Old Master An looked at her with a gloomy eyes, obviously disbelief, "Amman, I'll say it again and tell me the truth."

He had warned them not to get rid of the girl before, but it seemed that they still didn't listen to his words.

Now, Quan Jingwu has sent people to mobilize her to take her back. Doesn’t this mean anything?

It was undoubtedly because she really did something behind her back.

Zhou Qin was dissatisfied with the old man's favoritism with Jian Qing. Now, seeing the old man pressing against his daughter, the dissatisfaction in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Dad, I told me before that Oman was going abroad. She really planned to go abroad for Xiang Cheng."

Old Master An didn't look back and said coldly, "There is no room for you to interrupt here."

One sentence directly made Zhou Qin very embarrassed.

Her face turned red, and she was so angry that she was embarrassed in front of so many people.

"Amman, for the last chance, if you don't tell the truth, if something happens later, you can do it yourself."

After throwing down his harsh words, Old Master An looked at her steadily.

A hint of hesitation and panic flashed in Amman's eyes. Before she could make a decision, a sound of footsteps rang behind her.

"Oh!"

The faint sneer drowned out of his lips and floated into everyone's ears.

“It seems to be quite lively here.”

The woman's cold voice, carrying her unique voice, came from afar.

Everyone present was very familiar with this voice.

An Yu and his men's faces changed slightly, and they subconsciously looked at the door.

Against the light, two black figures, one high and one low, approaching hand in hand.

Jian Qing's eyes swept through the living room lightly, and frost was condensed between her eyebrows and eyes. At the end, her eyes fell on Amman.

When Amman heard the familiar voice, his body had already frozen and he had not turned around, but he felt a cold feeling climbing on his back for no reason.

Impossible, why didn't she die?

How did those people help her?

"Boss, Madam!"

Shen Hao and Yi Kai shouted in unison.

When Yang Xiang and his friends heard the "Madam", a hint of jealousy and unwillingness flashed through their eyes.

An Yu looked at the hands of the two people holding their fingers not far away, and bit her lip unwillingly.

Ho, madam?

Jian Qing, a shameless bitch, had not yet married into the Quan family, so she asked others to call her wife, which was indeed what her mother said.

Jian Qing is as despicable as her mother who is a mistress.

"Let her go." Jian said lightly.

After saying that, the two bodyguards who were escorting Amman let go at the same time.

Shen Hao and Yi Kai looked at each other and made a gesture to the bodyguards knowingly.

"Boss, let's go out first."

Quan Jingwu raised his chin and said no.

Shen Hao and the others took the bodyguards to retreat and guarded outside the door.

"Girl Qing, you..." After not seeing Jian Qing for a long time, Old Master An couldn't help but smile.

Jian Qing's face was faint, as if he had returned to the indifference he had just come to the capital.

"Old Master An."

She shouted alienatedly, and the smile on the corner of Mr. An's mouth was stained with bitterness.

Qiu Bo looked at it, his eyes flashed.

Miss Qing finally got closer to the master. Now, because of Amman, I guess I have to go back to before liberation overnight.

"Amman, I heard that you are divorced. I haven't had time to congratulate you yet, why are you in a hurry to go abroad?"

Jian Qing's red lips curled lightly, and her dark ink pupils were chilling.

Can you still congratulate me on divorce?

Zhou Qin couldn't see it, and glared at Jian Qing with dissatisfaction, but did not dare to speak out.

Amman turned around slowly, and his hands couldn't help but clenched when his beautiful face appeared in his eyes.

No, she can't panic.

Maybe Jian Qing was deliberately trying to cheat her, so she couldn't get rid of herself first.

She took a deep breath and said, "Congratulations, there is no need to, Jian Qing, I'm in a hurry to take my son abroad for treatment. You asked me to come to the old house. What do you mean?"

She has thoroughly seen what it means to turn around and tell lies with her eyes open.

