Chapter 1819: Feng Shui turns in turn, turning to death!
There are still ten minutes until the trial starts.
Detention center staff brought Jiang Xianrou out.
As soon as Jiang Xianrou appeared, there was a commotion in the jury box in the stands. A group of relatives of the Jiang family saw the embarrassed girl standing on the trial stage and almost didn't recognize it was Jiang Xianrou herself.
"Why is Xianrou so thin?" a relative of the Jiang family asked.
My cousin said in a deep voice to the side: "She has been staying in the detention center. What a good place the detention center is. She will not be able to eat or sleep well."
"Pity."
Someone is feeling sorry.
More people are feeling emotional.
She lamented that when the family was separated, the second family and her family were very prosperous, but who knew that it would turn into such a mess in a blink of an eye, Jiang Xianrou was standing on the court hearing stage. The situation was really changing, and it was turning to death!
"Where's Qiao Nian? Isn't she coming?" A relative of the Jiang family saw that the time was almost up. He stretched his neck and looked for a circle of people. He didn't see the arrogant figure, so he mustered up the courage to tell the others.
This time, all the relatives of the Jiang family learned the lesson. They looked at each other, and no one dared to talk nonsense in front of them.
Even Yuan Qing, who usually likes to put on airs as an elder, shrank his neck and pretended not to hear.
In the area where the relatives of the Jiang family were sitting, everyone stopped talking and became quiet.
…
at the same time.
On the other side of the jury stand, He Congming sat in the first seat in the first row, with several of his subordinates beside him.
It seems that the He family is sure of victory this time.
He should be the biggest winner.
However, He Congming was restless, and like a group of relatives of the Jiang family, he was watching to see if anyone was coming to the entrance of the court.
The trial is about to begin.
He Congming glanced at his watch, pulled down his cuffs, and said irritably: "No one's here yet?"
The burly man next to him immediately lowered his head and answered him in a low voice: "No, I've been staring and didn't see Miss Qiao coming."
"Will Qiao Nian not come?" He Congming was a little annoyed.
Brother Biao couldn't answer and didn't dare to talk nonsense.
He Congming frowned again, upset: "If she doesn't come, it will be even harder for us to let her go when Jiang Xianrou is sentenced."
"I don't care how many years Jiang Xianrou will be sentenced or what the outcome will be."
"I just want to solve the problem of those goods, and the forces targeting the He family... Otherwise, if this continues, I don't know how the He family will end up!"
"..."
Brother Biao couldn't answer for a while and fell silent.
He had advised his eldest brother at that time, saying that they should go to Jiang Xianrou and not implicate Mr. Jiang for whatever happened.
The eldest brother refused to listen to him and stubbornly believed that the Jiang family did not have the ability to fight with them and did not have the courage.
Who knew Qiao Nian had such a strong background, that the He family would be killed by her in the blink of an eye! And they are still unwilling to reconcile with them... This matter cannot be solved at all!
Time passed by minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye, there were still five minutes until the trial was about to begin.
The judge and associate judges are all present and are making preparations for the trial.
He Congming couldn't sit still anymore, stood up, and looked back at the entrance of the court. In the midst of anxiety, he suddenly saw a tall and thin figure walking in...
"Qiao Nian." He Congming breathed a sigh of relief. Unable to suppress his excitement, he lowered his voice and spoke to Brother Biao.
Brother Biao quickly turned around and looked in the direction he was looking.
Sure enough, I saw an arrogant girl dressed in black and wearing a peaked cap coming in from the entrance with her hands in her pockets.