"Uh~~~" Qi Ma covered her mouth and looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief. The eye-catching tea she was holding in her hand for the old lady fell to the floor and broke into pieces. Oh my god, the young lady actually killed me. Someone was killed, could this be an illusion?
The little... lady killed someone!
Jin Bingyun gasped and fell to the ground, her face covered with sweat. She supported the floor, turned her head in horror, and shot Qi's mother with sinister eyes like sharp knives.
"What did you see?" After a brief panic, she regained her composure. She couldn't go to jail. She still had her best years and was still with Brother Ye, so how could she go to jail? Grandma, don't blame me, since you are already dead. , then I will help my granddaughter one last time. Every time during the Qingming Festival from now on, I will definitely burn a lot of paper money to pay homage to you.
"I...I didn't see anything." Qi's mother waved her hands in horror, cold sweat broke out on her forehead. The young lady's eyes were so terrifying, as if she wanted to eat people. It was completely different from her previous weak appearance. The old lady had already I made a will and left everything to the young lady. Now that the old lady is dead, isn’t it the young lady who will be in charge of this family from now on?
She's not that stupid. If she went to report the young lady, she would end up in a thankless situation and might even get into trouble.
Old madam, you must forgive Aqi. I am also trying to protect myself.
"Very good." Jin Bingyun got up from the ground, walked over, and looked directly at Qi's mother with eyes so cold that there was no warmth: "You are not allowed to tell anyone what happened today. If you come to investigate, just say that you saw the old lady accidentally stepping on the air." You climbed the steps and fell down the stairs, do you know?"
"Know...know" is indeed the granddaughter of the old lady. She has the same blood flowing on her body. She is even more cruel than the old lady.
Jin Bingyun stared at her, as if trying to figure out her level of loyalty, and suddenly smiled evilly: "Mom Qi, I remember that your son and daughter-in-law died in a car accident. You still have a grandson who is studying in college, right?"
Qi's mother was shocked and knelt down with a pop. The fragments on the ground pierced her knees. She ignored the pain and begged: "Miss, please, let my grandson go. I won't say anything."
Jin Bingyun helped her up: "Mom Qi, who do you imagine me to be? Don't worry, not only will I not harm him, I will also provide funds to help him complete his studies. Although the Jin family is currently in crisis, we can ask someone to help him find a solution." A good job or an easy job?”
The young lady is clearly using her grandson to blackmail her and force her not to tell the truth. To put it nicely, she wants to find a job for her grandson. In fact, she just wants to control her. Qi's mother is not an idiot. How could she not see Jin Bingyun's intentions? ?
In fact, young ladies don’t have to do that. They, the servants, just have to do their part. Sometimes, they have to pretend not to see or hear. In a wealthy family, there is darkness everywhere. The love between flesh and blood cannot compare with wealth. life
Jin Bingyun walked to Mrs. Jin's body, picked up the rosewood crutch, and handed it to Qi's mother: "Hit me hard."
"Ah?" What are you going to do, Miss? If you hit her with this stick, your head will be broken.
"Hurry up, there's no time." Jin Bingyun glanced at the closed door of the living room. If the servant outside suddenly came in, all the previous efforts would be wasted.
Qi Ma gritted her teeth and knocked hard, hitting Jin Bingyun on the forehead.