Married by Ivan Vane, the bride who was snatched

Chapter 324 The Death of Mi Zhenglin (4)

Mi Yao and Huangfu Jianchen took Mi Zhenglin away, Su Zhishui quickly reached out and grabbed Feng Yueming's sleeve, she panicked and said, "What about Brother Yueming, I killed someone now, if Mi Yao goes to sue me If not, I will go to jail, I don't want to go to jail!"

Feng Yueming's handsome facial features were as sharp as a knife's edge. He looked at Su Zhishui with scarlet eyes, and said indifferently, "Since you don't want to go to jail, why did you kill Mi Zhenglin? Why didn't you think of the consequences when you did it?"

Brother Yueming is yelling at her?
Just for Mi Zhenglin?

Su Zhishui cried sadly and aggrieved, "Brother Yueming, I didn't do it on purpose, Mi Zhenglin was waiting for you in the study, and I just came in. As soon as he saw me, he dragged me and scolded me, saying that I was a vixen seducing you." , Said that you love Mi Yao, and he also said that Mi Yao is now with His Highness the Third Highness, and he doesn’t want you anymore. He said that the purpose of his visit this time is to let you stop pestering Mi Yao, and he also threatened that if you If you pester Mi Yao again, he will tell the media that I was ... imprisoned, I was so scared, so I pushed him by mistake, who knows that he fell to his death like this, I really didn't mean it..."

"Brother Yueming, you must save me, I don't want to go to jail..."

Feng Yueming looked at Su Zhishui, also crying, why did Su Zhishui have no disturbance when he cried, but Mi Yao's heart hurt so much when he cried.

"Save?" He raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, "How to save? You didn't kill him?"

Su Zhishui was stopped by the question, and now she cried even harder, "Brother Yueming, I know, you won't save me, and you are also on Mi Yao's side..."

"No matter what I have done for you, you only have Mi Yao in your heart. Well, this time, you can also help Mi Yao deal with me. I won't blame you. If you kill me and go to jail, I'm going to go to jail!"

After speaking, Su Zhishui ran away.

Feng Yueming stood on the spot alone, he closed his tired eyes heavily.

……

Mi Yao started to attend the funeral, and at the same time, she immediately called the police.

However, the development of things was beyond her expectation.

She was dressed in black and sat on a chair with a small white flower on her hair. Huangfu Jianchen was by her side, and opposite were two policemen.

The policeman said, "Miss Mi, we have detained the suspect Su Zhishui based on your report, but she insisted that it was not she who pushed him, but your father Mi Zhenglin who fell and knocked on the table. We will also file a case." The location of the incident is the Young Marshal's Mansion to collect evidence, but there is no strong evidence at the scene to prove that Su Zhishui committed murder."

"How did this happen?" Mi Yao's pupils shrank suddenly, "That day Su Zhishui personally admitted that she killed my daddy, and I, Jian Chen, and Feng Yueming were all present at that time."

"Yes, I can testify." Huangfu Jianchen nodded.

The policeman took a careful look at Huangfu Jianchen, and then said, "Miss Mi, you said Feng Shuai was there at the time, we went to record a statement, Feng Shuai said that Su Zhishui did not say that."

"what?"

Feng Yueming is lying!

Feng Yueming actually shielded Su Zhishui!

The police showed a embarrassed expression, "Miss Mi, you didn't see Su Zhishui kill your father with your own eyes, and you don't have any witnesses or physical evidence. Your serious evidence is insufficient. Su Zhishui has asked a lawyer to release her on bail, so she is out now. And Su Zhishui also said that he would sue you for defamation."

Mi Yao's heart was utterly chilled, she couldn't believe that Su Zhishui's murderer was not only at large, but also so arrogant, what's wrong with this world?
She could also see the faces of the two policemen. Su Zhishui was the daughter of a high official, and Feng Yueming was behind her back to support her. The police didn't want to take this hot potato at all.

Feng Yueming!
Mi Yao clenched her fists, she didn't feel any pain when she dug her nails into her palms.

The police left, and Huangfu Jianchen held her cold little hand, "Yaoyao, don't worry, the Skynet is not leaking, let's find evidence slowly, and we will surely bring Su Zhishui to justice."

"Bring to justice?" Mi Yao raised the corners of her lips and smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's not easy? Don't say I have no evidence, even if I have solid evidence, but Feng Yueming is behind Su Zhishui's backing, the entire Z country No lawyer would dare to take my case, heh, I'm useless, Daddy was killed by Su Zhishui, but I don't have the ability to avenge Daddy!"

"Yaoyao, you are not alone, I will help you." Huangfu Jianchen hugged Mi Yao in his arms.

"Jian Chen," Mi Yao pushed him away, "It's impossible for me to be with you after what happened. I'm sorry, just treat it as my betrayal."

"Yaoyao..."

"Don't worry about my affairs in the future, let alone confront Feng Yueming because of me. There are many good girls in this world, and you will definitely meet someone better than me. As for me..." Mi Yao lifted her head. The little head looked at the gray weather, "I have nothing to be afraid of now, and I have nothing to lose. I feel that I am... invincible."

Mi Yao laughed, she shed tears when she smiled.

Huangfu Jianchen felt heartache, as if a big hand pinched his heart, how much he wanted to take this girl under his wing and protect it.

"Yaoyao." He wanted to hug her.

But Mi Yao got up first and left.

……

Seven days later.

Mi Zhenglin was buried, and Mi Yao buried Daddy next to Mommy. Daddy loves Mommy, so this can be regarded as the fulfillment of Daddy.

She hoped that Daddy could rest in peace.

At this time, there was a tall and handsome figure beside him, Feng Yueming came, he was dressed in black, holding a black umbrella in his hand, today's weather was bad, it started to drizzle, he stood on the tombstone Before that, he saluted Mi Zhenglin.

Mi Yao didn't turn her head to look at him, she smiled coldly, "Now that my father is dead, are you happy?"

Feng Yueming looked at the girl next to her, she had lost a lot of weight in the past few days, her long black hair was tied into a low ponytail, her palm-sized face had no expression other than coldness and numbness, she didn't cry, but he knew She was in pain to the bone marrow.

The autumn wind stirred the hem of the black coat on his body, he pursed his thin lips, and then said, "I never thought of letting your father die."

No matter how much he hated her before, or what happened to Ping'er, he never thought of taking Mi Zhenglin's life.

"Oh," Mi Yao smiled shallowly, "You didn't want my daddy to die, but my daddy died in your young marshal's mansion, in the hands of Su Zhishui, and you still shielded Su Zhishui. What's the difference if you killed my father with your own hands? Feng Yueming, besides Su Zhishui, you are also the murderer!"

Feng Yueming felt that her throat was astringent, and the explanation she said at this time was also weak, "I can promise you anything except Su Zhishui's life."

"Oh, is that so?" Mi Yao turned around and looked directly at him, "Then can I take your life?"

Want his life?

This is the second time she has said that she wants to kill him.

"Mi Yao, do you hate me that much?"

(End of this chapter)