3141: C3141 He Didn't Believe It

C3141 He Didn't Believe It

"Nephew, do you think I'm right?" Jiaang Zhaomu's eyes were extremely sharp, as sharp as a blade. He directly cut open Liu Duanyang's heart. It looked like he was thinking about something, and it felt like there was nowhere to hide.

His thin lips curled into a smile that was not a smile. There was a deeper meaning to his smile, which made Liu Duanyang's heart beat wildly.

Liu Duanyang was very flustered. He forced himself to suppress the complicated feelings and panic in his heart. A smile was squeezed out of his warm face. "What did Third Uncle say?"

However, what he thought in his mind was, could it be that Jiaang Zhaomu really knew something?

When he thought of those people who had come up with ideas for him, Liu Duanyang's heart tightened again. He felt so uncomfortable.

"Third Uncle, if there is nothing else, I will bring Yutong to see Dad." His tone was very polite, but he did not notice that Jiaang Yutong's expression changed when she heard the word "Dad."

Jiaang Zhaomu snorted coldly. He looked like he was burned to ashes. He did not know what was there to see. This Liu Duanyang was not afraid of being haunted by vengeful souls.

He waved his hand and said, "Go." He went back to the initial stool and laid down. He looked relaxed and carefree, as if it had nothing to do with him.

However, no one knew that his thoughts were in turmoil at the moment.

When Liu Muran came over, Liu Duanyang and the others just happened to walk into the house of Jiaang family. He quickly followed them and looked at Jiaang Zhaomu. He didn't say anything. He felt that Jiaang Zhaomu was strange, especially his eyes, which looked like an eagle's.

He caught up to Liu Duanyang and said, "Duan Yang." He lightly patted Liu Duanyang's shoulder, but it scared Liu Duanyang and made him shiver.

With a pale face, he turned to the side. When he saw that it was Liu Muran, his worried heart dropped a little, "Big brother, you are too unpredictable."

Liu Muran frowned slightly. He came openly and openly. Where did he come from?

He did not believe that Jiaang Zhaokang's death was related to Liu Duanyang.

It was possible for Liu Duanmin to do this, but Liu Duanyang!

Liu Duanmin took a step forward and took the initiative to distance himself from Liu Muran and Liu Duanyang. He looked at Liu Muran with a dark face and said, "I'm talking about the leader of Liu family. My brother doesn't seem to have a good relationship with you. Who are you pretending to be?"

Liu Duanyang grabbed Liu Duanmin and scolded him, "Duanmin, don't be rude."

Upon hearing this, Liu Duanmin took a step back. He lowered his head and didn't say anything. His eyes were filled with killing intent when he looked at Liu Muran.

He had never liked or even hated Liu Muran. If Liu Muran hadn't returned to Liu family, his big brother wouldn't have suffered such humiliation and married a woman he didn't like.

And now, he was forced to kill his father-in-law.

His big brother wasn't like this in the past, but now he had become like this. This was all because of Liu Muran, the jinx.

Liu Muran followed by the side with a calm expression and said faintly, "Duanmin is just a child. Why should I bother arguing with him? Alright, let's go and see Mr. Jiaang first."

Child?

Liu Duanmin was deeply provoked by these words. This was a complete insult to him.

Saying that he was a child was just saying that he ate for free.

In the past, he was like this, but now, he wasn't like this.

However, he didn't know how to refute this. After all, what he did had nothing to do with the company.

And the Liu family was indeed still using money to support him.

He was so angry that his face turned red. Fortunately, Liu Duanyang secretly pinched him, causing him to suppress the anger in his heart.

As soon as the two of them entered the room, Jiaang Zhaozheng welcomed them. Now, it was not a true mourning ceremony. The ceremony was not as thorough and formal as it was in the funeral home.

Jiaang Zhaozheng's eyes were red. Clearly, he had cried before. Mrs. Jiaang's crying was very clear in the room. Many flower baskets had been sent over. Everyone talked quietly. There were many people, but it was quiet.1

Liu Muran could not help but look at Jiaang Zhaozheng a few more times. His heart skipped a beat. He was...

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