C51

Ever since she was young, Leng Kui had protected her well. In the 18 years since she was born, there had only been one accident, but it was still a special family. She understood that if a woman were to use force, it would be fatal. Seeing that Ah Min was trying to skin her alive, Warm Moon knew that if she didn't beg Yi Hao to save her, even if she wasn't beaten to death by Ah Min, she would still be left with half a life.

When he felt the woman trembling in his arms, Yi Hao's eyes darkened. His handsome face was stretched out for a long time, but no one could tell what he was thinking.

When she saw that he wasn't refusing her, she cried harder. She clung to his neat, clean suit, and the white shirt beneath the black suit was stained with blood from her touch.

Minghao, who was standing behind Yi Hao, cast him a complicated glance before gesturing for Tang Yuze to go up and examine Lin Ling's corpse.

Warm nest in Ihao's arms, she saw the terrible scene of Tang Yu Ze's inspection, she was scared to the point of perspiration, at the same time crying silently.

After a long while, Tang Yuze finally walked up to Yi Hao and respectfully said, "Young master, little miss was killed by this gun!"

Hearing this, he warmed up his body. Trembling, she gripped the front of his shirt nervously and fearfully, then carefully turned her head to look at the gun. *

Hearing these words, Yi Hao heaved a sigh of relief. He then lowered his head and looked at the woman in his arms, looking exceptionally delicate. The little woman spoke up after a long while, "Cool and warm, I'll give you one chance. I'll only give you one chance to explain why you killed Lin Ling!"

As she listened to Iggy's cold words, she shivered. She looked up in horror, her eyes filled with tears at the man who had suddenly lost all emotion. After a long time, she squeezed out a few stiff words from her choked throat. "He didn't kill her!"

"Cold and warm …" Seeing that Warmth didn't want to admit it, Ihao got angry. He glared angrily at Warmth, raised his hand and pushed her away from him. He then pinched her jaw and growled through gritted teeth, "Do you know what happens to anyone who lies in front of me?"

"I didn't kill her, I really didn't!" When she saw that he didn't believe her, she felt anxious. She didn't know how to explain herself, so she could only cry.

"You won't give up until you reach the Yellow River, right?" "Since that's the case, if I find out that you were the one who caused Lin Ling's death, I swear, I'll make you die with me!"

With these words, Yi Hao pushed him away and ordered Ming Hao loudly, "Seal off that gun and the entire room, send someone to do fingerprint identification immediately!"

After being pushed so hard by Yi Hao, Warmth fell to the ground due to the instability of his feet. She watched him turn away indifferently, watched his strange back, and the tears of grievance rolled down her cheeks.

The maids who had followed him had recovered a little, and when they saw him leave, they all shot her vicious looks that wanted to cut her to pieces, then turned and stalked away as quickly as if they could have done it if they had stayed a second longer.

He didn't believe her... No one believed her …

Warmth fell onto the ground. Seeing the backs of those people gradually disappearing from the corridor, she was so sad that she almost couldn't breathe.

"Cold and warm, your heart is indeed vicious! You can't bear to see the little miss and the young master together. You know that they are going to be married in ten days, yet you are actually being so cruel to the little miss. Killing intent! Ten years ago, you cruelly injured my young master, but ten years later, you shamelessly destroyed my happiness. Let me warn you, don't think about playing any tricks on me. "If you find out later, little miss has indeed been killed by you. Hmph ~, even if young master does not punish you, I will make you suffer in the Yi family!" After coldly throwing out those words, Sister Min angrily strode away.

Hearing Sister Min's indignant scolding, as well as her angry leaving figure, Warm Mist laid prone on the cold floor, shivering.

She was so cold, so cold! Not just his body. His body was cold, but his heart was even colder!

So it turned out that in their hearts, she was actually such a person. She was an extremely cruel and shameless woman who would only ruin the happiness of others.

As he thought about it, the grievances in his heart gathered into hot tears, spilling out of his eyes in a frenzy.

Ming Hao, Mo Zichao and Tang Zeyu stood in the corridor. They looked at the woman who was on the ground crying and she was on the verge of collapsing. They looked at each other and frowned deeply.

Ming Hao looked at her for a long while before raising his head and gesturing to Mo Zichao and Tang Zeyu, "Take her down first. Wait for the technical staff to make a fingerprint comparison. Bring her out when they have the results!"

Mo Zi Chen and Tang Ze Yu nodded, then bent down to pick up the warmth from the ground …

The wait was long. For those who desperately needed proof, it was a type of torment. Even if it was just a minute or two, it was still as long as a century.

Warm curled up in the corner of the dark room, quietly waiting. When she was first locked up, she was still crying for them to let her out. At first, she was crying like crazy, but then she realized that she couldn't cry anymore. Her eyes were dry and she felt terrible.

In the process of waiting, her mind recovered a bit. She began to organize her mind.

The tenth floor was not the limit of the Yi family. Area? Why was Lin Ling on the 10th floor and killed?

There was only one passageway to the tenth floor, and that tunnel was installed with a fingerprint anti-theft system. Other than Ihao's fingerprint, no one could go up there …

Why was that door not closed, and instead, opened wide? Was it Ihao who opened the door, or was there someone else? Had someone purposely left the door open for her to jump into the trap, or had he forgotten to close it because of her warmth?

Thinking about all these events that had happened in the dense fog, Warmth only felt that his head was growing bigger. She shook her head a few times, preparing to reorganize her thoughts on this matter. However, just as she was about to think about it, the door to the secret room suddenly opened …