Jian Qing was not in a hurry, raised his eyes and glanced at Xiang Cheng, pretending to be surprised, "It turns out that you are planning to take your son to treat him. I thought you were planning to go abroad to find a Feng Shui treasure land for your son and yourself to end your life."

When it comes to poisonous tongue, Miss Jian is absolutely invincible.

Feng Shui treasure land, and this life will be over.

Isn’t this an obvious curse of Amman and Xiang Cheng?

Whoever is said this will probably not be in a good mood.

Amman was the same. Her face seemed to be as ugly as if she was stepping on her stool, but she did not dare to act rashly due to her inconspicuous thoughts.

However, her ability to tolerate does not mean that others can tolerate it.

Zhou Qin looked unhappy and jumped out to protect Amman, and regarded herself as an elder, "Jian Qing, how did you speak? Is this your upbringing to the elders in your family?"

This dead girl, sooner or later she will tear her mouth apart.

"In this broad daylight, I'd better be clear-headed. Don't just catch up with relatives when I see people." Jian Qing said slowly.

Zhou Qin's face turned blue and purple in anger. She was about to attack, but was blocked by Jian Qing's next words.

"Sorry, I'm not very patient and I don't have the time to talk to you."

Before he finished speaking, Amman's breathing slowed down a few beats.

The next second, a cold voice exploded in her ears, and her heart was instantly pulled.

"Amman, it's time to settle our accounts."

Amman stepped back almost invisible, his voice trying to keep calm, "I don't understand what you are saying."

Jian Qing let go of Quan Jingwu's hand and slowly walked to her.

Every step I took seemed to be stepping on Amman's heart.

She went in and Amman retreated.

It stopped until the knee hole hit the edge of the coffee table.

Amman looked up, accidentally met her dark eyes, and turned his head almost reflexively, not daring to look at her.

"Amman, I never thought of dealing with you so soon, but you were going to come to your door to seek death, so I just made it work for you."

Jian Qing put his hands in his pockets, and the cold voice made people shudder.

Amman lowered his head and was silent.

Seeing this, Old Master An even confirmed his guess.

"Qing girl, did Amman do something to you?" he asked tentatively.

Jian Qing's eyes fell on Amman without a trace, and a cold smile was on the corner of her mouth, "Amman, do you want to say it yourself, or I will say it for you, huh?"

Forced to the point of no way out, Amman suddenly raised his head and pushed Jian Qing hard with both hands, "I, I don't understand what you are saying, don't frame me."

Her sudden actions scared everyone.

Her explosive strength was so great that she pushed Jian Qing back a few steps.

Jian Qing stood firmly and hit a strong chest on his back.

The familiar aura of the man was shrouded in the tip of her nose, and a low and magnetic voice came from above.

"Are you injured?"

Jian Qing turned his head, met his purple eyes that had closed the stars, raised his lips and smiled, "It's okay."

Quan Jingwu held her, looked at Amman with a cold eyes as deep as a cold pond, and a little bit of hostility appeared in his eyes.

"You're looking for death!"

The cold sound fell, and the air around it cooled down sharply, making people feel as if they were in the Arctic ice field.

It can be seen that Quan Jingwu was really interested in killing Amman at this time.

Amman's hands hanging beside him trembled, and he dared not move.

"Xiao Jing!"

Her soft voice penetrated in, holding his big hand, and the frost above the handsome man instantly faded away most of the frost.

"A person like her is not worthy of your anger."

Quan Jingwu held her hand and looked down at her, "But she hurt you."

Jian Qing knew that what he was talking about was not only what Amman just pushed her, but also what Amman hired a killer to assassinate her.

Her eyebrows and eyes bent and said softly, "I will deal with her hard later. Can you avenge you?"

Her voice was not loud or small, making everyone look confused.

Avenge Quan Jingwu?

What's going on?

Quan Jingwu glanced at Amman with cold eyes, and pursed his thin lips tightly, "Yeah".

