Qin Yi let go, Yun Huan's handsome face was a little red, this person's skin was similar to hers, and she didn't use much effort, and the face was red.

Qin Yi coughed lightly, trying not to look at his masterpiece, "Let's go."

Yun Huan chuckled lightly, not caring about his appearance, and rubbed Qin Yi's head vigorously, with a cheerful voice in his voice, "Okay."

Two ghost-like figures shuttled through the night, the darkest scene happened before their eyes, dawn gradually arrived, and a new day arrived.

Yang Ziyue opened her eyes in a daze. The strange room made her head stuck for a while. She remembered how she came here when she was out shopping.

Looking around, she found a male corpse next to her, with a hideous mask and bleeding from the seven orifices, which made her almost scream.

This, isn't this Lu Yuansheng?

She recognizes the dull young leader in the base.

Yang Ziyue's head became even more stunned, but in her subconscious she desperately covered her mouth, and then opened the window and escaped.

Sure enough, this is the home of the base chief. How did she come here?

Yang Ziyue rushed home all the way, thinking about this problem, her head was aching, but she just couldn't remember what happened.

But she understood that she must not be caught or seen. Anyway, she was by the side when Lu Yuansheng died. If she is really held accountable, she can't escape.

Yang Ziyue returned home, Chu Fu and Chu Mu were having breakfast in the living room. As soon as she walked in, Chu Jiaojiao couldn't help frowning, "Oh, Ziyue, where did you go last night? If you haven't returned this night, let us I'm so worried."

Although Chu Jiaojiao said so, she did not put down her chopsticks and took a sip of porridge gracefully.

"Where else to go, I don't know which wild man I went to." Mother Chu's harsh voice came, her eyes full of disdain.

Yang Ziyue pinched the corners of her clothes aggrievedly, at a loss. She was more of a guilty conscience. In the morning, she saw Lu Yuansheng naked and her clothes were moved. She didn't know if she and him... ..

"Enough, what are you talking nonsense?" An old voice sounded. Although Mother Chu was still a little dissatisfied, she did not speak any more.

"Grandpa." Yang Ziyue looked at the talking old man with tears in his eyes. In this family, mom and dad don't like her, and sisters don't like her. Only grandpa is really good to her.

"Dear Ziyue, go up and rest first, and grandpa will bring you breakfast later." Grandpa Chu looked at Yang Ziyue kindly, making her heart warm.

"Good." Yang Ziyue obediently returned to the room.

Chu Jiaojiao looked upset, lost her chopsticks, and looked at Grandpa Chu angrily, "I'm full."

After speaking, she turned around and went back to the room, and Mother Chu immediately followed.

In the room, Chu Jiaojiao had a haze on her face, and she didn't understand why grandpa was so good to that bastard. The lowly things are the lowly things, and everything must be snatched from her.

Mother Chu came in, "Oh, Rourou, don't be angry."

Chu Jiaojiao glanced at her mother, her voice was dull, "Mom, call me Jiaojiao, don't call me Rourou."

Mother Chu slapped her head, "Didn’t you forget, Mom, so Jiaojiao, don’t know that little bitch, your grandpa, your grandpa is not really good to her, but is using her to help our Chu family. The line."