Reject violent husband: wife is neither stupid nor naive

"No! You must not know." Mo Bonian was dripping with sweat.In the final struggle.

If you say it is dead, if you don't say it, you are dead.

But as a condition, it has to be exchanged once.

Tang Yiling pursed her thin lips, squinted at him and asked back, "I must not know?" What could it be?

Really, a trace of curiosity arose in my heart. [

This is probably the secret of why old man Lin wanted to fight against the Tang family.

From all the signs, it can be seen that old man Lin's conspiracy has been going on for a long time.Before taking out the white jade scroll and pretending to donate it to the auction...or before that.

Old man Lin is also for that treasure?

Do you have to kill him just for the treasure?Kill him to get the scroll?

Tang Yiling felt that things were not so simple... Or, this was just a cover for Mr. Lin.

"Conditions, tell me."

When Mo Bonian heard this, he saw a glimmer of hope, "As long as you let our Mo family go... I will tell you the secret of the past."

"Let go? All?"

"All, all!" He opened his mouth a bit like a lion.

"Your secret may not be worth this one."

"It's worth it! Surely you don't know how your parents died?"

"??!!" Tang Yiling stood up suddenly, his eyes were extremely sharp, "Just for this? Do you still want to negotiate terms with me? I regret to tell you, I knew it a long time ago..." There is nothing to say about this matter. , he has forgiven Xiao Han. .If Mo Bonian wanted to use this as a secret to negotiate terms with him, it would be wrong on top of mistakes!

That little curiosity is gone!

Tang Yiling turned around and walked away. After walking a few steps, he heard Mo Bonian's eyes wide open, looking at the pistol that Xiao Chuan was pulling out, and shouted in panic, "No, it's impossible. Even your grandfather can't do this. Know, how could you know?! Impossible, impossible..."

Just as Xiaochuan buckled the trigger.

"Wait!" Tang Yiling turned around.

Grandpa doesn't even know?

In Tang Yiling's glance, the atmosphere became serious.

It was very quiet, as if a needle could be heard falling to the ground. [

He walked in front of Mo Bonian, squinting his eyes slightly, "How did my parents die, please tell me first."

Mo Bonian was lying on the ground, beads of sweat falling drop by drop, and said in a trembling voice, "Ling, Young Master Ling, your parents' car accident was not an accident. Someone did it... in their car beforehand... Hands and feet, I have long wanted to put them to death..."