Jiang Yurou got up and went back to her room to rest after eating.
Because I was still brooding over the incident of almost hurting Situ Yanran, my phone was turned off.
Yang Susu went in and saw her daughter like this. As a mother, she felt very sad. She persuaded her, "Yurou, don't blame yourself. Yanran has already called and said that she doesn't blame you and forgives you."
"Mom, I know Yanran will forgive me, but I can't forgive myself." Jiang Yurou choked with sobs.
"Silly boy, who doesn't make mistakes? And you didn't make a big mistake, right?"
"Mom, please go out. I want to be alone and don't want to hurt anyone."
Yang Susu sighed, not daring to tell Jiang Yurou about that matter, so she might as well keep it a secret until the results of the investigation were revealed.
"You have a good rest, mom is going out first."
"Um!"
After returning to the living room, Jiang Zhonghai also looked melancholy and asked: "How is my daughter?"
"What else can we do? She still blames herself and doesn't want to see anyone. Is there still no result from your side?"
"I'm very anxious now as to what the outcome will be."
Jiang Zhonghai sat helplessly on the sofa, and the two of them sat there until eleven o'clock, but there was no news.
"Go up and have a rest and think about how to persuade Yurou."
"Why!"
Soon, the Jiang family villa fell into silence.
It was gradually getting late at night, and suddenly a pair of hands grabbed Jiang Zhonghai's neck.
"Susu?"
Jiang Zhonghai opened his eyes and saw his wife strangling him desperately.
"No, this..."
As soon as he saw Yang Susu's dull eyes, Jiang Zhonghai knew something was wrong, so he turned over and slashed Yang Susu's back of the neck with his knife.
Yang Susu rolled her eyes and fainted.
"Yurou?" Jiang Zhonghai immediately wanted to see Jiang Yurou.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Jiang Yurou standing at the door. Jiang Zhonghai frowned and said, "Yurou, why are you here?"
Suddenly, Jiang Yurou opened her eyes and took out a fruit knife from behind.
He suddenly stabbed Jiang Zhonghai in the chest.
"daughter?"
Jiang Zhonghai slapped the fruit knife out of Jiang Yurou's hand, and then knocked him unconscious.
"Damn it, I think you guys are tired of living."
Putting Jiang Yurou on the bed, Jiang Zhonghai immediately picked up the phone and dialed the cell phone of the bodyguard outside.
"Dudududu..."
But no one answered after forty seconds passed. Jiang Zhonghai immediately opened the curtains and looked out. The two bodyguards at the gate were no longer there.
The bodyguards outside must have been quietly eliminated, and now the villa is in crisis.
Jiang Zhonghai found Ning Fan's number, dialed it and said, "Xiao Fan, the other party is here. This time he not only controls Yurou, but also your aunt."
"I am coming over now."
"Okay, we'll meet on the road later. They've already sneaked into the villa and it's no longer safe."
"Uncle, pay attention to safety." Ning Fan said.
"Um!"
Jiang Zhonghai carried Yang Susu on his shoulders, hugged Jiang Yurou under his arms, and jumped directly from the second floor.
This was not something ordinary people could do. After Jiang Zhonghai hugged the two of them and landed easily, he opened the car door and put them into the back seat.