In fact, at the beginning Song Jian was still fantasizing about whether he could confess everything to Zhu Min in private. Considering that he had been with him for so many years, maybe there was still a glimmer of hope.
At that time, bribe Han Ningchu and ask her to help destroy the evidence of the private transaction.
Even if he confronted the young master face to face and he refused to admit his mistake, I don't think he would dare to kill him under the authority of the head of the family.
After hearing about the relationship between the young master and Han Ningchu, the last line of defense in his heart collapsed.
He didn't think that his value in the heart of the Han family's patriarch could compare to that of the young master of the Zhu family, not to mention that the young master was her bedmate.
After struggling for only a moment, Song Jian finally chose the only remaining way to survive.
He glanced at Zhu Qing meaningfully and cleared his throat unconsciously.
"Master... I actually think what Master Qi said makes sense." Song Jian's smile was stiff, and there was an obvious tremor in his voice.
It is truly shocking.
In an instant, all eyes, including Zhu Min's, were focused on Song Jian, staring at him with a "what the hell are you talking about" look.
“Ahem…”
Even Zhu Min was so frightened that he was choked by the smoke in his mouth and coughed violently a few times.
With tears in his eyes, he threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground.
Two maids rushed over to pick up the unextinguished cigarette butts, wiped the floor spotlessly clean, and then left.
When Song Jian saw that the maid who was mopping the floor was the same maid who had just handed him the paper, his eyes became unusually firm.
Gritting his teeth, he smiled at Zhu Min and said, "Yes, I think the young master's ability is obvious to all. I really think it's a bit unreasonable to not have the young master at an occasion like today."
Zhu Min was stunned at first, then leaned forward on the chair, with disbelief flashing in his eyes.
He suddenly chuckled and shifted his gaze to Zhu Qing who was sitting on the side, with an expression of watching the fun.
The shock on Zhu Qing's face had not yet dissipated. He touched his chin and stared at Song Jian and said, "Uncle Song Jian, you... have been stimulated by something? Do you know what you just said?"
"Don't worry, young master. I'm not old enough to be confused. I remember everything I said."
Song Jian, who was usually timid than a mouse, looked at Zhu Qing without fear. However, his trembling double chin proved that he was still scared.
Zhu Qing's face suddenly darkened and he stared at Song Jian with venomous eyes, speechless for a moment.
This fat guy actually dared to confront me?
"Hey, things are getting interesting."
Zhu Chi, who loved to watch the fun, clapped his hands excitedly, his tone full of sarcasm, and anyone who heard it would want to punch him in the face.
"I agree with Mr. Song. The young master has helped me a lot since he came back. Patriarch, why don't you let the young master..."
A middle-aged woman with an elegant temperament, a well-maintained figure and skin, who was sitting not far away, smiled faintly.
Her words pushed the atmosphere in the banquet hall to a climax, and immediately there was constant whispering from below.
This woman's name is Li Peizhen. She is cold-blooded and cruel, and is one of the most powerful people in the Zhu family.
It's no exaggeration to say that she is the big sister of the Zhuchi faction. Such a person is now speaking for the young master?
Zhu Chi, who was gloating just now, almost burst into tears on the spot.
My mind went blank and I thought to myself that something was wrong.
Speaking of it, the relationship between Li Peizhen and myself is not like that between Zhu Qing and Song Jian. Rather than saying that she supports me, it would be more appropriate to say that the two of us are in a cooperative relationship.
Now Zhu Chi is not yet at the point where he can completely command Li Peizhen.
Zhu Min, who had been silent since Song Jian started talking, smiled: "I understand. I will think about it carefully when I go back tonight."
"Let's not talk about Xiao Mo for now. I've already seen everything he wanted me to see."
The brothers Zhu Qing and Zhu Chi were obviously in a low mood in the following time.
Zhu Min also continued to discuss the internal affairs of the Zhu family, leaving the other members of the Zhu family aside, as if they did not exist.
"Tsk, we agreed to have a family dinner but ended up talking about business." Zhu Si shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Father...my stomach hurts." Zhu Nan gritted his teeth and looked at Zhu Si. Looking at Zhu Si's ashen face, he couldn't help but reveal a bit of fear.
After walking out of the banquet hall, Zhu Nan ran to the bathroom with his buttocks tucked under his arms.
"Oh, really. It's all because I was too focused on the conversation outside the door. I don't think I cleared it up and left half of it inside."
After jogging for a long time, Zhu Nan finally found the bathroom. As soon as he stepped in, he was frightened by a dull thumping sound.
Looking sideways, I saw a figure standing in front of the sink. He violently grabbed her long black hair with one hand, and repeatedly swung the hammer in his other hand, hitting her fiercely again and again...
Suddenly, a strong smell of blood filled the air.
The bright red blood splashed on the glass on the sink like ink, reflecting the glaring scarlet flowers.
Drop by drop, blood flowed down the man's white fingers, and the sound of dripping on the ground was chilling.
“Ahhh…”
Zhu Nan's terrified face was covered with sweat and he let out bursts of creepy screams.
He supported himself on the ground with his hands, wanting to quickly escape from this place of trouble.
Perhaps, by the time that person reacted, the hammer head, still stained with blood, would have fallen on his head.
The scream startled the man and he slowly turned his head.
There was no warmth in those eyes, so cold that it made people feel scared.
There were a few drops of blood on his handsome and fair face. That angular and perfect face looked so hideous in Zhu Nan's eyes.
The man took off his black suit jacket and threw it into the sink. He looked at Zhu Nan and raised his lips slightly: "Zhu Nan?"
Zhu Nan was trembling with fear, surprised that the man knew his name: "Please... don't kill me..."
The handsome young man in front of him had a slightly wider curve at the corner of his mouth, and his leather shoes had stained a pool of blood on the floor.
He walked slowly over and squatted in front of Zhu Nan, rubbing his head with his bloodstained hand and whispered: "What are you talking about? I am your brother Zhu Mo, why would I kill you?"
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