Seeing that she only smiled and said nothing, Jiang Yaner felt inexplicably flustered. What did this mean?
"Mrs. Leng, I have no selfish motives. I just want to seek justice for my benefactor's son."
Qingting's eyes were extremely cold, "Justice? What is justice? How do you think Leng Zhongyu died?"
Jiang Yan'er's heart skipped a beat, "He is..."
Leng Zhongyu's death has always been the most difficult mystery of this century, but the Leng family remained silent and no one dared to ask questions, making it a major unsolved case.
But the Jiang family believed that someone must have killed him, and it was someone from the Leng family who did it.
A figure rushed over, extremely excited.
"How did my biological father die? Did you cause him to die? It must be that in order to seize the family property and become the head of the family, you killed my father and made me an orphan. Ye Qingting, I and I
You fought hard."
It was Jiang Yu. He had been hiding in the corner. He didn't know when he came. He heard everything clearly. When he heard the most critical part, he couldn't help but explode.
The bodyguard standing on the side didn't wait for him to get closer and picked him up, "Wantless."
Jiang Yu's limbs were flailing wildly and he was screaming excitedly. All his curses were unbearable.
Jiang Yan'er rushed over nervously, trying to save him, "Don't hurt my brother, let him go quickly, he is still a child."
But the bodyguard ignored her at all and grabbed Jiang Yu's collar.
Qingting looked at this scene coolly, "You're not young anymore. When I was this old, I already knew how to torture my scumbag father and stepmother."
Today's children mature early and understand many things at this age.
Jiang Yan'er cried anxiously, "Mrs. Leng, let my brother go. I guarantee that he will not do anything to harm the Leng family."
She never expected that Jiang Yu would hide and eavesdrop. How could this happen?
I have never dared to tell him the truth because I was afraid that because of his impatience, he would miss important events and end up losing his life.
But it still broke out. Alas, paper cannot contain the fire.
Jiang Yu's face was full of anger and he shouted murderously, "I don't want to avenge my parents. It was you who killed me..."
He lived until he was twelve years old and always thought he was the favored son of the Jiang family. It wasn't until he overheard a few rumors that he knew he was an adopted son.
The mystery of his life experience has always been a knot in his mind and has troubled him for a long time.
Only then did he know his true life experience, but while knowing it, he had to face such a terrifying reality.
The Leng family killed his biological parents, leaving him an orphan.
And took everything from him!
Qingting said calmly, "He committed suicide and killed him with one shot."
Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, then became even more angry, "No way, it was you who forced me. I swear to God, I will not let you go..."
Qingting's expression remained unchanged and he waved his hand, "Go and invite daddy over."
Another bodyguard dialed a number, and after a while, three generations of the Leng family rushed over.
Mr. Leng was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him, "Qingting, Ayu, what happened? What is this? Put him down quickly."
The bodyguard looked at Qingting subconsciously, Qingting nodded slightly, and then his hand loosened.
As soon as Ayu was free, he ran towards Mr. Leng.
His eyes were red and tears welled up in his eyes, "You are my biological grandfather? My biological father is your son? Is this true?"
The old man's vision went dark and his body swayed.
He was heartbroken and so sad that he couldn't help himself, "...Qingting, why are you telling him this? He is still a child!"