She was a little panicked, seeing the photos on the phone, it was like returning to the nightmare scene in an instant.
She watched Shan Hanjie pull the trigger with her own eyes, Zitong penetrated Ye Zhanxing’s chest, and the blood stained her eyes...
"what--"
Qin Youxuan hugged her head in her hands, squatted to the ground abruptly, and cried out in pain.
His face was pale.
"Youxuan!"
Su Yiru didn't expect her to be like this, and she was a little surprised.
Waiting for her to recover, she hurriedly stepped forward to help Qin Youxuan up.
Seeing the tears on her face, she hugged her trembling body with distress, "I'm sorry, Aunt Ru's tone is too heavy, and the execution is your father. Why would I suspect you colluded with Shan Hanjie."
In the photo, Qin Youxuan was indeed shut outside the glass room.
She is facing away from the camera, and Su Yiru can clearly see her action of tapping the glass door.
"If your father's death is really related to Shan Hanjie, I will never give you the shares of the Ye Family."
Qin Youxuan and Shan Hanjie are husband and wife, and the shares of the Ye family are handed over to Qin Youxuan, which is equivalent to handing over to Shan Hanjie.
Su Yiru could not accept this.
"Where did the photo... come from?"
Qin Youxuan sat in a chair for a long time, and then gradually eased from fear.
"Aunt Ru, there was no one else at the scene except me and Shan Hanjie. I rushed over after receiving a call. Dad and Shan Hanjie were in front of me. The other party used Tingye as a threat and led us all over. No one can get this kind of photo except the culprit. Tell me, who sent it to you?"
"……"
Su Yiru's eyes flashed, and her hand gripped the phone tightly.
Turn out the address book and look at the strange number on it.
dialed out towards.
"Beep—Beep—"
Busy tone.
"Is an empty number."
Su Yiru's eyes narrowed, her gaze became weird, "What the **** is going on?"
"……"
Qin Youxuan looked at the increasingly complicated situation, hesitated for a few seconds, and told Su Yiru everything that happened on the wedding day.
"When I arrived, there was no time to figure out what happened. Shan Hanjie was already holding a gun at his father... I don't remember anything after that. I woke up and I was in the hospital."
"What about Tingye? Is there anything wrong with Tingye?" Su Yiru asked nervously.
"The eyes were stimulated by strong light and the cornea was slightly burned. I was worried that it would be dangerous to take him out, so I let him stay with Shan Hanjie."
Qin Youxuan frowned.
Speaking of her son, her heart was tight and painful.
"It's fine if nothing happens..."
Su Yiru let out a long sigh of relief, “I’ll let someone find out what happened. As for your father’s will...”
"Just put it aside, I will take over the business of the group as soon as possible and help the police find the real culprit of the murder of Dad."
"You never suspected that your father's death was planned by Shan Hanjie from beginning to end? If it is really like you said, your father really hurt him and his mother, Shan Hanjie has every reason to retaliate. ."
Su Yiru's eyes dimmed, looking straight at Qin Youxuan.
"The wedding scene has been under martial law, so many bodyguards have been dispatched, and there is still an accident. Apart from coincidence, someone who has carefully arranged this and can easily do this is Shan Hanjie."
"Tingye is his son, he will not bet on Tingye's safety." Qin Youxuan subconsciously denied this possibility.
"What if it is really him?"
Su Yiru's eyes flashed with gloomy light.
Hate scorching.