I became my ex boyfriend's grandma

Chapter 830 Abandoned Corpse
Facing everyone's surprised and disgusted eyes, Yan Tingting returned to Xing's house cursing all the way, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of Tian Ruyi lying motionless on the ground.

Frowning in disgust, Yan Tingting ignored her and walked away. After walking a few steps, she felt that something was wrong. She turned back and said impatiently: "Mom, what do you look like lying here? Get up quickly."

Tian Ruyi remained motionless.

Yan Tingting became even more impatient: "Hurry up, don't you just want money? I'll just give it to you. Take the money and leave quickly, otherwise I will be found out by others, and you will never get a penny in the future!"

Tian Ruyi remained motionless.

Could it be that he really fainted, wasn't he pretending?
Yan Tingting knelt down, wanting to shake Tian Ruyi, but she was startled by the cold and stiff touch, she reached for her breath with trembling hands, and immediately collapsed on the ground in fright.

dead... dead?
Who killed her mother?who is it?
His eyes fell on the pinch mark on Tian Ruyi's neck, the bloody mouth cut by his nails, and a piece of manicure left in the wound, which was very familiar.

That manicure is exactly the same as hers...

Stretching out her hand tremblingly, Yan Tingting watched in disbelief that the nail on her right index finger disappeared at some point, while the other nails were covered with dried blood.

A terrible scene suddenly popped up in her mind: she had a frantic expression, pinching Tian Ruyi tightly...Tian Ruyi struggled, and stopped moving...

No, it wasn't her, she didn't kill anyone!
Yan Tingting scrambled and ran away, stumbling all the way back to the room, knocking the servant to the ground.

The servant dared not speak out, and could only pick up the things silently.

Rushing to the bathroom, Yan Tingting desperately washed her hands.

But no matter how she washed it, her nails were as bright red as blood, which looked very appalling.

"It's not me, it's not me, I didn't kill anyone, I didn't..."

She frantically grabbed something and threw it at the mirror, and then began to peel off the carefully crafted bright red nails one by one, as if that could change the fact that she killed someone.

Looking at the ghostly pale face in the broken mirror, viciousness welled up in her eyes.

No, if someone finds Tian Ruyi's body, it will definitely be found out that she killed her.

It was with great difficulty that she became the eldest lady of the Xing family, and it was with great difficulty that she had everything she has now, so she must not be discovered!
Yes, no one saw it anyway, no one knew she killed it.

And no one would look for Tian Ruyi, as long as she disposed of the body properly, no one would find that Tian Ruyi had disappeared.

The cruelty on her face became heavier, she took a deep breath, changed into light clothes, and threw Tian Ruyi into the forest.

"Mom, don't blame me. I don't want to kill you either. Who told you to show up at the wrong time? You can go at ease. When I get the property of the Xing family, I will definitely send you a lot of money so that you can run amok underground. So, don't blame me, and don't come to me for revenge, just wait and be a ghostly rich woman with peace of mind."

Tian Ruyi's eyes were still wide-eyed, full of ferociousness.

She couldn't believe it until she died, she would die at the hands of her own daughter.What's more, she would never have imagined that her own daughter would hastily abandon her body in order to cover up her crime.

After disposing of Tian Ruyi's body, Yan Tingting rushed home in a hurry, knocked the servant to the ground again, and scolded viciously: "Wouldn't you have eyes when you walk?"

Looking at her back, the servant scolded angrily: "Are you rushing to the funeral?"

After scolding, he realized that he had scolded the rest of the Xing family, so he quickly pouted a few times.

Yan Tingting went back to her room and changed into gorgeous clothes, went out with expensive jewelry, clothes, and bags to sell, and traded for more drugs, indulging in illusions to escape fear and conscience.

(End of this chapter)