Jiang Zimo nodded without surprise: "I know, in fact, I meant to frame her when I said that before, otherwise it would be harder for some things to reveal the truth. Yao Yuhan has lived with my father for so many years
"Although this woman treats me very badly and is definitely not kind at heart, I am not so stupid that I can't see how sincere she is towards my father."
While driving, Ying Bailu turned around and smiled at her: "Honestly, I can't tell. You girl is the best at pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger."
Yao Yuhan will not harm his father, Jiang Zimo has already figured this out. So, if this is the case, the most likely possibility is that she is just a chess piece in their hands, and she may not even be able to
She has now been murdered and silenced.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zimo's accumulated hatred and dissatisfaction with her in the past seemed to have faded a lot.
Parting between life and death, death is indeed the most direct way to resolve hatred.
But it's not completely universal.
"It's so late, why don't you go to bed?"
The door behind him was pushed open. Jiang Zimo knew without looking that it must be Murong Qingzhen who was back.
"I took a nap in the afternoon and I'm not sleepy now. By the way, why don't you go back and see your parents?"
"I don't trust you. I'll drive back after I come over to see you."
Jiang Zimo slipped into the arms of a man who was warm and had a luxurious woody scent. Murong Qingzhen pressed a kiss on her forehead and trimmed the messy hair on her temples for her. "What are you looking at?"
"Look at how his life has been over the years. After all, I have paid too little attention to him."
Here is the bedroom of Jiang's father and Yao Yuhan. Jiang Zimo stood in front of the bedside table in a daze, looking at the small, yellowed family photo.
The men and women in the photos looked very young and beautiful at that time, and they were a perfect match.
And the little girl held in their hands was obviously Jiang Zimo in childhood.
At that time, she smiled very sweetly and happily. Even though her two front teeth were missing, it did not affect her warm and happy smile at all.
Jiang Zimo didn't know why he kept putting such a photo on his bedside table?
Didn't he always hate her and his mother?
"Qingzhen, do you think I went too far?" Or, she has begun to regret it now.
"Don't be like this, Azi, your father will definitely wake up. You still have a lot of time to stay with him. Everything is not irreversible."
Jiang Zimo just smiled bitterly. When her eyes glanced at the photo, her tears couldn't stop flowing down.