Chapter 1261

"It has nothing to do with you." Qu Chenjiang got up quickly, "nothing to do with it."

Qu Yihong is calm and firm: "you really love her, there is no reason to ask her to die, unless she has a secret we want to know..."

"I want her life because she has broken her oath." Qu Chenjiang gnashed her teeth and said, "she said she would never come back."

"It can't be like that." Without hesitation, Qu Yihong said, "it's very important to sink the river."

For a long time, the only thing he could not let go was Qiao Aiqing's death.

It can be said that Joe's love was tied to death by his song Yihong.

If he doesn't let people bring Qiao Aiqing back, Qiao Aiqing may still have a good life

"Don't ask about her. It's between me and her." Qu Chenjiang is furious. "If I have to say the reason, I was in love with Guo'er at that time. I don't want Qiao Aiqing to appear in front of me. I don't want Guo'er to have a problem with me because of her presence. "

Qu Yihong is silent, and stares are shining to lock Qu Chenjiang's pale face.

It can be seen that the poison hidden in Qu Chenjiang is breaking out, and it is becoming more and more serious. Qu Chenjiang's voice has slightly changed.

At this time, Qu Chenjiang shouldn't have normal thinking ability. He is right when he speaks the truth

"Ask me something about you." Qu Chenjiang's face has a moment of distortion, "I......"

He wanted to beg for mercy, but in front of him was his old enemy, who had despised him for several years, and he insisted on not asking for mercy.

If you want to beg Qu Yihong for mercy, he would rather die.

Qu Chenjiang looks at the window - if you jump from the window here, I don't know if it's over.

Qu Yipeng winked at his brother and said in a deep voice, "OK, then we'll ask about things related to us."

Qu Chenjiang curled up slightly, squeezed the edge of the conference table, and sat down again.

There was a slight trill in his voice: "come on Say.

Qu Yipeng and Qu Yihong look at each other.

Both brothers know very well that Qu Chenjiang's current state should be the best time to ask the truth.

If you can't find out the truth at this time, I'm afraid you won't find out any more

"I'll ask." Qu Yipeng looks at Qu Chenjiang calmly, "Tingting's life experience, I believe you know better than us..."

Qu Yipeng's voice did not fall, Qu Chenjiang's face changed, some could not support, and his face twisted again.

"We won't finish it." Qu Yipeng, as always, is a gentleman, but his tone is getting more and more severe

Qu Chenjiang shook his head and seemed to want to sober himself up: "there's nothing to say. You can guess why. "

"I want details." Qu Yipeng slowly attached to the body, firmly coagulated him, "Qu Chenjiang, where is my child?"

It seems that the poison is more and more strong. Qu Chenjiang shakes his head in response and hits the wall firmly.

The collision seemed to sober him up, and he even smiled: "I'm sorry, I can't support it Can we talk about it another time? "

"No." Qu Yihong is beside the quiet tunnel.

"Then That's OK. " Qushen river is murmuring faintly.

His eyes were a little lax, he looked around at a loss, and suddenly took the pen holder in the middle of the conference table.

He found a knife to sharpen a pencil from inside, and then suddenly nailed it to the back of his hand.

Qu Chenjiang's series of actions are only a second or two away, and the two quyipeng brothers sitting opposite are too late to stop them.

Qu Chenjiang's left hand was bleeding.

"What are you going to do?" Qu Yipeng stares at the knife on Qu Chenjiang's back in horror. "Suicide? You can't kill yourself if you hurt here! "

Without saying a word, Qu Yihong stared at the abrupt action of Qu Chenjiang.

The huge pain makes Qu Chenjiang's lax eyes focus instantly, and poison Yin seems to be scared away by the pain.

"OK, let's go on now!" Qu Chenjiang even smiled, "I guess after this talk, you won't let me live again. Is that right? "

No one answered Qu's question.

Although the eyes of both brothers stare at the back of Qu Chenjiang's hand, no one is going to pull out the knife.

Compared with Qiao Aiqing, who was secretly killed by him, it's nothing for him to shed such a little blood.

"And my child?" Qu Yipeng's eyes are cold. "I'm waiting for your answer."

"Dead." Qu Chenjiang looked at the blood on the table, and his thought became clear gradually. "At the beginning, that driver was not professional, and he could not crash people."

Qu Yipeng as elegant atmosphere of men, a slap and jilt the past.

Qu Chenjiang dodges slightly and successfully dodges half a slap. Qu Yipeng's fingertips are rowed on Qu Chenjiang's face.

The right hand wiped the place that Qu Yipeng hit, Qu Chenjiang pulled out an ugly smile: "really cruel!"

"If you don't speak well, there's more ruthless." Qu Yipeng said in a deep voice.

"I'm not wrong." Qu Chenjiang shook his head. "Let him want Luo Bingrong's life. He even wanted the little life in her stomach. I don't think I need to pay for a baby girl to fill you up if Luo Bingrong died crisply. "

Qu Yipeng's hand is unconsciously clenched into a fist.

"Elder brother, I'll ask again." Qu Yihong quietly blocked Qu Yipeng's fist back and calmly stared at Qu Chenjiang.

"Ask!" Qu Chenjiang looked at his blood. "Before I die, I'm willing to say anything."

"It's a good thing you like to say." Qu Yihong said calmly, "but it's also important if you can make us believe it."

Qu Chenjiang raised his eyes and stared at Qu Yihong: "don't you believe it?"

His face was distorted by the great pain, and his tone sounded bleak: "of course, I understand that you never believed me."

"Ask you again." Qu Yihong fixed him, "what's the matter with that child?"

"Dead!" Without hesitation, Qu replied, "if you don't believe it, you can go to the doctor of that year and know whether I'm telling you the truth or not."

"Doctors of the year..." Qu Yipeng mumbles, his face is loose.

Qu Yihong stood up and said, "Qu Chenjiang, give you one last chance. Can you save your own personal freedom, you decide... "

"You give me ten million more chances, and I say the same." "Qu Chenjiang's tone is pathetic," what I said is the truth. It's the same as Aiqing's death. Aiqing was not killed by me. It was forced to die by your Qu family. It was forced to die by your Qu Yihong. "

"All right!" Qu Yihong looked at his elder brother calmly. "If elder brother doesn't have anything to say, let the third in."

Qu Yipeng stared at Qu Chenjiang closely, from his bloody hand to his face with light muscle tremor.

He could see nothing but blood. "No more." Qu Yipeng slowly closed his eyes, "let the third in..."