After comforting him, Jian Qing then looked at Amman and said, "Amman, actually, there is a question. I'm quite curious. How much did you give the Blood Killing Alliance to let them do your business, huh?"

When he heard the three words "Blood Killing Alliance", a glimmer flashed deep in Amman's eyes.

"What are you talking nonsense, what is the Blood Killing Alliance? What is that? I have never heard of it." She refused to admit it stubbornly.

Jian Qing smiled sarcastically, "Amman, if you dare to do it, you must be aware of it. I don't know. Who borrowed your courage to hire a killer to assassinate me, huh?"

Killer, assassination, two consecutive words shocked Old Master An and others.

"Amman, what the Qing girl said is true. Did you hire a killer to assassinate her?" Old Master An came to his senses and asked in anger.

Zhou Qin didn't expect that this would happen, and she didn't dare to speak casually for a while.

"No, I don't, it's her who is slandering me, it's her." Amman shook his head and denied, "What kind of killer, I don't know at all. Jian Qing is making up for it, she wants to wrongly accuse me."

Old Master An is old and his heart is as clear as a mirror.

Who is lying, it is clear at a glance.

He stepped forward, waved his big hand with a thick calluse and fell down.

In the blink of an eye, a crisp slap echoed in the living room.

"Ba--"

An Yu and his group were startled and shivered.

A slap made Amman's ear buzz, and the red marks of his five fingers were clearly printed on his cheek.

Her eyes were dull and she raised her hand to cover her face.

Old Master An looked at her with disappointment, and his big hand felt a little numb.

"Amman, why did you take what I said to you before, do you think of it as an insult? How dare you do something like hiring a killer? Have your rationality and conscience been chewed by dogs?"

Amman came to his senses and met the fire in Old Master An's eyes. He felt a sense of grievance and resentment in his heart. "Grandpa, you believe whatever Jian Qing said. This bias is not so biased. I am the legitimate bloodline of the An family. You would rather believe her, an outsider than believe me once, I..."

"Outsider, who said she was an outsider?" Old Master An shouted sternly, "I tell you that Jian Qing and Jian Luo are both my An family's genealogy, and the legitimate An family bloodline. If anyone dares to say that they are outsiders, I will expel you from An's family completely."

Jian Qing looked at Old Master An quietly, and she didn't understand why Old Master An always said that she and Luo Luo were An's family members, as if he really had some evidence in his hands.

What secrets are hidden in this?

Amman put down his hand, and his swollen cheeks looked ferocious and terrifying.

"Grandpa, no matter what, I didn't do it, I just didn't do it."

Gedi, a sneer overflowed.

"Amman, I think you won't cry until you see the coffin."

Amman turned to look at her and refused to change her words, "Jian Qing, you want to frame me, but I can't do anything about it. As for the Blood Killing Alliance you mentioned, I don't know."

Jian Qing laughed sarcastically.

She didn't recognize her, she had some ways to make her admit it obediently.

"Amman, even if your waste son is thrown abroad for treatment, there is no hope. Why don't I do it for you once and for all?"

Hit the snake and hit seven inches.

Didn’t she regard Xiang Cheng as her life?

Then she took Xiang Cheng to perform surgery.

When talking about Xiang Cheng, Amman's face became ferocious, "What do you want to do?"

"Xiang Cheng hasn't gone out for so long, so why don't I ask him to take him to the tropical rainforest? The air there is fresh and it should be suitable for him to recover from his injuries." Jian Qingfeng said lightly, as if he was talking to her about the weather today.

On the side, Zhou Qin and others frowned.

Xiang Cheng is now relying on medicine to support him and throw him to the rarely visited tropical rainforest. It is estimated that he will be able to kill him in less than a day.

Jian Qingbing clearly made it on purpose.

"Dare you?" Amman gritted his teeth.

Jian Qing spread his hands and smiled innocently, "What's there to dare to do?"

Amman couldn't help but curse the killer of the Blood Killing Alliance. She spent so much money, but Jian Qing came back with a slutty hooves.

