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"Why can't it be you?" Such an answer was to tell Tang Qiao clearly.She didn't want to answer Tang Qiao's question, or the answer was too complicated and she was too lazy to say it, or the answer was unnecessary.

Anyway, Tang Qiao has come, she just needs Tang Qiao to be a good listener.

So Tang Qiao stopped asking, but said as an equal of his peers, "Then what can I do for you?"

Mrs. Eight immediately felt the kindness from Tang Qiao. She sat up with a smile on her face. Different from the mechanical smiles in the past, it was a real smile from the heart.

"Tang Qiao, do you know that you are very different?" Mrs. Eight shook her head regretfully, "I was fascinated by Lin Wanxin's identity, and it took me so long to discover it. Do you think I am stupid? ah?"

If she could have found out earlier and sided with Tang Qiao earlier, then it is very likely that she would not be where she is now.It's a pity, I knew earlier that money is hard to buy.

Tang Qiao thought about it seriously before answering: "I think people are not fooled by stupidity sometimes, but by cleverness."

Mrs. Eight was startled again, and she nodded in agreement, "You are wronged by your cleverness. You are right at all. It is a pity that I have been wronged, and I have no chance to correct it."

"Why not?" Tang Qiao looked at Mrs. Eight and carefully organized her words, "I always thought that you were not a cruel person. This time you wanted to kill the old man, and you were being used by others. What's more, you attempted to kill , as long as you are willing to cooperate with the Ye family, the old man will let you go."

Tang Qiao wanted to say that as long as Mrs. Eight is willing to tell the whole story, the Ye family will intercede with the judge, and the crime she committed would be a few years in prison.

The eighth wife is still so young, and she is only in her thirties after being released from prison. At that time, she can get rid of Ye's house and live the life she wants.

Isn't that bad?
An extremely brief smile appeared on Mrs. Eight's face, but soon, her smile froze: "Really? You still trust the men of the Ye family so much? Isn't your sister Tang Shu's fate not miserable enough?" ?”

"She—" Tang Qiao almost forgot about this woman.

Her "good sister" wants her life very much. She can even use her own son and daughter. Fundamentally speaking, she is much worse than Mrs. Eight.

"I know that your sisters don't get along, but you can't blame Tang Shu entirely, right? Is your mother glorious? She is such a young woman, what can she do to marry a man who is so many years older than herself?"

Mrs. Eight seemed to be laughing at Tang Qiao's mother, just like her, who committed herself to the old man for money, power or resources.

"I don't know." Tang Qiao replied honestly.

As a child, it is really difficult for her to judge the behavior of her parents.But she never felt that her mother was a bad person.

She said very understandingly:

"But I know that there is no easy word in the adult world. Once a person grows up, he will be surrounded by many helplessness. There is nothing wrong with people choosing to protect themselves. Besides, there is no rule that women cannot like older than themselves man?"

"You are really a naive little cutie." Mrs. Eight smiled and shook her head.It seemed that she had been lying down for a long time, and her back was sore. She beat her waist and stood up.

Then a person walked to the window, opened the window, she raised her face, and enjoyed the most vicious sun in the summer afternoon.

In the past, she was most afraid of the sun, always saying that a woman ages quickly when she gets a suntan, but today she just wants to get enough sun.

Tang Qiao wanted to go over and get closer to Mrs. Eight.

Right behind her, Ye Zeting grabbed her hand, not allowing her to go any further.

Knowing that her husband was worried about her safety, Tang Qiao turned her head and smiled, then hooked him, and pulled him to the window together.

"You know, Tang Qiao? I like children very much. I have always wanted to have a child of my own..." Mrs. Eight's face was full of longing for a mother, "I always thought that the old man would not be able to have children I found out later that it was he who gave me the sterilization medicine."

"What?" Tang Qiao felt incredible.

"So I also drug him, and let his generation of 'medicine king' die on the medicine, is it his best destination?" Mrs. Eight's eyes were full of hatred for Mr. Ye.

"He is not a very good person in my eyes." Tang Qiao said truthfully.As for the cold-blooded and ruthless things that old man Ye did, she really hoped that Ye Zeting had no blood relationship with him.

"In the Ye family, you are the only woman who dares to say that. If other people dare to show any dissatisfaction with him, they will die." Mrs. Eight suddenly looked at Tang Qiao and said very seriously: "If I say, I will Do you really want to serve him to death, will you believe it?"

She seemed to be looking forward to Tang Qiao's answer, but seeing Tang Qiao hesitated, she immediately continued:

"But this is not important anymore. The women in the Ye family are too difficult to be. As far as I know, none of them have a good life. Take your eldest son as an example. The mother of the eldest son died, and the stepmother was thrown into the wilderness again. Island. Did you and the young master have another good day from getting the certificate to now?"

The eighth wife suddenly became serious, and she grabbed Tang Qiao's hand suddenly, "Tang Qiao, you are such a nice person, I advise you to leave early!"

