Zou Hong, who was about to reach the door of her house, dialed the number Zou Kai used in the past. "Hey, brother, where are you now?"
"Me? Of course I'm in Fucheng. What's wrong?" Zou Kai was confused by her sudden inquiry.
"Sure enough." Zou Hong could conclude that someone with good intentions was playing tricks on her. The person secretly watched her step by step into the trap without knowing it.
"What's wrong? Did you get into any trouble?"
"It's nothing, big brother. There is a villain who wants to make things difficult for me. Let's not talk about this. Have you considered what I mentioned to you last time? While Chang Ming is still a naive kid who doesn't understand anything, you must grasp it.
Seize the opportunity to seize the inheritance rights of Shihua Group, and don’t take advantage of the mother and son." Zou Hong tried her best to persuade her brother.
Zou Kai said: "Of course I will not give up this piece of fat Shihua. Otherwise, after the old man goes to Hexi, once that damn woman takes control of the Zou family, there will be no place for our brothers and sisters. The old man has already passed away some time ago.
I have been contacted, but Zou Changjia is gone. He must have a reliable son to help manage the company. Don't worry, I have my own plan."
Seeing that Zou Kai was so confident, Zou Hong felt much more at ease. After hanging up the phone, she took out the key and opened the door.
Li Qianhan was painting an oil painting in the living room with a drawing board. When she saw her aunt coming back, she raised her face and smiled brightly. "Aunt, why are you back?"
"Oh, something has been delayed. Hey, look at you, can you be more particular about it? Are you treating yourself as a canvas?" Zou Hong frowned as he looked at the colorful paint on her clothes and socks.
"Oh, I accidentally got it on. I'll wash it later. It's rare that I have a free weekend, so I want to copy a few paintings." Li Qianhan showed a shy expression and said embarrassedly: "By the way, aunt, I just moved the drawing board."
I accidentally broke your fish tank. I have already put the fish in the bucket, and I will buy you a new fish tank tomorrow."
"It's okay, there's no need to buy it. I'm not in the mood to raise fish now." Zou Hong glanced at her drawing board with interest and walked to the restaurant to pour water. Li Qianhan's clear voice rang again: "Auntie, I'll give it to you
You made the tea and put it on the table."
Zou Hong drank listlessly the still steaming tea and didn't even want to eat, so he dragged his tired body back to the bedroom to take a nap.
She didn't know how long she had slept. She only felt a splitting headache and a parched throat. While her head was still groggy, she suddenly felt something cold and sharp pressing against her face. She woke up suddenly, and when she opened her eyes, she saw
A masked man stood beside her bed, holding a knife in his hand.
Zou Hong was so frightened that she screamed, threw off the quilt, jumped out of bed, and crawled to the bedroom door. However, the man who was staying by the bed a second ago was already standing at the door, blocking it with his tall body.
found her way.
Zou Hong was trembling and almost fainting. She stood up and backed away repeatedly, and asked in a broken voice: "Who are you? Who are you?"
Without saying a word, the man walked up to her step by step and grabbed her up when she was curled up in a ball. No matter how Zou Hong called for help, it was to no avail. At this time, she didn't know where Li Qianhan had gone, but she was only 18 or 18.
A child who is 2 years old would not be able to save her even if she hears her cry for help.
"Please let me go! Please, don't hurt me! I, I can give you money, a lot of money, as long as you are willing to let me go!" Zou Hong cried, his face distorted by fear.
As the man laughed contemptuously, Zou Hong felt the cold tip of the knife touch her face. After a burst of heartbreaking pain, scarlet blood flowed out from the right side of her face.
Zou Hong was then kicked to the corner by the man. She covered her cheeks in pain and cried, and asked in panic: "Are you here to take revenge on me? You are Song Fansheng, you are Song Fansheng, right?" She said in an instant
He denied himself and murmured: "No, you are not him, he is not that tall. Were you sent here by him?"
The man remained silent, but now he sat on her bed and lit a cigarette leisurely, completely ignoring Zou Hong who was lying on the ground in pain.
Zou Hong saw that he put the bloody knife aside casually, as if he had no intention of killing her. She crawled to the ground, crawled to the door in embarrassment, turned her head to look at the masked man in fear, and ran downstairs quickly.
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"Xiaohan, Xiaohan, where are you?" She called her niece's name uneasily, but got no response. Barefoot, she stepped on the cold floor and wanted to rush out of the house, but after all, she couldn't rest assured at this time.
Li Qianhan was missing. She called Li Qianhan with a choked voice. She was not seen in the study, kitchen, etc., so she opened the bathroom door.
She screamed and pulled her hair in collapse. Because at this time, a boy was lying motionless on the ground, with some dried blood on the ground around his head. Zou Hong looked at the man with glasses and a gentle face.
Boy, no matter what, I couldn't figure out why He Zhanxiang looked like this suddenly appeared in her bathroom.
"Hey!" Someone patted her shoulder gently from behind. She was so frightened that she peed and fell to the ground. The masked man squatted in front of her, still holding the knife stained with her blood.
Zou Hong moved to the corner of the bathroom, her body pressed against the wall. She said tremblingly: "Let me go! Please! Do you know who my father is? My father is Zou Shigang! As long as you let me go, I want to
You can ask for any amount of money... But if, if you dare to hurt me again, my father will definitely not let you go!" Although she wanted to threaten the masked man, her momentum had long since faded. She kept crying.
Tears welled up in his eyes, and his voice became hoarse.
The man let out a mocking laugh and struck suddenly. The knife rubbed Zou Hong's head and penetrated deeply into the wall behind her. Zou Hong looked back at the knife with a pale face, surprised by the power of the masked man, and even more
I was so scared that I couldn't speak.
Her peripheral vision glanced at a golf club on the sink. She didn't even have time to think about who put it there and when. She used her last strength to rush over, pick up the golf club, and throw it at it.
Masked man.
However, she did not meet the masked man at all. The man who was in front of her just now disappeared without a trace in an instant!
"Auntie, you! Why?" Li Qianhan, who suddenly appeared at the door, looked at Zou Hong and He Zhanxiang lying on the ground in shock. She asked in horror: "Auntie, are you crazy? Why did you want to kill him?"
"It's not me! Xiaohan, listen to me! I don't know why this child is here. A man just wanted to kill me! He Zhanxiang must have been harmed like this by him! Look, look at my aunt
Face, someone really wants to harm me!" Zou Hong shouted, pointing at his face covered in blood.
The two people looked at each other with complicated expressions, and the surroundings were silent for a while.
"Auntie, look, apart from us and He Zhanxiang, is there a fourth person in this room?" Li Qianhan looked at Zou Hong with anger and fear, pointing to the golf club in her hand.
