In the evening, Rong que came back very late. She and Zhan Qingxiao lived in the guest bedroom next door. When she heard the sound, she couldn't help pricking up her ears from the quilt.

Just, haven't waited for her to stick to the wall and listen to the corner, she was pulled back to the bed by a hot big palm, trapped in the man's arm.

"Shh, it's late. Go to bed early."

In the arms of Zhan Qingxiao, Si yie may be in a good mood because he is thinking about something in his heart. He doesn't feel sleepy at all. "Do you think my brother is really enlightened?"

The battle engine owl gnawed heavily on her lips, and her voice was magnetic: "believe me."

I don't know if it's out of trust in men. When I hear these three words, I feel sleepy immediately.

Lying in the man's arms, Si yie slowly fell asleep.

A wall apart.

Someone tonight is some toss and turn, rongque looked at the mobile phone without movement, the mood began to be impetuous.

Wechat was sent long ago, but Yanyu never returned his message.

He sat on the bed until 12 o'clock, finally got up, opened the drawer of the bedside table and took out a diary.

He came out of the bar in the evening and went back to the jingwudao boxing hall to get this diary.

It's geshuo's diary.

Rong que sits in front of the bed and looks through the diary which has been rotten by him. Suddenly, he feels that he is about to say goodbye to the past.

After tomorrow, he decided to say goodbye to his brother who owes his life.

all is quiet at dead of night.

In another corner of the city, Qi Yanyu followed Quentin and came out from the gate of the Edwards family.

There's a family party for the Edwards tonight. She's going as Quentin's girlfriend.

Because a lot of high-class people who have made friends with the family come here, Qi Yan's words mix in, and finally meet that person from a distance.

She was shocked to see the real person.

It's just that Quentin didn't bring her in when he talked to the man.

If she could get closer, she might be able to get more clues.

Qi Yan rubbed her fingers on the temple.

She felt that her dormancy these days had reached the time to collect the net, and it was time to retreat.

But will Quentin and the Edwards leave her?

As she followed Quentin out, she turned on her cell phone.

In order to avoid unnecessary interference, her mobile phone was turned off throughout the banquet tonight.

It's just that as soon as she started up, several messages appeared on the screen.

Seeing the familiar name, Qi Yan's heart beat a little out of balance in an instant. She immediately took a look at it, which was the news from Rong que.

"I'll see you tomorrow, and I'll give you something myself."

Qi Yan language in the heart a burst of nervous.

Elder martial brother wants to give her something?

What's that?

It seems very serious.

Qi Yan language is thinking, in front of the Kunting has stopped, he does not know what nerve, suddenly kicked in the roadside flower bed.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!"

It's like he's venting. He's screaming hysterically. He looks like he's crazy.

Qi Yan language frowned, quickly walked over: "what's the matter with you?"

With scarlet eyes and painful eyes covering his temples, Kunting pushes Qi Yanyu away and runs away. A moment later, he gets on the car and drives away without waiting for her.

Qi Yan language feel something wrong, along the way stopped a taxi, followed him back to the residence.

In the villa, the lights are bright, and the servants crawl on the ground one by one, not out of respect for Qi Yan's language, but one by one paralyzed by fright.

The door to the basement was wide open.

Qi Yan language quickly chase in.

I heard Hannah's sad cry: "don't hit me! I didn't mean to! I don't mean it! It's all accidents! It's all accidents! "

Hannah was trapped in her chair, bruised all over her body.

Quentin held the whip in his hand and beat her mercilessly. The whistling sound of the whip and the sound of beating on the flesh were frightening.

Even Qi Yanyu, who was born practicing martial arts, couldn't help taking a breath.

But she stood there, no closer, no more escaping.

Looking at the scene in front of her, there was no fear in her heart, but more sad.

After all, she's been here for so many days, and she's a insider.

"Say it! Where did you bury her bones? "

Quentin's voice began to tremble, her eyes staring at Hannah, her eyes covered with blood.

Hannah shivered with pain. "I... I don't know... I really don't know... Quentin, although I'm not your own sister, we grew up in the slums together! At that time, little Jane took care of you, and I helped her. She was depressed and couldn't speak. Her death was an accident. You shouldn't come to me for trouble. If you want to find it, you can go to little Jane's mother. It was she who packaged me as a celebrity and took her place. If you want to find it, you can go to her! "

Quentin was pale at Hannah's words.

No wonder, no wonder he felt that his sister had become so strange since the light came back.

That strange feeling made him feel uneasy and angry.

The more he wants to get close to him, the more she wants to run away from him, even scheming behind his back, setting him up and trying to kill him.

He thought that there was no love in the world, even his most trusted sister betrayed him, but he never thought that his sister had long been gone. Two or three years ago, she turned into a piece of loess and left him forever.

Quentin, angry, reached for Hannah's throat and said, "do you think you're innocent? You're in the nest, damn it! If you have evil intentions, you should be more damned! "

"Quentin, please spare my sister! My elder sister is confused for a while, really just confused for a while, right! Jane's mother is my own solution! For the sake of taking revenge on Jane, please forgive me this time

Hannah cried for mercy.

Quentin sneered: "I said why you just returned to the Edwards family, your mother died of illness."

The more he looked at the woman, the more disgusting she was. She had tarnished his sister's impression in his mind.

"I'll ask you one last time now, where did you bury her bones?"

Quentin asked, word by word.

Hannah shivered her lips. "I don't know... You... You ask that person. He must know that person!"

"I don't know? Then you don't have to be alive. "

Quentin took out an m92 pistol from the rack on his belt, loaded it, and put it against Hannah's forehead.

"No! Don't kill me! I Know! I know where she's buried! "

Hannah was scared out of her wits.