Chapter 737: cold back
In fact, although the old lady prioritizes sons over daughters, after getting along with her during this period of time, she is still good to herself. She is not like the best grandmothers on TV who abuse her granddaughter for her grandson, and even push her granddaughter into a fire pit.
At most, I just gave Ye Tong four pieces of meat and two pieces, and let her do more work!
Compared with the most vicious grandma, the old lady is really much better.
"Old lady, Ye Zhiguo is really not my biological father. He killed my biological father and then took over my mother. At that time, my mother already had me in her belly. Later, when my mother gave birth to Xiaotong, Ye Zhiguo harmed my mother again. He died tragically due to hemorrhage, and after that, in order to get my family's property, he only wanted to support me..."
Although the truth is cruel, sooner or later, he has to tell the old lady, Ye Qingqing told the cause and effect of the incident in its entirety.
The old lady was stunned, her mind was buzzing, she couldn't believe it at all.
How could the eldest son be so bad?
Her son wouldn't be that bad, she didn't believe it.
"Ye Zhiguo wanted to harm Qingqing yesterday and almost threw her off the cliff." Lu Mo said solemnly.
The old lady looked up at Ye Qingqing, and then she understood why Ye Qingqing made the dumplings like dumplings. It turned out that the eldest son did it. The old lady had a chill in her back. In the past, the eldest son was so kind to this girl, even a heavy word. She refused to say that sometimes her eldest son would be unhappy when she scolds this girl.
He clearly loves him so much, but the eldest son says that he will be ruthless when he is ruthless.
The old lady thought of the scenes when Ye Zhiguo was cruel to Shen Yanhong in those two nights. At that time, the hideous face on the eldest son's face made the old lady sleep restless for several nights. She often dreamed of Ye Zhiguo's fierce face. .
Although the emotion made the old lady unbelievable, in fact, the old lady already believed it a little.
I think the eldest son may really be able to do those things!
"What the **** is going on? Why did Zhiguo want to harm Qingqing?" The old lady's voice was hoarse, trying to figure it out.
You can't just kill someone for no reason, right?
Ye Hua next to him was also frightened. There were too many things that happened, and he couldn't accept it for a while, but he understood one thing.
Ye Qingqing is not her father's daughter!
Moreover, Dad didn't like Ye Qingqing at all. The reason why he was nice to this **** was that he wanted to get the property of this dominatrix.
Ye Hua couldn't help looking at the house. The property of the Doge is the house. It is indeed quite a lot of money. No wonder Doya is so dragged!
Ye Qingqing didn't want to talk about the past, Lu Mo patiently told the old lady, including the outrageous things Ye Zhiguo did to Xu Yali~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The old lady's face was pale, her body couldn't stop trembling, and she said Wearing Buddha.
No wonder the eldest son kept Xu Yali in the house for so long that day, and he didn't let her in, and he couldn't hear a single sound. It turned out that the eldest son was...
The tragic scene before Xu Yali's death appeared in front of her eyes, there was so much blood, the room was full of blood, and Xu Yali's face was whiter than the dead... The old lady couldn't help shivering.
The eldest son's heart is really cruel!
"How many people did Zhiguo kill?" the old lady asked in a low voice.
"So far, Qingqing's parents, and one of his accomplices, if not for Qingqing, Shen Yanhong would have been killed by Ye Zhiguo long ago. He wanted to kill Qingqing yesterday." Lu Mo said coldly.
The old lady shuddered again, and couldn't help but think of the night when Shen Yanhong was bleeding heavily, the eldest son was walking slowly with Shen Yanhong on his back, blood was dripping along the way...
She thought the eldest son was really tired at the time, but now that she thinks about it, the eldest son should be procrastinating?
