Reborn Shadow Queen: Jun Shao's favorite

Chapter 470 Strange Death ([-])

"what on earth is it?"

Murong Ao, who was sitting in the car, yelled at the person on the other end of the phone angrily. It had been so many years and he had never sent such a thing. As a result, Tang Limo caught him right after he left the house today. This made him have to wonder in his heart whether there was an inner ghost around him.

"I don't know either, boss."

"Quickly check for me! Find out who is behind my back!"

"Okay, I know."

After hanging up the phone, Murong Ao rubbed his temples angrily, trying to relieve his headache a bit.

The lawyer sitting in front squinted at Murong Ao behind him, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes besides fear.

At this time, Murong Chuan was at Murong's house, waiting for Murong Ao's return, standing in front of the window, observing the situation outside the gate, waiting for his appearance.

Murong's house, where none of the rooms were lit, looked even more mysterious and gloomy under the moonlight.

"Hey?"

"Murong Ao was sent back, right?"

"Well, the lawyer told me they're on their way home now."

"Okay, then do as I said, you continue to give evidence to Tang Limo."

"Okay, got it."

After hanging up the phone, Murong Chuan looked out the window again, his translucent eyes radiated green light in the dark night.

He is back……

Murong Chuan's eyes were fixed on the window, and Murong Ao got out of the car with an angry face.

"gentlemen……"

The lawyer stopped Murong Ao from behind.

"what?"

Murong Ao looked at the lawyer behind him impatiently. He was already in a bad mood, and he didn't have the patience to pester him any longer.

"You'd better not go out recently."

"Do you care if I go out or not? It seems that my salary is too much for you!"

Murong Ao yelled at the well-intentioned lawyer unceremoniously, turned his head and returned home before he could speak.

The lawyer stood under the warm-colored streetlights, with a helpless smile on his face, and he couldn't feel any warmth of humanity on his body.

"Then you can ask for blessings..."

The lawyer murmured alone, then turned his head and left Murong's house.

At this time, Murong Chuan, who was standing in front of the window, had a panoramic view of all this, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Where is Murong Chuan?"

As soon as Murong Ao entered the house, he immediately asked the housekeeper where Murong Chuan was.

"Master is in the room."

As soon as the butler finished speaking, Murong Chuan walked into the eyes of the two of them.

"Father, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Nonsense! Why call you when you have nothing to do!"

Murong Ao frowned, his face was full of anger.

"Then tell me."

"I have an accident now. If the police come to find me after a while, you just admit that you did everything."

While talking, Murong Ao sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, raised his eyebrows and looked at his so-called son.

Hearing this, Murong Chuan raised his eyes to look at Murong Ao, without saying a word, but the hands behind his back were already tightly clenched.

"What? Don't want to?"

Murong Ao saw that Murong Chuan in front of him didn't speak, angrily instructed him to get up from the sofa, approached Murong Chuan, and grabbed his collar.

"No, father."

"It's fine if you don't!"

Murong Ao let go of Murong Chuan, and pushed him hard, Murong Chuan took advantage of the momentum and was pushed to the ground.

"You just use this opportunity to exercise your body."

Murong Ao looked Murong Chuan up and down with a face full of sarcasm, then turned his head and went back to the room.

Only Murong Chuan was left standing in the room alone, clenched his fists, his face was full of anger, and his whole body was terribly cold.

"Master?"

The butler noticed the change in Murong Chuan, and stepped forward to call Murong Chuan.

"roll."

Murong Chuan didn't glance at the butler beside him, left a word, and went back to his room.

The butler looked at Murong Chuan's back, always feeling a little worried in his heart.

In the dark room, Murong Chuan walked to the bed and took out the dagger from under the pillow.

Under the bleak moonlight, Murong Chuan held it, rubbing and wiping it constantly.

"Why do you do this to me? Let me come back, is it just your tool?"

"Murong Ao, I will make you pay for this."

On a quiet and desolate night, Murong Chuan walked to the door of Murong Ao's room, and quietly listened to the roaring sound inside.

dong dong dong...

"Who?"

"Father, it's me."

"What are you doing here?"

While talking, Murong Ao walked over to open the door for Murong Chuan.

The moment the door was opened, Murong Chuan's pale face and blurred eyes directly met Murong Chuan's eyes, and Murong Chuan put away the dagger in his pocket.

"Father."

"come in."

Murong Ao turned his head and walked back into the room, the white powder scattered on the table hadn't had time to clean it up.

Murong Chuan frowned, looking at the man sitting there in a daze, he never thought that a man with such a strong smell of books would look like this in the dark.

"Murong Chuan, why are you so stupid, you insist on fighting against me because of your semi-disabled mother!"

At this moment, Murong Ao was unconscious, sitting there with his head up, his eyes kept rolling upwards.

Half disabled?Silly?

These few words kept hitting Murong Chuan's heart, making it hard for him to bear it.

He clenched his fists tightly and with a gloomy face, he approached Murong Ao who was sitting there drunk and dreaming step by step.

"What are you doing?"

Murong Ao squinted his eyes, watching Murong Chuan in front of him approaching him little by little, but he couldn't feel any strangeness in his heart because of the drugs, and couldn't feel the slightest danger.

"What am I not doing, Father, do you know my name?"

Murong Chuan's face was sullen, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more ghostly.

"Hahahaha... Murong Chuan, are you crazy?"

Hearing this, Murong Ao laughed loudly, with saliva and tears flying freely.

If someone saw Murong Ao's appearance at this time, no one would have imagined that such a embarrassed person would be the suave and artistic Murong Ao.

"You are wrong, my name is not Murong Chuan, my surname is Jiang, and my name is Jiang Chuan."

As soon as the words fell, Murong Chuan rushed towards Murong Ao, covering his mouth and nose with his hands.

The delirious Murong Ao, after feeling the strangeness of Murong Chuan, instead of being afraid, he smiled even more crazily.

Murong Chuan just looked at the crazy man in front of him, his eyes gradually became dark, and the strength in his hands gradually increased, all the anger was vented in an instant.

Murong Chuan just watched, watching the man in front of him gradually give up struggling, watching the man in front of him gradually lose consciousness, watching the man gradually close his eyes and fall into a coma.

But Murong Chuan still didn't let go, still clutching tightly, laughing wantonly.

At this time, outside the door, the butler shook his head helplessly and left.

(End of this chapter)