"Brother, sister-in-law, you are all here."

Leng Chenxi greets Leng Yichen and an Xiaojing.

"Dawn."

Leng Yichen raised his head and looked in the direction of Leng Chenxi.

"Brother, no, Tao Fanfan's daughter is dead."

"What?"

Leng Yichen and an Xiaojing were surprised almost at the same time.

The two men looked at each other.

"Is her daughter really dead?"

Leng Yichen asked.

"Yes, he died. According to the news released by the hospital, elder brother, now Tao Fanfan insists that the child died of poisoning after eating our bread. The forensic result is indeed poisoning. "

"That doesn't mean it's our poison. If we don't have poison in our bread, it's a myth. "

An Xiaojing thought it funny because she had made up her mind not to do such a sinister thing, but the tragedy still happened.

There are always people doing bad things.

"Well, it's just that the person who originally checked our bread materials has something to do with the Tao family. They are all political power holders. If they insist that it is our bread problem, the imperial group will be involved in a dispute for no reason

Leng Chenxi sighed helplessly.

He understood that the elder brother only covered the sky in the business circles of the imperial capital, but in politics, he was not as good as the Taoists.

Two families of equal status have to fight face to face. Either they lose or they die.

"Brother, what are we going to do?"

"Go to the hospital first."

Leng Yichen rubs his temple. An Xiaojing follows him. Unexpectedly, his mobile phone rings.

It's the young master.

"I, I'll go to the bathroom first."

The appearance of an Xiaojing running away in a hurry made Leng Yichen look into her eyes.

"Brother, shall we wait for my sister-in-law or not?"

"No, let's go first."

Leng Yichen pressed the elevator, and then went in with Leng Chenxi.

An Xiaojing went into the bathroom and answered the phone.

"Young master!"

She is too busy these days. She is neglecting the master.

"Tao Fanfan's daughter is dead."

"So soon you know?"

The news is really good.

"You did it, didn't you?"

An Xiaojing sarcastically said that since the young master is so powerful, it is easy to deal with the Taoists.

That's why he blamed Leng Yichen for dealing with the Taoists.

"Me?"

There was a sudden sneer on the phone.

"I thought it was you, but not you. I thought you had done something and I could arrange for you to meet your son, but you let me down again. "

"What have you done to my son?"

An Xiaojing's heart became tense.

"I feed your son very well. Just don't let me down again. No matter who is dealing with the Taoists, this time, all the troubles will be brought to Leng Yichen, and the imperial group will certainly be affected. It seems that there are still many people dealing with Leng Yichen. "

The person on the phone spoke.

But an Xiaojing felt uncomfortable.

This kind of feeling, very magical, she had never felt so bad.

"Yes."

All the emotions, finally into a word.

"Besides, you've got the money in master Su's hand."

"Yes, but it's a drop in the bucket against Leng Yichen."

An Xiaojing explained.

"It's not necessary. It depends on who owns the property. It may not be very useful to put it in the hands of the old Buddha, but it's not necessary when it comes to you. Leng Yichen's attitude towards you has changed so much. What do you want? Is that person not satisfied with you? "

The young master sneered again.

"Well, go ahead, the game is really getting more and more fun."

He hung up the phone, but an Xiaojing's heart began to shake the waves.

The young master's analysis is correct. There are a lot of people dealing with Leng Yichen now.

It turns out that so many people can't see him well. There are so many people who want him dead.

An Xiaojing's mood suddenly became a little complicated.

When I came out of the bathroom, Leng Yichen and Leng Chenxi were gone.

She called Leng Yichen again. No one answered.

An Xiaojing gave up and took a taxi to the hospital.

By the time we got to the gate of the hospital, we were surrounded by reporters.

As soon as an Xiaojing got out of the car, reporters also swarmed around.

"Granny Leng, how do you explain? Your bread is poisonous. The little princess of Tao family is dead. ""Grandma Leng, do you add medicine to your bread?"

"Grandma lengshao, what about lengshao? Do you want a woman to solve all the problems now? "

The problems are sharper and sharper. An Xiaojing is surrounded by those people. It seems that if she is not careful, she will be gnawed by them.

Leng Yichen and Leng Chenxi are walking to Tao Fanfan's ward. The elevator is transparent. As the floor keeps rising, he can see that an Xiaojing is surrounded by reporters.

"Stupid, see so many reporters still rush up!"

Leng Yichen scolded, and then pressed the elevator.

Cold dawn also noticed.

"Brother, what should we do now?"

He saw Leng Yichen going out.

"I'll go and save her, or something will really happen."

Leng Chenxi nods and Leng Yichen goes downstairs.

When an Xiaojing was surrounded by all the people, he stood up again and helped her stop all the trouble.

"Leng Shao, what do you think of it?"

"Cold little!"

"When the medical results are firm, I will give you an account."

If you don't have to greet him, you can't give him a vote.

But now, the situation is out of control.

"Young master!"

Chengfeng called people to help Leng Yichen and an Xiaojing out of the crowd.

However, just after finishing the farce, Tao Fanfan appeared in front of the public with a crying face.

"My child, my baby."

An Xiaojing didn't resent her tears.

Because I used to miss her children like this.

"My fantasy. Leng Yichen, it's you. It's all you. You've done good. Your bread. "

Seeing Leng Yichen and an Xiaojing, Tao Fanfan rushed over and held on to Leng Yichen's collar.

"You two, you killed my child."

"Calm down."

An Xiaojing opens her mouth to the woman.

But she's lost her mind.

After that, Tao Yuanfeng also appeared, pulling Tao Fanfan's body.

"Sister!"

In the panic, an Xiaojing noticed Tao Yuanfeng, who had lost a lot of weight after a few days.

"Yuanfeng, Yuanfeng, you want to avenge your sister. They killed my child."

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