Walk down the stairs slowly, being careful to avoid areas with blood stains to avoid leaving any traces.
When she reached the position where Xia Zhenhai was lying on his back, she stopped and looked at him condescendingly, as if examining him, but also mocking him.
Xia Zhenhai held Leng Yunshuang's only photo tightly in his hand, as if holding on to the last life-saving straw. His once sharp eyes gradually became blurred and difficult to focus. But he could still see clearly the person in front of him.
The vicious fake granddaughter, An Yunxi. He squeezed the photo in his hand even more tightly.
An Yunxi smiled coldly with disdain on his face.
Looking at the dying Xia Zhenhai, she effortlessly took the photo out of his hand.
The photo stained with blood made Leng Yunshuang's delicate appearance blurred.
"Hmm..." Xia Zhenhai's face was already withered, and the only thing he loved was taken away by An Yunxi. He couldn't make a sound from his throat and could only keep humming "Hmm".
"I heard that no one has seen Leng Yunshuang's photo, right?"
An Yunxi proudly and slowly approached Xia Zhenhai, with a ferocious smile on his originally gentle face.
In front of Xia Zhenhai, she tore up the bloody photo inch by inch, and stuffed all the pieces into her mouth while Xia Zhenhai struggled desperately in his painful eyes.
The taste of blood filled her entire mouth, and the photo paper was very hard, but she swallowed it all without hesitation.
Then, she stuck out her tongue and licked away the remaining blood on her lips.
Looking at Xia Zhenhai's disbelieving and unwilling eyes, she said slowly, "The only photo, haha. From now on, no one will know what Leng Yunshuang looks like. You can bring this beautiful memory with you
Hell, old man! Hmph!"
Xia Zhenhai wanted to stretch out his trembling hand, but found that he could not move at all. Only his eyes could move.
His consciousness is fading away bit by bit.
"You guessed it right, old man. I am not the real daughter of the Xia family, Qiao Ran is. By the way, let me tell you, Qiao Ran not only inherited Leng Yunshuang's appearance, she also inherited the Xia family's soldier's shooting talent. It seems
What kind of youth pistol shooting champion is she? Hahaha, you didn't expect it. It was me who exchanged my hair and nails with hers."
The more she spoke, the more excited she became, and her speaking speed also increased.
"You didn't expect that the Xia family's century-old foundation has now fallen into my hands. Qin Nian is so good to me, so she won't doubt me. It's too late for her to love me. I will marry Zuo Chenye soon,
In the future, I will become more powerful. Sooner or later, I will kill Qiao Ran and kill the last bloodline of the Xia family. Just give up on this idea. No one will know the truth anymore. You can go underground with peace of mind and meet your old lover Leng Yun.
Frost is right."
"Old man, you are not as good as Zhao Jinrong. Before Zhao Jinrong died, he knew how to play tricks on me. Today, I will stand here and wait until you die completely before leaving. No one can stop me, no one can. Hahaha!"
The more blood on her hands, the crazier she became, as if she was addicted to drinking blood and had already tasted the pleasure.
Xia Zhenhai's old face was engulfed in shock. Unexpectedly, Zhao Jinrong also died at the hands of An Yunxi. Zhao Jinrong had been in the shopping mall all his life. He was shrewd and capable, and was Leng Yunshuang's friend. She must have discovered something to be killed by An Yunxi.
Xi painfully committed a murderous attack. Oh my God, it was like this.
Unfortunately, he knew it too late and was unable to change it.
He was tired, tired, his eyelids drooped heavily, and he could no longer open them...
The last thought in my mind was, Yunshuang, I'm sorry, it was my incompetence and my carelessness, I'm sorry to the Xia family, will you blame me?