"Chunhua, have the servants drag him away. It would be so unlucky if he died in front of my door!"
Jiang Qingqing clapped her hands and wiped them carefully with a handkerchief. Then she went back home with Jiang Tiantian in her arms, smiling.
"Qing, Qingqing, don't, don't go, I was wrong, I was really wrong..."
Jiang Junfan stretched out his hand in despair, looking at Jiang Qingqing's cold and resolute back, his heart was broken.
Why, why!
Doesn’t Jiang Qingqing love herself the most and is obsessed with herself?
When did she change?
It seems... it started after the youngest Tiantian was born.
When she looked at him, there were many emotions in her eyes that he could not understand. However, at that time, he was completely focused on Murong Yue and did not take it to heart.
Thinking back carefully, it turns out that everything has a traceable path...
…
at the same time.
Murong Yue's bedroom is in Yuehua Palace.
"How's the matter going?" Murong Yue lay sideways on the chaise longue, looking leisurely at the men in black under her command.
"My Lord..." The man in black was halfway through his words when Murong Yue gave him a cold look, so he immediately changed his words.
"Reporting to Her Majesty, the fire in the mansion has been put out. No one is alive except Jiang Junfan and his mother!" The man in black said respectfully.
"Where is that loser Jiang Junfan?" Murong Yue asked indifferently.
"He escaped, he escaped," the man in black replied tremblingly. "But please rest assured, Your Majesty. I'm sending people to look for him. We'll definitely capture him within three days!"
The man in black assured righteously.
"Waste! You said that!"
"If I don't see Jiang Junfan in three days, you will become my meal." Murong Yue glanced at the man in black with ill intent and licked her lips.
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