Chapter 59: The Shattered Corpse

Jin Qiumei looked at Yuan Qingqing with a smug smile: "It seems you lost."

Yuan Qingqing looked up at Jin Qiumei's smiling face, and the originally gloomy expression on her face turned completely dark.

With just one glance, Yuan Qingqing knew that the person who died outside was not her beautiful mother.

She felt relieved.

Yuan replied calmly: "Look carefully, what kind of skirt the corpse is wearing."

Jin Qiumei turned her head to look at the body on the ground outside. Although she could only see the lower half of the body, her skirt was rolled up.

But you can see some wavy hems instead of the straight hems of cheongsams.

White, with a wavy skirt...

He Wanqing!

"impossible!"

Jin Qiumei immediately put away the smug smile on her face and ran outside.

But before she saw the body, a servant came over with a pale face.

"Madam, the eldest lady fell down from the building."

Jin Qiumei stopped and couldn't help but smile again: "He Wanbai fell down?"

The eldest daughter of the He family now is He Wanbai.

Hahaha, He Wanbai finally died!

Her daughter has a good fate, which has finally stabilized and will never change in her life!

It’s a good thing that He Wanbai died!

The servant quickly said, "It's not this young lady, it's your daughter, Miss Wanqing."

The maid had been calling He Wanqing the eldest lady for a long time, and it took her a while for her to change her name.

Jin Qiumei's body was staggering and she was about to fall. She shouted "Impossible" again and staggered into the crowd of onlookers.

The corpse was actually He Wanqing!

When Jin Qiumei saw the intact body, her mind went blank. She wanted to scream, but when she opened her mouth only silence came out.

Her daughter, He Wanqing, was lying in a pool of blood, her head in a strange position, her neck broken, her brains and blood all over the floor.

His eyeballs were bulging out and he died with his eyes open.

One of the legs was missing, and the skirt was rolled up, leaving only panties.

He died without any dignity or honor.

"Xiaoqing." Jin Qiumei staggered over and knelt directly in front of He Wanqing.

With trembling hands, she pulled He Wanqing's skirt up.

Jin Qiumei reached out to hug He Wanqing, but her hands were shaking so much that she didn't know where to start.

No matter where I touch it, it hurts.

"Xiaoqing, get up and hug your mother."

"Xiaoqing, please don't lie down. The floor is dirty. You love cleanliness and beauty the most."

"Xiaoqing, call mom..."

Jin Qiumei's heart was as shattered as He Wanqing's body.

She couldn't cry out loud, but her tears kept falling.

The bystanders sighed and talked about it.

"He was fine, why did he suddenly fall from the building?"

"It's so pitiful that he died at such a young age."

Yuan Qingqing stood in the crowd, with a world-weary little face, looking coldly at Jin Qiumei who was so grief-stricken that she lost her voice.

Yuan Gungun squeezed to Yuan Qingqing's side, and saw the corpse in a pool of blood, and gasped in fear.

This was the first time she had seen such a mangled body up close.

Yuan Gungun immediately covered Yuan Qingqing's eyes with trembling hands: "Qingqing, don't look."

It was too bloody, and she was afraid that Yuan Qingqing would have a nightmare after seeing it.

Yuan gently grasped Yuan Gungun's hand: "Sister, don't be afraid."

Yuan Gungun still covered Yuan Qingqing's hand tightly: "I'm not afraid, it's you who is afraid, don't look."

Yuan Qingqing: "Well, I'm scared, I won't watch it."

[Sister Taiping is not afraid, her hands are shaking like Parkinson's. ]

Yuan Gungun: ...

[Yuan Qingqing: Fortunately, it was He Wanqing who died. If it was a pretty mother, the ones kneeling there crying would be Sister Taiping, my stepfather, and my three brothers.]

【Then the whole family is not short-lived, but the whole family has gone crazy. 】

[It is easy to cure a short-lived ghost, but it is difficult to cure a madman. ]

Since she didn't mention herself, Yuan Gungun couldn't help but ask her, "What about you?"

"Um?"

Yuan Gungun said, "I just heard the maid say that the eldest daughter fell down from the building. I thought it was my mother. If it was my mother lying there, what would you do?"

Yuan thought about it for a moment, but still felt embarrassed to say, "...Well, just cry a few times, as a token of your appreciation?"

The blue and white porcelain vase is exquisite and will not shed tears.

[If my beautiful mother lies in a pool of blood today, I will kill all those who harmed her and bury them with her! ]

Yuan Gungun’s eyes widened: ???

My lovely sister is so cruel?

[Yuan Qingqing: After I kill everyone, I will cuddle with my beautiful mother.]

Yuan Gungun: ...

My lovely sister has such a strong taste?

[Yuan Qingqing: The corpse stinks, I don’t want to get close to it, but I can get close to my beautiful mother’s ghost.]

