Eyes rolled back, died without closing them, with deep unwillingness and terror at the bottom, as terrifying as an evil ghost.
Qiaoyin trembled with fear, almost lost control and cried out.
Then she frowned doubtfully and looked again attentively: "This isn’t Miss Ji, it’s... it’s Miss Mingzhu..."
What? It’s actually Lu Mingzhu? ng Shujing stepped closer and snatched the flashlight to take a closer look, besides that face full of pockmarks, isn’t this the Lu Mingzhu she knows?
Jiang Li breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn’t Yun Ya, God knows how scared he was just now.
Then he frowned deeply, how could it be Lu Mingzhu? Tonight’s events are eerily strange, recalling previous ssages received, what is Yun Ya’s relationship with this matter?
"How could it be Lu Mingzhu?" Yan Zi took a swift step forward, grabbed the flashlight to look, frightened by the unwilling resentnt in those eyes, he suddenly recoiled, truly not Ji Yunya...
ng Shujing thought to himself, this matter has blown up, Lu Yuke won’t let this go easily.
"Report it to the police, now we wait for them to handle it." ng Shujing said.
Jiang Li furrowed his brows, and finally nodded, the only option now was to call the police.
Elsewhere, Li Xiaoxiao wore a transparent silk nightgown, which she had gritted her teeth to buy with a month’s salary, bursting with sexiness, showcasing her good figure perfectly, there’s no man who doesn’t like it.
Thinking tonight’s plan was flawless, she guided Lu Mingzhu step by step, having Lu Mingzhu make a move, catching Ji Yunya in a tryst with Jiang Li, Lu Mingzhu offering herself to Yan Song, then timing the encounter to be exposed, killing two birds with one stone, but Lu Mingzhu forgot, like the mantis stalking the cicada unaware of the oriole behind, Lu Mingzhu is the mantis, she is the oriole, Lu Mingzhu, I thank you for making the wedding dress for , hahaha...
Thinking she would soon beco the young madam, Li Xiaoxiao smiled even more complacently, breathing out enticingly with the scent on her body, so seductive in the night’s allure.
She pushed the room door open, which was unlocked, with a dim and ambiguous light on inside.
Li Xiaoxiao held her breath, gracefully making her way to the bedroom, aromatic scent wafting as she moved.
But the next mont, she was dumbfounded, the large bed was clean and tidy, how could there be anyone?
She glanced around, feeling uneasy in the emptiness, just about to leave when a sophisticated and clear voice suddenly spoke: "Is this a place you can co and go as you please?"
A shadow descended from above, and the next mont, she saw Yan Song jump down from the beams holding Yun Ya by the waist, Yun Ya lying in Yan Song’s arms, smiling warmly.
"Xiaoxiao, in the middle of the night, wearing this revealing outfit to Brother Yan’s room, what exactly are you trying to do?"
Li Xiaoxiao had no ti to notice Yan Song’s terrifyingly cold expression, instead pointing at Ji Yunya as if she’d seen a ghost: "You... how could you be here?"
She had seen Ji Yunya leave the room for Plum Forest, previous snacks she gave Ji Yunya were mixed with an aphrodisiac, she watched Ji Yunya eat them, everything according to the plan, yet how could Ji Yunya suddenly appear here, what happened in between?
"What? Are you surprised I’m here?" Yun Ya raised an eyebrow slightly, walking toward Li Xiaoxiao with a warm smile, at this mont, in Li Xiaoxiao’s eyes, Ji Yunya appeared as terrifying as the Devil.
Li Xiaoxiao realized she had been tricked, quickly collecting her composure, "Miss Ji, I... I went to the wrong room, disrupting you and Master Yan, my mistake, I’ll leave now." With that, she intended to quickly leave.
"Don’t leave, isn’t bed climbing what you want? I’m giving you this chance, let’s see if you can take it." Yun Ya spoke with a warm smile.
Li Xiaoxiao paused, her blood rushing backward.
"Miss Ji, I don’t know what you’re talking about." With that, she quickly left without looking back.
The next mont, a dagger brushed past her ear, embedding into the wall, suddenly causing Li Xiaoxiao to freeze on the spot.
Yan Song sneered, sat on a chair, pouring himself a cup of tea.
Yun Ya walked over leisurely, pulled the dagger out, fingertips grazing the cold blade, but his expression was cooler than the blade.
"Lu Mingzhu has probably already reported to Hell by now, so people are just hopelessly stupid, yet think they are incredibly smart, unaware of how they died." Yun Ya raised an eyebrow and sneered coldly.
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