Madam, take care of your little vest

Chapter 87 The Death of Sun Yu
Sun family.

Sun Zheng was walking back and forth in the living room with a sad face. Ever since he learned yesterday that his son Sun Yu had been beaten to the point of crippling his limbs and was detained by Qingfeng Pavilion, he hasn't had a good rest all night.

"Xue'er, Zhao Chong really agreed to go to Qingfeng Pavilion to rescue Yu'er yesterday?" Mrs. Sun who was also anxious at the side took Sun Xue's hand, and kept shaking and loosening, loosening and shaking, repeatedly, and tears kept coming. His eyes were spinning in his eye sockets, and after a day and a night, his eyes were already red.

"Mom, as soon as I received the news yesterday, I followed your instructions and immediately asked my father-in-law. He promised to save my brother today. Don't worry, there may be news soon."

Sun Xue was also very anxious. After leaving Zhao's house yesterday, she was worried, and immediately returned to Sun's house, waiting for Sun Yu to come home with her parents.

"That's right, the Patriarch of the Zhao family went to ask for someone in person, so it's impossible for Qingfeng Pavilion not to let him go." Sun Zhengqiang suppressed the anxiety in his heart, sat on the sofa, took a sip of tea, and tried to calm himself down.

"Master! Patriarch Zhao is here!"

As soon as they heard that Zhao Chong was coming, Sun Zheng and the others immediately got up and walked towards the gate to greet Sun Yu, only to see Zhao Chong, Zhao Butler, and a stretcher covered in a white cloth.

"My in-laws, this, this is?" An uneasy thought rushed into Sun Zheng's mind. He seemed to have faintly noticed something, but he didn't want to believe it. He could only wait for Zhao Chong to give him an answer.

Zhao Chong had a mournful face, his cloudy eyes were full of guilt, and there was a trace of regret in his old and hoarse voice.

"Old Sun, it's all my fault, I was late, Xiaoyu..."

"What's wrong with Yu'er?!" Madam Sun stared at Zhao Chong in panic, not wanting to believe the news she was about to hear. After clearing the face under the white cloth, he fell to the ground in despair.

"Yuer! My Yuer!"

Hearing Mrs. Sun's wailing voice, Zhao Chong didn't need to say anything more. Sun Zheng couldn't hold back and fell backwards, and was supported by Butler Zhao who was always beside him in time.

Sun Zheng watched Sun Xue run to cry with Mrs. Sun, crying so much that he almost fainted, and besides sadness, there was endless hatred in his heart.

"Jun Qingran, Qingfeng Pavilion, I, Sun Zheng, want you to be buried with Yu'er!"

Hearing Sun Zheng's ruthless words, Zhao Chong's eyes flashed a dark light, and he patted Sun Zheng's shoulder, "Old Sun, Xiaoyu's injury was mainly caused by that Jun Qingran, and because of If the treatment is not timely, this tragedy will happen, it is all my fault, I should have gone earlier."

"In-law, I don't blame you for this matter." Although Sun Zheng did have a grudge against Zhao Chong in his heart, at this moment he had to choose to ignore this resentment. For the sake of the Sun family, he could not offend Zhao Chong.

"Then old Sun, what are your plans for the future?" Zhao Chong looked at Sun Zheng worriedly, "To deal with Qingfeng Pavilion, we still need to make a long-term plan."

"I understand." Sun Zheng stared at Sun Yu under the white cloth, his eyes filled with hatred, "I can't move the Qingfeng Pavilion, but Jun Qingran, I want her to die without a place to bury her, to avenge Yu'er! "

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Chong and Butler Zhao looked at each other for a moment. Zhao Chong lowered his old eyes and stared indifferently at Sun Yu under the white cloth. No one noticed that there was a faintly weird smile hidden in the corner of his mouth .

(End of this chapter)