Not expecting Fan Jingyun to be so vicious, Jiang Bokai's grim face streaked with nervousness at the thought of Fan Jingyun stabbing Fan Xixi with a dagger. He grabbed Lanxingxing's arm and asked, "Fan Xixi, are you hurt?"
Lanxingxing's eyes fell on Kayla's hand, which was holding her arm, and his face was filled with astonishment.
Why is Jiang Bokai acting so strangely today?
Lanxingxing immediately froze. "I, I'm fine. Fan Jingyun didn't stab me."
What's wrong with Jiang Bokai? Why does she feel more worried about her than jue yuan?
Did Jiang Bokai have a fever today?
"Really? Let me see." Jiang Bokai insisted on checking whether Fan Xixi was hurt or not. He looked from fan xixi's head to his feet.
"Jiang Bokai, what do you want to do? Watch your behavior." Normally, Jiang Bokai was cold and distant to everyone, but he was so concerned about Fan Xixi just now. When Juezhiyuan saw Jiang Bokai's reaction, his handsome face flashed with displeasure. He stepped forward and blocked Jiang Bokai's gaze with his body. "Don't worry about my wife. She's fine now. With me around, how could she get hurt?"
Juezhiyuan's face was full of food, and it was only then that Jiang Bokai realized that his concern for Fan Xixi had caused unnecessary misunderstandings.
"As long as Miss Fan is fine, the next time you run into danger, you must learn to protect yourself." Jiang Bokai watched as Juezhiyuan's lips rose, a smile hidden in the corner of his mouth.
Is Juezhiyuan jealous?
It was so obvious that he was usually a jealous king.
"Thank you, young master jiang, for your concern. I will." This time, fortunately, jiang bokai reminded her that she had prepared the tools for self-defense, and also made many preparations, so she was afraid that she had a chance. If Jiang Bokai didn't remind her, she might really be hurt today.
"Thank him for what he did. He didn't help. You should thank your husband." Juezhiyuan turned around and held Lanxingxing's hand tightly. The air was thick with jealousy.
"Well, I think I smell a lot of acid." Lanxingxing curled his lips and whispered to jue zhiyuan.
"I'll settle the score with you at home." Juezhiyuan gritted his teeth and whispered back to Lanxingxing, his eyes as deep as an ancient pool filled with doting anger.
"My daddy, mommy and sister are here. You can go in. They are waiting for you." Walking into the The jiang family lobby, Jiang Bokai arranged for Juezhiyuan and Fan Xixi to sit down. His father and mother were actually waiting for Fan Xixi and Juezhiyuan to come in. The whole family wanted to know if Fan Xixi was the real Juezhiyuan.
"Your daddy and mommy are waiting for us too? What do you mean?" Juezhiyuan frowned, not understanding what Jiang Bokai was up to.
"When you see my daddy and mommy, you will know." Jiang Bokai said to the maid, "Tell my daddy and mommy that their guest is here."
"Yes, young master." The maid turned and ran upstairs to the living room to inform her.
After a while, Jiang Xiaoyun and Lan Qiqi came to the living room together from upstairs. Jiang Bojin was behind them. As soon as they came down, their eyes fell on Fan Xixi. They stared at her without saying a word.
After a while, Lanxingxing felt a little numb from the sight of Jiang Xiaoyun and his wife. Juezhiyuan could not help but cough on purpose. "That young master Jiang, Mrs. Lan, today we are looking for Fan Jingyun. We have found out who killed Gao Lanzhi. I hope you can give us an explanation."
"Ask my daddy and mommy for an explanation? What do you mean?" Jiang Bojin was the most impatient and was the first to question Lanxingxing and Juezhiyuan.
It wasn't Fan Xixi who hurt Gao Lanzhi. Why did he come to their The jiang family?
Jiang Bojin stared at Fan Xixi and Juezhiyuan with hatred.
"Bo Jin, don't talk." Jiang Xiaoyun glanced at Jiang Bojin, trying to keep him quiet.
"Listen to these recordings and you'll understand what's going on." Juezhiyuan took out a recording pen from his pocket and put it on the table.
"What is this?" Jiang Bojin stared at the recording pen on the table and picked up the button.
As soon as the recording pen opened, Fan Jingyun's voice rang. "Yes, I hurt mommy, but it was an accident. That day, I knew that mommy had rented the house to you and Juezhiyuan, and I was extremely angry. I was so angry that I ran to your room and wanted to throw your luggage out, but mommy didn't agree and she came up to stop me. I was so angry that I shook her hand hard, but I didn't expect to push mommy down the stairs..."
The recording pen paused for a moment, and Fan Jingyun's voice sounded again after a few seconds. "I didn't want this to happen, and I didn't want to hurt her. I knew that she loved me, spoiled me, and obeyed me all the time. I still loved mommy very much, but I was too panicked that day. I was afraid that I would be sent to prison, so the first thing I thought of was running away. But when I ran downstairs, I saw you..."
Fan Jingyun's voice fell, and Fan Xixi's voice followed, "When you saw me go upstairs, you thought of planting the blame."
"Yes, I hated you so much when I saw you, so I came up with a plan to make you my scapegoat so that I could solve your problem."
When Jiang Bojin played the recording, he was shocked. "How could that be? My sister is so kind and cute. How could she hurt her foster mother?" Jiang Bojin was confused. "Fan Xixi, tell me if this is a fake recording of you and Juezhiyuan."
"Counterfeit? You have such a high level of technology to forge an identical one for us to see, and this recording pen contains a lot of dialogue, you can continue to listen to." What a joke. Fan Jingyun and Fan Xixi's voices are so recognizable, and the chance of a forgery is so pure?
Juezhiyuan stared at Jiang Bojin with a mocking look in his heart.
It seems that Fan Xixi is right, the The jiang family is starting to protect the calf.
"Not only do we have recordings, I also have all the videos of her in my aunt's clothing store." Just then, Lanxingxing took out her cell phone from her pocket. Yesterday, she secretly sent someone to install a mini camera in Gao Lanzhi's clothing store. The image of Fan Jingyun holding a dagger against her neck was captured and saved on her phone. "Since you don't believe in recording, watch the video. The content of the video is better than the recording pen."