This group of useless waste.

"Amman, it doesn't matter if you don't admit it. I have evidence of your deal with the Blood Killing Alliance." Jian Qing said

Upon hearing this, Amman was shocked.

Before she could speak, Jian Qing said again, "I have someone handed over the evidence to the police. You can stay in prison for the next day."

As an An family, she will be in a smooth life and live a superior life. Letting her stay in a dark cell will probably make her feel more uncomfortable than killing her.

This time she has to settle the accounts with her mother's grudges and Xiao Jing's injuries.

"Prison?" Zhou Qin exclaimed in surprise.

"Jian Qing, you're crazy."

How could the An family be caught in prison? If this is spread, how could the An family be able to hold their heads up?

Jian Qing ignored her and looked at Amman with deep eyes.

"Aman, please speak quickly. No one should rely on you for anything we have never done. Tell me quickly." Zhou Qin walked over and pulled her arm and shook it.

Amman lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and remained silent.

The more silent she became, the more anxious Zhou Qin became.

She raised her voice and urged, "Aman, what are you thinking? Try to explain."

Amman was unmoved, and Yu Guang looked at the fruit knife placed on the fruit plate on the coffee table, and his eyes darkened.

While everyone was relaxing their guard, she snatched the fruit knife suddenly, and the sharp blade flashed with cold light, which looked a little dazzling under the light.

"Jian Qing, go and die."

She roared wildly, and raised the fruit knife and stabbed Jian Qing directly into the heart.

At this point, she has nothing to hide.

As early as when she called the Blood-killing Alliance, she was in a state of no one to answer. At that moment, she knew that things were out of her control.

Especially when she saw Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu appear together, she knew that she could not escape this disaster.

Even if she dies, she will still pull up Jian Qing, the bitch.

"Girl Qing!" Old Master An's face was pale, his body shook, and he couldn't stand it.

Qiu Bo rushed up quickly and held him so that he would not fall.

Quan Jingwu's purple eyes suddenly sank, and the resentment emitted from his whole body made everyone breathless. He raised his hand to pinch Amman's wrist and broke it hard.

"ah--"

Amman's face wrinkled, and a shrill scream floated out of his mouth.

"bump--"

The knife slid from her hand and hit the ground, making a crisp sound.

A hint of disgust flashed between Quan Jingwu's cold eyebrows, and his big hand shook hard, and Amman was thrown to the ground like a rag.

Amman couldn't help but let out a painful hum as his knee hit the cold marble floor.

This scene hit An Yu and his men's eyes, their mouths opened slightly, but they didn't close for a long time.

Zhao Xuan looked at it, a pity flashed deep in her eyes.

In my heart, I couldn't help but curse Amman's speed too slowly. How great would it be if that knife really hit Jian Qing.

Seeing that Jian Qing was fine, Old Master An breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Amman who was slumped on the ground with a pale face.

Jian Qing leaned in Quan Jingwu's arms, with no fear on her delicate face.

Quan Jingwu looked down at the person in his arms, his thin lips opened gently, and his words were chilling, "Good baby, don't be soft-hearted."

If it weren't for his baby's desire to play, he would have shot her just now.

Jian Qing chuckled, tiptoed, and kissed the corner of his lips comfortably.

"good."

Xiao Jing is about to become a tyrant, and she doesn't have the patience to continue playing with Amman.

She pulled out of his arms, picked up the knife that fell from the ground, and then raised her foot and walked towards Amman.

Amman lowered his head and held his injured wrist with a painful face.

Seeing a pair of white canvas shoes stopping in front of her, she looked up and met the pair of eyes that were quenched with ice slags, and she was panicked.

"What do you want to do?"

Jian Qing chuckled lightly, but her smile was not enough to reach her eyes. She squatted down and raised her hand to Amman's shoulder.

The light force made Amman unable to break free.

Amman could no longer maintain his calmness when he looked at the knife in her hand.

