Chu Shao's sweet wife is beautiful and wild

Chapter 1372 He Knows, He Should Confess

"Little aunt, even you lied to me, it's a shame that I trust you so much!"

Zhou Muyao's face turned pale when she yelled at her, and the blood gradually faded from her face, Yiren...does she know what?
She cast her eyes on Chu Gan helplessly, what should she do?
Now how to do?
Chu Gan pursed his thin lips, and his deep eyes silently looked at Yan Yiren, watching her vent, watching her collapse.

After a long time, he said, "Do you really want to know the truth?"

"Yes." Yan Yiren clenched her lips, tears streaming down her face.

No matter what the result is, what she is asking for is just the truth.

Is it really that difficult to tell her the truth?

Her request has never been too much, she is Chu Huaijin's wife, and she has the right to know anything about him.

Even if he died, she still needs to know who killed him and where he died.

"Follow me." Chu Gan nodded, and then took the lead to pass her and walk towards the room.

Yan Yiren was full of color, following behind him, Zhou Muyao was still worried about her, although she must be complaining about her now, but she still couldn't just watch a person walk with difficulty.

This time, Yan Yiren did not refuse Zhou Muyao's support.

Seeing that Yan Yiren came in with Chu Gan, Qi Fenghe felt relieved.

She stood by the sofa, clasped her hands tightly, and refused to take her eyes off Yan Yiren for a moment.

Chu Gan walked to the sofa, "Mother, please sit down too."

What I want to say later, I'm afraid I won't be able to say clearly in a while.

Qi Fenghe nodded absentmindedly, and after Zhou Muyao helped Yan Yiren to sit down, Qi Fenghe sat down with the help of the servant.

Chu Gan also sat down, his eyes fell silently on Yan Yiren's face.

She had cried, her face was full of tears, the tears wet|wet her hair, stuck to her face, her eyes were red and swollen, and the conjunctival hyperemia caused by excitement made her look extraordinarily terrifying.

Those eyes were scarlet like blood.

"Yi Ren, since you want to know the truth, well, let me tell you."

Chu Gan paused, and frowned worriedly: "What I'm going to say next, I hope you are prepared. No matter what happens, you are not alone, you still have us, you still have children, understand?"

After hearing the opening remarks, Yan Yiren had already anticipated how cruel the truth would be.

Her face was ashen ashes, her tightly biting lips were already oozing blood.

Along her delicate chin, it flowed down in a meandering way.

"Yiren, don't be like this." Zhou Muyao hugged her shoulder distressedly, and kept patting her shoulders.

Trying to comfort her and give her support through small movements.

Footsteps came from far to near, running down the stairs.

Mengmeng was still wearing her pajamas, her hair was messy, and she rushed down in a panic.

He looked around slowly and saw that everyone was there, and finally, his eyes fell on Yan Yiren's face.

His heart thumped and sank into the abyss.

It's time to come, it's coming.

He walked towards Yan Yiren in a daze, and without saying a word, he knelt down in front of her with a plop.

During this period of time, he couldn't eat and couldn't sleep at night. As long as he closed his eyes, the image of the yacht exploding was in his mind.

He couldn't sleep, thinking of Chu Huaijin, and thinking of guilt made his heart ache.

It was almost at dawn that he could fall asleep. When he heard the movement downstairs, he didn't care about anything and rushed down immediately.

The moment he saw Yan Yiren, he knew that it was time for him to confess.

(End of this chapter)