Lin Shanshan's heart burst into laughter, but her face was filled with anxiety. "Si Cheng, you should investigate first, in case Xing Yue is wronged …"

The veins on Li Sicheng's forehead twitched violently. He glanced at Lin Shanshan and turned around to instruct, "Go investigate. What did Jiang Xingyue do in prison?"

When the man's gaze swept over, the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a little.

Under the blazing sun, Lin Shanshan unconsciously trembled. She stopped her voice and pretended to be afraid as she staggered a step.

Lin Shanshan turned to look in the direction of the gate and slowly curled her lips as she watched Li Si City head towards the villa without turning back.

Second floor of the villa.

Li Sicheng held the Swiss Army saber in his hand, and his eyes gradually darkened.

Jiang Xingyue gritted her teeth and glared at him, "… You killed my son, I swear that you would pay for it!"

Jiang Xingyue stood in front of the table and looked at him mockingly, "Could it be that you and your enemy's daughter have been living together for a long time, and it has become a habit to kill each other in love? Are you reluctant to get divorced?"

Jiang Xingyue covered her face with both hands. Her hands and face were covered with blood. She cried and her heart was torn apart. "Madman has no good ending. I was possessed by your devil, so I went crazy."

Jiang Xingyue's hands were handcuffed as she cried and prayed, "… can I pay off the debt my father owes? Let my son go, okay?"

His fingers tightened bit by bit, the scabbard slid down, and the sharp blade instantly cut through his palm.

Lin Shanshan stood at the door with a tray and walked in like a weak willow. "Si Cheng, I made your favorite black tea … Ah, your hand!"

She threw down the tray and ran to Li Sicheng's side. She grabbed his wrist with both hands, her eyes filled with distressed, and tears immediately flowed out of her eyes. "What should I do? If something happens to you, what should I do, Si Cheng … Someone come, quickly come!"

The spacious study room was instantly packed with people.

Li sicheng threw the Swiss Army knife on the table and sat behind it, letting his servants treat his wounds.

Until the wounds were completely healed, Lin Shanshan used her eyes to signal the servant to retreat. She squatted down beside the chair and looked at him with a fragile and worried expression. "Si Cheng, don't scare me anymore. I don't have any Wandou anymore. I can't do without you."

Li Sicheng looked down at her expression and said in a hoarse voice, "Get out."

Dong dong--

"Mr. Li, the person who went to the prison to investigate is back." The assistant stood at the door and reported respectfully.

However, he was cursing in his heart. Those sons of bitches were clearly sent by Mr. Li to investigate, but now he was forced to report to them. If he died without a complete corpse, he would definitely come back and ask for their lives.

Li Sicheng leaned back in his chair and pressed his temples tiredly, "Tell me."

The report he handed over was collected again. The assistant opened his mouth and hesitated for a long time before handing it over again. "Mr. Li, how about …"

Li Sicheng suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze as sharp as a blade, "Don't you dare to say?"

With a sharp gaze, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped by several degrees. The assistant replied in a dazed and reflexive manner, "The investigation in the prison shows that Jiang Xingyue has indeed received a lot of care. Those men never let her do anything. They always take turns to stay by her side every day and behave very intimately."

"Also, Miss Jiang said almost every day …" The assistant swallowed his saliva and continued, "He said that he would kill you and Miss Lin off, and Miss Li …"

With that, he had a face full of tears, and now he was doomed.

Who doesn't know that Jiang Xingyue is Mr. Li's wife? He will definitely lose his job tomorrow.

Every time the assistant said a word, Li Sicheng's expression turned ugly. After listening to the last word, his face was so dark that it almost twisted out of the water.

He glanced at his assistant, his gaze sharp, "Get out!"

The assistant almost turned around and was about to leave.

"Come back!"

A deep voice sounded from behind him.

The assistant's back stiffened for a moment. The corner of his eyes saw Li Sicheng's gaze fall on the report in his hand. He took three steps and ran to the table. He put it on the table, and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile that was about to cry. "Mr. Li, I don't know anything."

Li Sicheng did not hear what the assistant said. His gaze fell on the pile of photos.

On the playground, Jiang Xingyue smiled happily at the man.

At the dining table, a man gave Jiang Xingyue the meat in the bowl. She ate it with a gentle smile.

Under the moonlight, a man draped his clothes over her body, and she revealed an ambiguous smile to him.

Clatter--

Li Sicheng forcefully swept the photo onto the ground. The wound that had just been bandaged collapsed again. Blood stained the paper under his hand red. Suddenly, his pupils contracted.

The report clearly described Jiang Xingyue's revenge plan.

How dare she!

But why, her plan was to kill Wandou, but why didn't the child's DNA match his?