Having said this, Du Yunyan paused again deliberately, tilted his head, and looked like he was thinking hard.
The next second, as if he remembered something, he clapped his hands suddenly and said, "Ah! I remembered it! The old lady said that the day the couple adopted Li Muqing's son was September 7th twenty years ago, because
It was the Ghost Festival, so the old lady remembered it very clearly."
Yi Zhentian stared at Du Yunyan for a moment.
His eyes, which were wider than fish eyes, flashed with very complicated emotions, including shock, disbelief, regret...
Song Ruilin and his wife had a car accident because he had someone tamper with their car!
And because of this, he almost killed his own son twenty years ago!
He almost killed his own son——
Not only that, he also did so many things to Sikong Jingqiu twenty years later. In order to take revenge on that dead old woman Lu Wanyu, in order to take revenge for what happened back then, he forced Song Haiyue to divorce Sikong Jingqiu, and even
For the person in front of me, who knocked Sikong Jingqiu's legs to pieces, destroy the evidence...
Thinking of these, Yi Zhentian's body felt cold, and a sharp pain came from his chest. The pain made his face turn from white to blue, and then from green to black.
He pressed his right hand hard against his heart, and his left hand tremblingly touched the desk where he usually kept medicine...
However, the desk is empty, there is nothing!
"Yun, Yunyan... Yao... help me..." Yi Zhentian's face turned black and twitched, and he weakly asked Du Yunyan for help.
Du Yunyan seemed to have not heard anything and stood there quietly without moving, as if he was completely aloof from the incident.
until--
Yi Zhentian rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with the corner of his mouth crooked!
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Yi Zhentian fell to the ground, his body twitching and squirming, as if he had exhausted all his strength. His eyes widened suddenly, and he crawled towards Du Yunyan bit by bit, and finally pulled down his pants...
Du Yunyan shrank his feet and immediately shook off Yi Zhentian's hand.
He took out the medicine bottle from his pocket, shook it in front of Yi Zhentian and sat on the chair, looking at him with a smile on his face, "If you want it? Just crawl over and get it yourself."
As Du Yunyan spoke, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the fingerprints on the bottle, and threw it out.
"Pop -" With the sound of the bottle falling to the ground, the lid flew out, and the white pills rolled all over the floor...
Yi Zhentian looked at the pills close at hand and reached out to pick them up. However, his hands trembled and twitched violently. He had no strength at all and could not grab anything at all...
After a few seconds, Yi Zhentian's face slowly turned black, and his hands gradually went limp...
Everything returns to peace.
Du Yunyan was vicious, stood up with a handkerchief, wiped the places he had touched one by one, then turned around and prepared to leave.
"Didi didi..."
The moment he closed the door, a sound similar to that of a cell phone button suddenly came from behind the bookcase.
"Who——" Du Yunyan froze, his eyes widened suddenly, and he rushed over with a violent expression on his face.
When he saw the person with a pale face, trembling and huddled in the corner, holding a mobile phone and dialing, he was stunned, "Haiyue? Why are you here?"
While speaking, Du Yunyan stepped forward and knocked the mobile phone out of Haiyue's hand, his voice extremely stern, "What do you want to do?"
Haiyue shook off Du Yunyan's hand with all her strength and shrank into a corner. Her voice trembled and she couldn't say complete words, "You...you...you...Yi Zhentian..."