Yuan Gungun: ...

Well, she couldn't keep up with her lovely sister's leaps of thought.

He Wanqing's death did not affect the two sisters' conversation at all.

Jin Qiumei couldn't believe it, and didn't want to believe that her daughter, who had just talked to her and called her mother half an hour ago, was dead just like that.

But even if she doesn't believe it, she has to believe it.

The mutilated body just lay there.

Jin Qiumei could accurately hear Yuan's gentle and calm voice amidst the noisy sounds.

She stood up suddenly and ran to Yuan Qingqing: "You murderer!"

Speaking angrily, Jin Qiumei raised her hand and was about to slap Yuan Qingqing in the face.

Before Yuan Qingqing could make a move, Yuan Gungun pushed Jin Qiumei hard.

"Push your mother, try to touch my sister!"

Yuan Gungun didn't use much strength, but Jin Qiumei was pushed far away, her feet stepped on the bloody beach, and she slipped and sat on the head of He Wanqing's corpse.

It was already broken into pieces, and when she sat down on it, it broke even further.

"Yuan Qingqing! Ahhhh! Give me back my daughter's life. I'm going to kill you!"

At this moment, Jin Qiumei finally roared in hatred.

Yuan Gungun rolled his eyes and said, "I was the one who pushed you. Why are you calling my sister's name, you old woman with a muddled mind!"

Yuan Qingqing hid behind Yuan Gungun and nodded vigorously: "That's right."

Yuan said gently and kindly: "Don't let your butt be your daughter's head. Don't sit on it and accidentally kick it like a ball."

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Jin Qiumei shouted angrily as she got up from the ground.

"What's going on?"

When Mr. He heard the commotion, he rushed over, and the crowd of onlookers automatically made way for him.

Also coming were He Wanqing's children, Qin Chao and Qin Yu.

When they saw He Wanqing's body, they both cried out "Mom" in grief.

Mr. He was also stunned and fell silent. This was the daughter he had raised for fifty years.

Even if she is a stepdaughter, the decades of raising and loving her are not fake!

When I suddenly saw her body, my heart ached.

When Jin Qiumei saw him, she started to cry loudly: "Lao He, our daughter is dead, Xiaoqing was murdered!"

Mr. He's face was gloomy: "Check, close all exits, no one can go in but out!"

"Whoever dares to kill my daughter, I will bury his entire family with him!"

Jin Qiumei pointed at Yuan Qingqing with rage in her eyes: "It was her! She killed our daughter!"

Mr. He turned around and looked at Yuan Qingqing, frowning in disbelief: "She?"

With such an innocent face, she killed someone?

It's almost as if someone else killed her.

Mr. He didn't doubt Yuan Qingqing at all.

Yuan blinked lightly and smiled: "She said I killed her, so that's it."

"Grandpa, you are a member of my whole family. Do you want to die first and be buried with me?"

[If my stingy grandfather dares to doubt me, even the slightest suspicion, I will not deal with my vicious stepmother and wait for my stingy grandfather to have a stroke out of anger!

Then I took care of the vicious stepmother who managed the family property, and then I pushed my stingy grandfather out to get wet in the rain on rainy days, to get out to get cold on typhoon days, and to wear short sleeves on snowy days...】

He Laozi: ...

Master He turned around and scolded Jin Qiumei: "You are crazy, she looks so weak, she can't even step on an ant, how can she kill someone?"

Yuan Gungun nodded: "That's right, my sister is so weak and kind that she wouldn't even step on an ant to death, how could she possibly kill someone?"

Yuan Qingqing: ...

[Well, I don't step on ants. I usually find an ant nest, boil some water for a while, and then pour it down to kill them.]

[I don’t kill people either, that’s against the law, but it’s not against the law for ghosts to kill people. ]

Yuan Gun Gun's selective deafness: ...

Mr. He is old, hard of hearing and can no longer hear.

He Wanbai squeezed through the crowd, stood next to Yuan Qingqing, and looked at Jin Qiumei coldly.

"You have to produce evidence to accuse my daughter of murder, otherwise it's slander."

Jin Qiumei looked at He Wanbai who was standing in front of her, and she changed into a bright red one-line skirt.

Revealing her snow-white skin, with faint red marks that could not be hidden.

This is clearly a hickey!

That means that all her previous plans were successful, except for He Wanbai's death, which turned into the death of her daughter!

Jin Qiumei suddenly lost her mind and pointed at He Wanbai angrily: "Why are you still alive?"

"Why are you the one who is alive, and not you the one who is dead?"

"Did you kill my daughter?"

Jin Qiumei cried and shouted: "Lao He, she was the one who killed our daughter. Please kill her and avenge our daughter!"

Grandpa He looked at He Wanbai. He had been treating his biological daughter badly since she was disobedient and rebellious when she was a child.

