Jiang Qiaoqiao lived a glorious life, only to be killed by her own mother and adopted daughter on her fortieth birthday. Her three brothers helped dismember and bury her remains.
When she ope...
All she had to do was chop Zhang Wei up and secretly dump the body in a place where gang fights frequently took place; the Hong Kong police would only assume that Zhang Wei had been killed in a gang fight.
They simply won't investigate further.
Jiang Yiran had already done dismemberment in her previous life, so doing it again now was not difficult at all.
Just like in her previous life, she felt a strange sense of pleasure as she chopped up Zhang Wei's corpse.
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Yang Qiaoqiao was naturally unaware of what had happened in Beicheng and Gangcheng.
Yang Qiaoqiao and her husband, along with their two children, spent the entire day sightseeing with several elders.
Grandpa Xia, Grandma Xia, Yue Rongzheng, and Su Pan all wanted to buy whatever they saw for the two little ones.
By the end of the day, the two little ones had made a fortune.
An'an is a bit of a penny-pincher, and seeing that everyone bought her so many things, she wasn't as stingy with her smile as usual. She grinned, revealing her two little rabbit teeth, and laughed heartily.
Seeing his sister happy, and also because he had received a new toy, Lele couldn't stop smiling.
The two little ones, who had been excited all day, didn't fall asleep until evening, when the family went to a private room at the Haicheng Grand Hotel for dinner, when they were completely exhausted.
When Yang Qiaoqiao got home, she was completely exhausted.
She genuinely felt that shopping was more tiring than working.
Back in her room, she threw herself onto the bed and didn't want to move.
Huo Beixiao walked in, and seeing her like that, a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.
He then walked over to her and picked her up in his arms.
Yang Qiaoqiao looked at the man warily, "What are you doing?"
Huo Beixiao raised an eyebrow at her slightly.
Yang Qiaoqiao seemed to instantly understand the two words he hadn't said.
A whimsical, colorful image flashed through her mind, and she couldn't help but blush.