Before Tang Qiao could react, Ye Zeting slapped Mrs. Eight's hand with a big slap. Mrs. Eight felt that her hand bones were about to crack, so she let Tang Qiao go.

She clearly burst into tears from the pain, but forced a smile to Tang Qiao: "For the sake of you coming to see me off, let me tell you a secret at the end. Put your ears closer."

Tang Qiao followed suit, but Ye Zeting used his big palm to cover it.

Every time the eighth wife made tea for the old man, she had to wash her hands repeatedly and perform a body check to make sure she was clean before letting her touch the tea set.But under such circumstances, she was able to poison successfully.

At such a short distance, it was very easy for her to do something to Tang Qiao.

"Okay, then I'll speak louder." Mrs. Eight signaled Ye Zeting to take out the earplugs. After he could hear him, she spoke very fast, "Tang Qiao, you know On the day you were photographed with Mu Sihan, why didn't the young master protect you by your side?"

Ye Zeting's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to cover Mrs. Eight's mouth.

But Mrs. Eight had been prepared for a long time, she clenched her right hand into a fist and threw it madly at Tang Qiao's head.Ye Zeting was afraid that Tang Qiao would be injured, so he grabbed her and pulled her towards him, and kicked the eighth wife with a flying kick!
This room has windows on three sides. His kick was exactly what Mrs. Eight wanted. With the strength of this kick, Mrs. Eight managed to break through the window behind her and fell headfirst from the third floor!

While falling, she also yelled, "Because he went to protect Princess Nasha!" So you Tang Qiao didn't get on the wheel.

Then there was a bang, the sound of a person hitting the ground heavily.

Tang Qiao hurried to look, Ye Zeting wanted to reach out to cover her eyes, but was a step too late.

I saw Mrs. Eight lying on the ground in an awkward position, blood gushed out from the back of her head, and soon stained the place under her body red.
"She can still be saved!" Tang Qiao yelled, "Call 120 and call the family doctor!"

After speaking, she wanted to run downstairs.

Ye Zeting hurriedly pulled Tang Qiao back, "She wants to kill you, so why don't you save her?"

"If she really kills me, she'll kiss me. It's not the obvious action of punching to get you to kick her. She just wants to die in Ye's house, by your hands. Do you understand?"

Tang Qiao's eagerness to save Mrs. Eight was of course not only because of her benevolence as a doctor, but Mrs. Eight obviously wanted to use her death to frame Ye Zeting!

If the Eighth Wife's natal family took advantage of this incident and asked Ye Zeting to risk her life, how would she and the child live in the future?
Uncle Gui and Ye Yansong outside the door heard the noise, hurriedly opened the door and ran in, "What's going on?"

"The eighth wife committed suicide, save her quickly." Tang Qiao said anxiously, "We must save her, otherwise the Ye family may be in trouble."

"Okay." Ye Yansong didn't ask any further questions, and as expected he asked someone to make arrangements.It's just that he didn't let Tang Qiao deal with the eighth wife's injury, "I know you're not afraid, but I'm afraid of scaring my grandson."

Such a far-fetched reason, fortunately, he can say it.His legendary grandson is just a single cell, how can he be afraid?
But I heard that the family doctor rushed over quickly, stopped the bleeding for the eighth wife, and then drove her to the hospital.And 120 is also on the way, ready to pick up Mrs. Eight on the way.In this way, the chances of the eighth wife surviving should be quite high.

Only then did Tang Qiao feel a little relieved.

"Why did you just say that she was going to kill you, so she kissed you?" Young Master Ye was very upset about anyone kissing his wife, neither men nor women.

"What do you think I am so close to her, and why I do not hesitate to bask in the sun with her?" Tang Qiao said, "I already know how she put medicine in the tea."

"Really?" Ye Yansong was surprised.

As soon as he heard that Mrs. Eight committed suicide, he knew that this woman had made up her mind not to say anything. He thought it was hopeless to find out how she poisoned her. He didn't expect his daughter-in-law to be so capable. Out!

"Well, I'm sure!" Tang Qiao nodded seriously, "There is poison on her lipstick."

"Lipstick?" Ye Yansong immediately understood what was going on.He said, "No wonder, every time we only focus on checking her hands and hair, and whether there is anything hidden in her clothes and shoes, and never thought that her lipstick is poisonous."

Ye Yansong was so angry that he slapped his thigh, "We were afraid that the tea would be poisonous, so we would always ask her to pour the tea into a random cup, let her have a sip first, and then give it to the old man."

Doesn't this just give Mrs. Eight a chance to poison her?
They really miscalculated.

But Ye Zeting felt that this inference was unreasonable, "It's common for her to drink tea from the same cup as her grandpa. But didn't my dad also get poisoned? He couldn't possibly drink the teacup that Mrs. Eight drank, right? "