Jian Qing held the knife and pressed the cold blade against her cheek. Amman swallowed, not daring to move.

"you……"

Jian Qing smiled lightly, "Amman, you sent someone to assassinate me, which hurt Xiao Jing. You said, how should I punish you better?"

"Jian Qing, don't be impulsive, killing is illegal." Zhou Qin looked at the knife pressing against her daughter's face and said with a trembling voice.

Jian Qing sneered, "It turns out that you also know that killing is illegal, so why didn't you teach your daughter well?"

She said without any haste, making Zhou Qin speechless.

At this time, she couldn't help but complain about her daughter's impulse and recklessness.

Seeing the woman's delicate face, Amman felt resentment and resentment in his heart was about to break out, "Jian Qing, it's all your fault. If you don't come back, my family will be happy. It's your appearance. I divorced, my son became disabled, I have nothing, it's all your fault. Why do you want to come back? You have disappeared for seventeen years, why do you still want to destroy our peaceful life?"

She roared and cursed, staring at Jian Qing with scarlet eyes.

"Are you finished?" Jian Qing looked at her calmly with her eyes.

He was tired, and Amman's chest was undulating.

"It's my turn to say it." Jian Qing grabbed her collar and lifted her up suddenly.

Amman was startled and looked panicked.

Jian Qing grabbed her collar with one hand and pressed the knife with the other hand against her neck. Her eyes turned cold, "Why am I back? Don't you know?"

She raised her eyes and glanced at Zhou Qin, and said in a calm voice, "If it weren't for you, my mother wouldn't have died. Now why do you have the nerve to ask me why I'm back?"

Of course, she came back to settle the debts they owed with them. Is this still necessary to ask?

Zhou Qin quickly lowered her head, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.

This is the first time Jian Qing directly tear her face and mentioned the incident seventeen years ago.

"Amman, now we will calculate the debt you owe me. Xiao Jing was injured and I want you to pay it back ten times."

Before she finished speaking, the knife in her hand moved.

The sharp blade flashed with cold light and shook past everyone's eyes, and then a harsh scream followed.

"ah--"

Bright red blood dripped on the ground, and An Yu and his friends subconsciously covered their eyes and did not dare to look at them.

The first knife mark was scratched on Amman's arm.

The second knife mark struck her cheek.

The third knife mark fell on her waist.

...

He raised his hand and fell from the knife, and ten scars fell on Amman's body. Jian Qing then stopped.

As for Zhou Qin, she was already stunned, and her feet could not lift as if they were filled with lead.

But from her pale face and trembling lips, she was obviously scared.

Old Master An turned his sight long ago when Jian Qing took the first blow. He knew that Amman was asking for trouble this time.

Seventeen years ago he had let them go once, and now he can't help them anymore.

The silver blade was stained with blood, Jian Qing threw down the knife and let go of Amman.

As soon as she got together, she was entangled in a warm embrace.

The man surrounded her from behind, holding a tissue in his hand to wipe her hands, and rubbed her fingers very carefully.

"Don't do this kind of thing yourself next time, it's too dirty."

"But I want to avenge you personally." Jian Qing raised his head, blinked his bright eyes, and said with a smile on his lips.

Quan Jingwu paused her hands and raised her thin lips.

"Fool."

"You are stupid." Jian Qing glanced at him and snorted.

He always says that she is stupid, but she is obviously very smart, okay?

The two of them were in love with each other, but compared with this, Amman was desolate.

She fell to the ground covered in blood, but no one went up to help her.

Although Jian Qing did not hurt her vital points, it was definitely enough for her to drink a pot.

Not far away, Xiang Cheng was sitting on the sofa, his pupils widened and stared in Amman's direction, and a trace of worry and grief flashed in his eyes.

Over the past few days, he had long understood that there would be no one else in the world except his mother.

If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have hired a killer to assassinate Jian Qing.

All of this is his fault in the end.

Now, it's too late to say anything...

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