His affection for her was just average.

He Wanbai has become even more aggressive recently, making the house full of smoky air.

He had used a bone-chopping knife before and almost killed Jin Qiumei.

Mr. He was suspicious and asked He Wanbai: "Where did you go just now?"

He Wanbai's face suddenly darkened: "I'm in the room."

Yuan gently pulled He Wanbai to her side and looked up at Grandpa He: "Grandpa believes her?"

[Is there something wrong with the stingy grandfather's brain? He doesn't trust his own biological daughter, but trusts a vicious stepmother who is after his money? ]

[No wonder he got a stroke from being angry. His brain got flooded and he had a seizure. It was all his fault, his stingy grandfather! ]

[When stingy grandpa dies, pretty mom won’t collect his body, just let him rot there to avoid polluting the land.]

He Wanbai heard it clearly and nodded in agreement.

Yes, if this scumbag father dares to doubt her for a moment, just like Qingqing said, he won’t even let him collect his body even if he dies!

He Laoye heard it all and couldn't help but curl his lips: "Jin Qiumei, you always suspect Xiaobai of doing something when something goes wrong. You are such a good stepmother."

He Wanbai looked at He Laoyezi in surprise: "Do you believe that I didn't kill him?"

The sun rises from the west?

Mr. He glared at her: "Don't I know what kind of personality you have? Of course I believe you."

If she didn't believe her, her precious granddaughter would start to hate him.

He Wanbai laughed: "Since Jin Qiumei and her daughter came in, you have never believed me. Even when there was a pile of shit in the toilet, you believed that I didn't flush it."

If it weren’t for her scumbag father’s distrust of her and his excessive preference for He Wanqing.

How could she be so easily fooled by Jin Qiumei's nonsense, thinking that they were not biological mother and daughter, but better than biological mother and daughter.

Mr. He was embarrassed.

Is this true?

This is too petty. He can hold a grudge for decades over such a trivial matter!

Jin Qiumei saw that they could still discuss a pile of shit while her daughter was lying in a pool of blood.

No one cared that her daughter died, no one cared that He Wanqing died!

Jin Qiumei was almost going crazy. She had lost all her rationality and was shouting loudly.

"He Wanbai, you were the one who killed Xiaoqing."

"Xiaoqing must have discovered your affair with Qin Yaoguang, and you became vicious and pushed her down the stairs!"

He Wanbai said coldly: "Who wants to have an affair with Qin Yaoguang? He's so greasy that I'll vomit just by looking at him..."

Yuan gently pulled He Wanbai and said, "Let me tell you."

[The beautiful mother is not good enough in verbal combat. If she continues like this, she will only end up in self-affirmation.]

【Protect beautiful mothers, start with me! 】

Yuan Qingqing looked at Jin Qiumei: "Why do you say that my mother knew about the affair with Qin Yaoguang in advance?"

"I'm also wondering, why did your first reaction when the servant said someone fell from the building was that my mother was dead?"

Yuan gently clasped his hands around his chest, looked down at Jin Qiumei, and spoke sharply.

"Jin Qiumei, you plotted against my mother and wanted to kill her, but now you've got your own daughter killed, right?"

Jin Qiumei was hit by this and said in a sharp voice: "That's my biological daughter. How could I possibly kill her?"

Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Because the person you want to kill is my beautiful mother."

After that, she said, "Your corpse daughter also participated in it, and ended up hitting her own feet with a rock, and she fell to death."

Yuan Qingqing called Jin Qiumei "dead daughter" lightly, which broke Jin Qiumei's defense and made her scream loudly.

"Yuan Qingqing, you killed my daughter, please show me some respect!"

Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Don't just make empty statements to identify the murderer. If there is evidence, then show it. If there is no evidence, then hurry up and collect your daughter's body."

"Don't worry about your other leg, or the dog will eat it."

Yuan Qingqing respects life, but seeing someone trying to harm her beautiful mother's life, she is already very respectful even if she farts!

Jin Qiumei looked at the kiss marks on He Wanbai's neck and believed that she must have been with Qin Yaoguang.

He Wanqing was already dead, she absolutely could not let He Wanbai have an easy time!

Even if He Wanqing seems to have nothing to do with He Wanbai, she still wants He Wanbai to die and be buried with her daughter!

"The hotel has surveillance, let someone check the surveillance!"

He Laoyezi: "...We should wait for the police to come and monitor it."

What if there is something here that is disadvantageous to Yuan Qingqing?

Yuan Qingqing: "Then check it out, as long as you, Jin Qiumei, don't feel guilty."

Jin Qiumei felt guilty, but more of it was grief and resentment!

That room was arranged for He Wanbai and Qin Yaoguang.

The one who should have fallen from this room should have been He Wanbai, how come it turned out to be He Wanqing?

The damn person is obviously He Wanbai!