The next night, Xia Yu and Bai Siyan went to the Zhang family's villa together.

There was only Aunt Liang at home at home, and neither Xiaoqiong nor Zhang Mingde came back.

Aunt Liang seemed a little surprised at Zhang Muying taking the boy home for the second time.

At the same time, he was very happy.

Aunt Liang welcomed Xia Yu very enthusiastically, "It seems that you have a good relationship with our Mu Ying. She didn't bring her friends home before. Now she invites you twice and really appreciates you."

She used the word "appreciation" and said it very implicitly, but in fact she wanted to express the meaning of "like".

"Thank you aunt."

Xia Yu couldn't tell whether she was pretending.

Logically speaking, Zhang Muying's resurrection from the dead should be a threat to them.

After all, Zhang Mingde will not live for half a year, and then Zhang Muying will have to share some of her property.

etc……

Xia Yu suddenly realized something very terrible-

If he gets married to Zhang Muying's body, then when Zhang Muying kills Liang Aunt Liang and Xiao Qiong (Zhang Mingde's second daughter), wouldn't he become the only beneficiary?!

Because Bai Siyan will not be able to use Zhang Muying's body in a short while, and Zhang Muying will definitely have to be buried again at that time.

Mom!!!

How much is Uncle Zhang’s property?

If real estate is included, two or three hundred billion is required, right?!

Damn ~

A huge fortune fell from the sky, which made Xia Yu feel a little nervous.

But he quickly gave up the idea.

No, no, no...

It's so terrible. This kind of thing is completely immoral. After doing it, he feels that he can't sleep well at night.

Sometimes it’s good to be an ordinary person, but he doesn’t want to be the strongest son-in-law in history.

"Xia Yu, what are you thinking?"

Aunt Liang reached out and waved in front of him, awakening him.

"No, I just feel that the second time I see Auntie, you seem to be a little younger."

"Roar."

Aunt Liang covered her mouth and laughed, her flowers trembled, and she was very happy.

"This kid speaks so sweetly."

Bai Siyan next to him rolled his eyes with Zhang Muying's body.

Xia Yu only felt a little chill on his back.

...

Several people sat in the living room, but Bai Siyan still sat on the single sofa according to Zhang Muying's habit.

Xia Yu and Aunt Liang sat on the left and right sides of her.

The servant Xiaoling made tea for them and stood aside.

Xia Yu searched in the living room with his eyes to see when Zhang Muying's original deity would come out.

He needs such an occasion, if a servant is present, if something happens later, at least someone will help testify and say it is not his business.

Otherwise, if Zhang Muying started a massacre here, he might have been implicated.

"By the way, Aunt Liang." Xia Yu said.

"Hmm?" Aunt Liang covered her chest and turned around.

"Can you tell me about Zhang Muying's childhood? She refused to tell me this."

Aunt Liang was slightly stunned, and then she laughed with understanding, "Yes."

She looked back at Zhang Muying, "Muying, don't you mind?"

Bai Siyan shook her head silently.

According to normal circumstances, this should be a happy scene—

The daughter brought her boyfriend to meet the parents and asked some interesting things that the girl was not convenient for her to say when she was a child. As a mother, even her stepmother was happy to tell these things to her future son-in-law. Then the family laughed very happily, and some reluctance and shyness from her daughter could be interspersed in the middle.

However, today is a Hongmen Banquet, a killing situation.

Although Xia Yu was a little sorry for Aunt Liang, he reported it to him and it was a pity that Zhang Muying died unjustly.

While Aunt Liang was telling him the story, Xia Yu secretly gave him some small secret codes.

This is already the limit he can do for Zhang Muying.

...

A little splash appeared in the corner of the wall.

Aunt Liang suddenly felt a little cold on her back, so she tightened the blanket on her body.

"It's so strange, I don't know why it suddenly became a little cold." Aunt Liang smiled at Xia Yu awkwardly.

"It seems to be a little bit." Xia Yu's heart beat.

He saw a shadow appearing on the wall, first with his upper body coming out, and then with his long hair covering his face.

Xia Yu winked at the other party, Zhang Muying, Zhang Muying, there are only so many I can help you.

"I'll go and adjust the temperature of the air conditioner."

Xiaoling said as she went to the side to find the remote control and turned the indoor temperature to 27 degrees.

Aunt Liang's condition did not seem to be relieved, but instead became more and more serious.

Inside the room, she felt colder and colder.

At the same time, Xia Yu saw Zhang Muying getting closer and closer to her when he saw her.

Zhang Muying took two steps, stopped behind Aunt Liang, and looked at the woman below with her head tilted.

come on.

You will be free after you take revenge!

Xia Yu encouraged her with his eyes.

But--

Zhang Muying just shook her head in confusion and did not choose to start.

Huh?

What's going on?

Xia Yu looked at Bai Siyan with some confusion.

The big monster was also confused.

Could it be that the amulet has not been untied?

"Cough cough." Xia Yu coughed and said to Aunt Liang, "Auntie, the necklace you are wearing is so beautiful. Can you show me a look?"

Aunt Liang was slightly stunned, then laughed happily, took off the blue necklace from her neck and handed it to Xia Yu.

Xia Yu held the necklace and sat back on the sofa, pretending to appreciate it seriously.

There is no restraint now, right?

He looked up at Zhang Muying, looking forward to her taking action.

Zhang Muying stretched out her hand and touched Aunt Liang's head, but did not take any further action.

What the hell is this?!

The result was completely beyond Xia Yu's expectations.

In other words, Aunt Liang was not the murderer who killed Zhang Muying.

The most likely one now is her half-sister Xiao Qiong.

Xia Yu stood up and signaled to Zhang Muying.

This should be right, right?

It's time to complain about revenge.

...

The two waited for about 10 o'clock, and Xiaoqiong came back with a smell of alcohol.
To be continued...