The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 567 It Looks Like You Don't Want To Live Anymore

Old Madam Yan almost exploded her lungs.

However, the bullet has no eyes, and no matter how angry it is, it can only be swallowed back into the stomach.

Yan Zhixin raised her chin slightly: "Let your people go out."

Old Madam Yan's eyes were about to burst into flames, and the veins on her forehead were throbbing, but she had no choice but to wave her hand to signal the group of burly men to back out.

Yan Zhixin felt that the air was much fresher, and said slowly, "You don't want me to attend the shareholders' meeting, and I don't want you to walk out of here alive."

Old Madam Yan's face became even more ugly: "What do you want to do?"

Yan Zhixin glanced at the time, "The shareholders' meeting will start in 5 minutes, and you will be given 4 minutes to confess. If you miss this opportunity, there will be no future."

Old Madam Yan gradually calmed down: "I'll make a call."

Gu Xi's gun was not retracted, and the old lady Yan did not dare to move rashly, so she could only shoot in front of her.

Yan Zhixin didn't care who the other party was calling, she picked up the phone and looked, at some point, Ling Feng had already sent her a message.

There are only four simple words: heart failure.

Yan Zhixin's hand holding the phone trembled uncontrollably.

At the same time, Ling Feng stood in front of Mo Junting and reported: "A few minutes ago, Ms. Yan sent her mother Xie Qingzhu's medical records. Ms. Xie Qingzhu died of heart failure."

Mo Junting frowned slightly: "Explain."

"It's not a disease in its own right, it's an advanced stage in the development of heart disease."

Holding the tablet computer in one hand, Ling Feng pulled out various information he had investigated before and placed them in front of Mo Junting: "The Xie family has no genetic history of heart disease, and the physical examination and pregnancy examination of Xie Qingzhu and Yan Haiping before their marriage showed that , her heart is fine."

Facing Mo Junting's gaze, he summed up neatly: "That lady most likely died of drug murder."

Mo Junting's eyes were condensed, his face was as cold as frost, and his whole body exuded an astonishing coldness. He was silent for a moment, and ordered: "From now on, you go to Yan Zhixin's side, and you don't have to come back until the affairs of Yan's family are over."

Ling Feng bowed: "Yes, young master."

……

Mrs. Yan quickly ended the call.

After that, her face looked calmer: "Someone will call you later, just answer it."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Zhixin's cell phone rang.

Yan Zhixin looked down, but it was from Tang Weiwei.

She clicked to answer, and said concisely: "Long story short."

Tang Weiwei guessed that it was inconvenient for her, so there was no nonsense, and he just picked the key point and said: "I just got someone to translate the medical records. Your mother died of heart failure... I was in the hospital to ask her doctor, but there are many doctors in the hospital." Passed away years ago, died of medical trouble."

Yan Zhixin's face was completely cold to the extreme.

Hands and feet are so clean!

She really deserves to be Mrs. Yan!
Just after finishing speaking, another new call came in, this time from an unfamiliar number.

The other party was a man with a slightly old voice, and asked gently: "Excuse me, are you Ms. Yan Zhixin? I'm Xie Qingzhu's attending doctor. I heard that you want to know more about her..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Zhixin hung up the phone and said with a sneer, "Old Madam Yan, it seems that you don't want to live anymore, do you?"

Old Madam Yan pretended not to understand: "What do you mean?"

Yan Zhixin said coldly: "Since you don't want this opportunity, I don't need to give you another chance. Gu Xi, please 'help' her to attend the shareholders' meeting."

(End of this chapter)