Chapter 896

With the loss of blood, Yao Xianghe's face became more and more pale, and the despair in his eyes became more and more intense.

Ji chuanshuo's face is indifferent, completely unlike a person who stabbed a knife into his mother's body.

"Twenty five years ago, you married into Ji's family, and I was born soon.

All the Ji family are celebrating the birth of my Ji family, and my father and grandfather have high hopes for me

"But!" Ji Yueling's eyes flashed a strange, "except you, no Ji family knows that I am not the flesh and blood of you and father!

My biological father, there is someone else

Yao Xianghe's face was white and frightening. His lips kept shaking and he said weakly, "how do you know...

" Mr. Dongfang told me. "

"East..." a figure appeared in Yao Xianghe's head.

It was a person with no sense of existence, wearing a pair of ordinary glasses and an ordinary face.

However, such a person has won the deep trust of Ji Yueling Ling and has been a private doctor of Ji Yueling for more than ten years.

Mr. Dongfang, surnamed Dongfang, is Mr.

A medical geek.

But how can such a person know his secret for many years?

Yao Xianghe's death is hard to understand.

And she's really going to die now. It's her own son who killed her.

"You... Fool, even if you are not the seed of Ji family, but am I not your mother?"

"Of course." Ji chuanshuo closed his eyes, looking slightly painful.

"I have many chances to kill you and fan MingEn with one shot, but in the end, I feel soft because you are my mother."

"But..." Ji chuanshuo's face was full of malice, "even if you are my mother, I will kill you.

Because only in this way, no one can know my true identity, and I can inherit the position of Ji chuanshuo's head with justice! "

Looking at Ji chuanshuo, Yao Xianghe is full of sorrow.

Maybe she didn't understand why she gave birth to Ji chuanshuo.

No, he's not a monster. He's a monster!

With a heart full of unwilling and hate, Yao Xianghe slowly closed his eyes, hands unable to drop.

Ji chuanshuo stood up and looked at the corpse on the ground indifferently.

"Da... Da... Da..."

there was a sound of foot steps again. Ji chuanshuo used his mobile phone to light up the shadow.

A middle-aged man with glasses appeared at the entrance of the chamber.

"I came to take the body as promised."

The man light way, helped up the body of Yao Xianghe.

Jichuanshuo mouth slightly draw, looking at the back of this man, the knife in the hand slightly trembles a few times.

"Mr. Dongfang, isn't that your real name?"

The man did not look back and dragged Yao Xianghe's body out.

"It's none of your business."

Ji chuanshuo took the knife back again and snorted coldly: "are you not afraid that I will kill you together?"

The man, known as Mr. Orient, had a deep, cold voice, like a flute from the underworld: "it doesn't matter. I've already died once."

Ji chuanshuo was cold and did not dare to say a word more. He let Mr. Dongfang leave.

A moment later, just as Ji chuanshuo was about to leave the chamber of secrets, he heard a heavy footstep coming from the chamber.

"Who is it?"

Ji chuanshuo suddenly lit up the opposite side with a mobile phone, only to find a familiar face.