Chapter 1285

The farm is so big, and Duan Changyu and Mu Qing sealed off the entire west courtyard, how could it be possible that such an important thing could not be found all the time.

Either it was hidden by someone, or it was lost in the confusion.

But it's not so easy to lose it. The knife was in her hand at the time, and she was carried out by Mo Lingyuan. There were so many people behind her, it was impossible for her to be unaware.

Originally, she still had some doubts about Qin Zhirou in her heart, but thinking of Mo Jinyu's care for Qin Zhirou, she gave up this thought.

Mo Jinyu was as careful as a hair, if he knew that Qin Zhirou had recovered, it would be impossible for him to take her to the farm and stay with them.

What's more, Qin Zhirou relied on Mo Jinyu so much, it was impossible for her to kill her own son.

Chu Yunyao's hand holding the knife was trembling, and her voice was icy and cold: "Qin Zhirou, the poison of a tiger doesn't eat its offspring, you are no better than a beast!"

She threw it hard, and the gleaming knife came out of her hand, pierced through the body of the dead bird, and stuck firmly into the table: "If An An didn't say that your bracelet is broken, I would Impossible to doubt your only accessory."

The impact was so great that Chu Yunyao felt that her whole body was about to collapse like the Three Views.

She swayed and put her palms on the table to stabilize her figure.

Qin Zhirou looked like a fish that was thrown onto the shore and was still dying: "Don't say you're so innocent, didn't you guys suspect me a long time ago? You couldn't find this knife in the farm, so you took this opportunity to kill it. I moved here from the bedroom in the main courtyard, and took the opportunity to search my residence, if my guess is correct, your people probably even pried open the floor in my bedroom, right?"

Chu Yunyao was a little confused: "What did you say?"

"What are you pretending to be?" Qin Zhirou's eyes filled with hatred were about to burst into flames, "Duan Changyu and Mu Qing came here to search Mrs. Ben's bedroom in person, didn't they just want to find this thing?

It's a pity, if it wasn't for you, they probably would never have imagined that this knife is hidden in my bracelet, and the murder weapon is dangling in front of them all day long..."

Something flashed across Chu Yunyao's mind.

"So, you really killed Jinyu with your own hands?" There was an indistinct shout from the door of the bedroom: "You poisonous woman, can you do it?"

Qin Zhirou struggled to raise her head, and saw Mo Zhongtian sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed to the door by the fourth aunt.

Qin Zhirou looked at this man whom she had admired for most of her life but now only had hatred in her eyes, tears rolled down from the bottom of her blood red eyes: "It's not me, it's that little bastard.

Originally, I just wanted to attack that little bastard, but it was Jinyu, and Jinyu blocked the knife for that little bastard...

I never thought about killing Jinyu, he is my only hope, how could I kill him? "

"Why?" Chu Yunyao's voice was in a trance: "You can come to us for whatever you want, why do you treat Xiu'er like this, you know very well, Jinyu and Xiu'er..."

"Why?" Qin Zhirou interrupted Chu Yunyao's words: "Because he treats the little bastard you gave birth to as his own son, and he doesn't even want to marry a wife and have children. I can't let him live alone all his life.

Not to mention letting that little bastard keep invading his life.

As long as the little bastard is alive, he will never have a child of his own.

It's a pity, my poor Jinyu, he is so kind, he is so kind that he would rather take a knife for that little bastard than let that little bastard suffer a little bit of injury...

Otherwise, that shot would have been impossible to hit him..."