Seeing her approval, Ji Yuting immediately ordered, "Just in case, go to jail to interrogate Jiang Puze and send him to a secret interrogation room so that he can be tested at any time later."
"OK!"
Si Nian turned around and went out, walked to the garden, took out his cell phone, and decisively contacted the warden of S City Prison.
As soon as he left, Ji Yuting took Shengge into his arms and comforted her.
"Once the paternity test is done again, this matter should be settled, and you don't have to lie awake every day worrying about it."
"Um."
Shengge thought of the note that Lu Hua thrust into her today, and what happened in the MC dress store today, and her heart suddenly became complicated.
Song of Songs said that there were two people behind her.
Moreover, these two people are estimated to have a high status and influence in China, and they are all in the Lu family.
Judging from Third Brother's performance today, she can basically rule him out...
But no matter who is behind the scenes, this person is her relative.
Shengge felt empty in her heart.
She was lost in thought when she saw Si Nian come in again, this time with a very anxious face.
"Something happened in the prison! The warden reported that Jiang Puze suddenly foamed at the mouth and convulsed all over late the night before yesterday. After being sent to the medical room, he died after resuscitation failed."
Ji Yuting's relaxed tone suddenly rose up, his handsome face darkened, "How could it be possible? Someone dares to send poison in?"
Si Nian sighed and shook his head, "No, after medical examination, Jiang Puze had a history of epilepsy before he was imprisoned, but after being imprisoned, he has not had a seizure for many years."
"I don't know why he suddenly fell ill this time, and it happened to be late at night. The prison guards didn't find out in time. He died of respiratory obstruction."
There was a long silence in the living room.
Finally, Shengge broke the heavy calm, "Even if you are dead, you can still take samples for paternity testing. Is the body still there?"
His expression became increasingly ugly over the years, and he finally shook his head, "It happened the day before yesterday. Because Jiang Puze had a history of epilepsy, he was deemed to have died of natural causes and had been cremated a long time ago. Now it is estimated...
..only ashes remain.”
Shengge's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
Unfortunately, ashes cannot be used for paternity testing.
When things got to this point, the line was basically disconnected.
All previous progress is returned to the starting point in an instant.
Shengge sat in despair, falling into dead silence.
Seeing her like this, Ji Yuting felt very guilty and apologized to her with red eyes, "Shengsheng, I'm sorry. This was my negligence. I should have sent someone to the prison in advance to guard Jiang Puze."
Shengge curled her lips and smiled, her voice calm and gentle, "It's not your fault. Even if you send someone to guard him and he has epilepsy in the middle of the night, the situation will still be the same."
He still lowered his head with guilt on his face.
Shengge quickly hugged him and comforted him, "It's okay. Let's start from other places. There will always be other ideas!"
...
There is still one last day left before the return banquet prepared by the Lu family for Ya Ge.
Jiang Puze's death caused Yusheng Xiaozhu to lose progress and be knocked back to the starting point.
Late at night, I thought about how hard it was raining outside the window.
The leaves were rustling in the wind, and the window glass was cracked by the heavy rain.
Shengge couldn't sleep, so she stood by the window sill and watched the rain.
Ji Yuting looked at her lonely back and sighed silently.
Just as he was about to walk over and hug her to comfort her, there was a sudden knock on the door of the villa downstairs.
Late at night, there was someone knocking on the door. Is it like New Year?
What happened again?
Shengge and Ji Yuting looked at each other and went downstairs to open the door together.
The door opened, and the man standing outside was soaked by the heavy rain. His hair was hanging down on his forehead and dripping with water. Even his shirt was clinging to his body, revealing his strong abdominal muscles.
His chest was heaving and he was breathing heavily, and it was obvious that he had quietly rolled all the way into the garden.
Under the incandescent light, Shengge saw the man's face clearly and was stunned.