Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

Chapter 367 She is dying

It’s Jiang Fen.

She sat quietly, her made-up face looking as young and delicate as when she left Beijing.

But she seemed different from the eloquent Aunt Jiang in my memory.

Perhaps she felt someone was looking at her, she raised her head slightly and looked at Lin Zhiyi outside the door.

His eyes were full of vicissitudes, and he didn't have the spirit of someone who had made a lot of money as Liu He said.

After all, Liu He had come into contact with so many rich ladies, there was no way she would be deceived by such a look.

When Lin Zhiyi wanted to take a closer look, the police closed the door.

She could only quicken her pace to catch up with Gong Shiyan.

"Uncle, wait a moment."

"What's wrong?" Gong Shiyan seemed a little anxious.

"Uncle, can you check Aunt Jiang first? I mean what happened before she returned to Beijing."

Lin Zhiyi felt that Jiang Fen was very strange just now.

Gong Shiyan was about to nod when he was interrupted by Sang Li's voice.

"No need to check, she's dying." Sang Li's face was tense as he handed over Jiang Fen's information. "She has advanced liver cancer and won't live long."

Lin Zhiyi took the thin piece of paper in disbelief, on which was written everything that happened after Jiang Fen left Beijing.

I thought I had married well, but who knew that my husband would lose everything in the end.

Her son was diagnosed with leukemia again. She worked hard to make money, but ended up getting sick herself.

When she returned to Beijing, she had transformed herself into an elite urban woman.

After all, she used to be Liu He's colleague. She had seen many rich people's manners and had learned their ways very well.

Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips. She felt sorry for Aunt Jiang's life, but she couldn't sympathize with her.

Is it because he is going to die that he wants to take someone with him as a scapegoat?

She stared at the paper and pointed at the word "son" on it: "If we find her son, will it be..."

"Zhiyi, she has no intention of walking out alive. As the saying goes, a dying person's words are kind. This will only make more people believe her false accusations against your mother."

"Are you going to let me watch my mother go to jail?" Lin Zhiyi said helplessly.

It seemed as if there was a force ahead of her, driving everything.

Gong Shiyan frowned: "There is a way to slow it down."

Lin Zhiyi asked: "What method?"

"Currently they are suing for fraud. If it is really an investment, then the nature of the whole thing will change," Gong Shiyan analyzed.

Lin Zhiyi understood: "Look for the boss of the project."

"No." Sang Li interrupted.

"Why?" Lin Zhiyi looked at him in confusion.

"The project has just been transferred." Sang Li looked at Lin Zhiyi meaningfully.

Lin Zhiyi's eyes trembled: "Who did you transfer it to? Didn't they say that this project was almost unfinished? Someone took over this obviously loss-making business?"

That depends on who it is.

Sang Li thought for a few seconds and finally chose to keep it secret.

"We still don't know who the other party is. If we go there rashly, we will only alert the enemy. It's better to start investigating from the second wife's side."

Lin Zhiyi felt that his analysis was correct and nodded: "That's right, I was too anxious."

While Sang Li was comforting him, he looked at Gong Shiyan with a complicated look.

Gong Shiyan instantly understood the meaning of what he had just said.

"Zhiyi, you and Mr. Sang go back first. I'll take my lawyer to negotiate with the police for the rest of the matter. The woman surnamed Yang is obviously harassing you for ulterior motives. It's not appropriate to make a big deal about it for now."

Lin Zhiyi remembered the look Aunt Yang gave her, which was so purposeful.

There was a feeling that he was about to drag her down with him.

"Uncle, let's go back first."

"Ah."

Lin Zhiyi and Sang Li turned and left.

Gong Shiyan immediately called the assistant behind him: "Go ask where the third brother is."

……

Lin Zhiyi returned to the apartment in a daze, accompanied by Sang Li.

The elevator door opens.

The pungent smell made Lin Zhiyi, who was sensitive to smells during pregnancy, cough uncontrollably.

"Cough cough cough..."

Sang Li blocked Lin Zhiyi and walked out of the elevator first.

The next second, Sister Zhou's voice was heard.

"Boss Sang? Where's Zhiyi?"

Lin Zhiyi quickly pulled up her sleeves to cover her mouth and nose and walked out of the elevator. Before she could even open her mouth, she was shocked by the scene in front of her.

Red paint was splashed on the door of her house, and the words "Pay back the money" were written on the wall.

The words had not yet dried, and red paint was dripping under each word, looking as shocking as blood.

Even Sister Zhou was affected.

At this time, Sister Zhou rolled up her sleeves, wore a mask, and was following the online tutorial to use alcohol to wash the paint on the wall.

The combination of the two smells was like poison gas in the corridor.

When Sister Zhou saw the two people, she quickly handed them masks.

"Zhiyi, what's going on? When I came back, I saw a few people running away stealthily."

Lin Zhiyi didn't expect that they even knew where her home was.

Her throat felt dry and she couldn't utter a word.

I felt like a prey stuck in a spider's web, being forced into a desperate situation step by step.

When she was about to suffocate, Sang Li held her up.

He looked at Sister Zhou and said, "Go in first. I'll ask someone to clean up here."

Sister Zhou nodded and opened the door for Lin Zhiyi.

When Lin Zhiyi smelled the scent of her own home, she immediately rushed to the window, opened it wide, and breathed deeply.

Sang Li continued, "Miss Zhou, please help Zhiyi pack some clothes. I want to take her away from here for a while."

Sister Zhou was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, I understand."

After Sister Zhou entered the bedroom, Sang Li walked to Lin Zhiyi.

"Zhou Zhao has already arranged for bodyguards. You can stay at my place for the time being."

Listening to his worried voice, Lin Zhiyi's mood became more and more unstable and she couldn't calm down at all.

She always felt that she was causing trouble for others.

But she obviously did nothing.

Thinking of this, she suddenly pushed Sang Li away, turned around and rushed into the bedroom to take out the house deed and the check, as well as the unused Madam Beauty Card from the safe.

"I'll cash all of this in and pay back part of the money first."

Sang Li looked at her red eyes and raised his hands to hold her arms: "Zhiyi, calm down. This money is a drop in the bucket. Besides, once you pay back the money, won't you be telling others that your mother cheated others of their money?"

Lin Zhiyi came back to his senses, his shoulders slumped, and he knew better than anyone that he was in a panic.

"Feel sorry."

At this time, Sister Zhou had just packed a small bag and walked out.

She comforted him, "Zhiyi, you leave with President Sang first. I will tell you if there is any news here."

Lin Zhiyi looked at the bag and shook her head: "No, I can take care of myself."

"what?"

Sister Zhou obviously didn't react. It was not right for her to give the bag in her hand, nor was it right to not give it.

However, she still noticed the strange look on Lin Zhiyi's face.

She put her bag on the coffee table and said with a smile, "I'll go get you a glass of water, you guys chat first."

Sister Zhou tactfully went into the kitchen.

Sang Li looked at Lin Zhiyi in confusion: "Don't worry too much, my security system is better. If you are worried about gossip, I can stay in a hotel first."

"No, you've done enough."

Lin Zhiyi lowered her eyes guiltily, not knowing where to start when the words came to her lips.

Because she wanted to break up.

This may be a timely way for Sang Li to stop the loss.