in this world, people are the most unpredictable. In particular, people's desires tend to expand. The faster they climb up, the more they want. "

"Managing people, even one's own people, is the same trick, that is to hold each other's handle more. If something goes wrong, you can aim at him seven inches and shoot him

Amber felt a chill in his heart. An unprecedented chill made his hair stand up, and his hair was creepy.

"Yes, sir, you are right." Amber nodded and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead in horror.

"Get out." Leng Yucheng ordered, "if Cheng Wanrong figured it out, let her take care of Yan Ruo. She is young and doesn't understand. She needs more people to look after her."

"Yes, sir, I'll arrange it immediately." Anbo answered and understood that this was Leng Yucheng's intention to use Cheng Wanrong.

When the door closed, Leng Yucheng was the only one left in the room.

At this time, a enchanting and charming figure came out slowly from the inside of the bedroom, and said, "you old fox, you scared me. Will you do the same to me in the future? "