Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

The richest man in Rongcheng, who has always been the proud son of heaven, changed his appearance overnight. Li Jingshen's eyes are full of tired bruises, his lips are chapped, and his skin is extremely pale. This winter is undoubtedly the most difficult one he has ever passed.

It was so cold, the cold soaked into the bone marrow, and the whole body was numb.

Li Jingshen lowered his eyes, looking at the bracelet on his wrist, he put on the bracelet that Shen Zhichu had worn on his hand, the bracelet was a little tight, and his wrist was a little red from rubbing.

He looked down at the small decorative lock on it, the lock hadn't been unlocked, even if it was burned by fire, it was still handcuffed there, but why didn't people be handcuffed?

Li Jingshen gripped the lock, a soreness suddenly rose in his nasal cavity, and his eyes were sore and swollen.

He lowered his head, like a hedgehog, showing a state of self-protection when he was disturbed, curled up with his back facing up, and he tugged on the bracelet, trembling unbearably.

The driver secretly glanced at Li Jingshen from the rearview mirror, and sighed softly.

It took two hours to get to Li's old house. The driver drove the car very slowly for two and a half hours. When we arrived, it was already 12:30, just in time for Mr. Li to eat.

Li Jingshen got out of the car and looked up at the misty sky and high mountains. An unprecedented heaviness gathered in his heart, which was about to collapse at any time.

This is the place where his parents died, and now the person he loves the most is gone.

Li Jingshen went in, saw Mr. Li and asked directly: "Is Shen Zhichu's death a trick behind your back?"

Mr. Li didn't seem to hear, he drank the soup calmly, tasted the dishes one by one with chopsticks, and commented from time to time.

"Xiao Li, your cooking skills have improved recently, not bad..."

Li Jingshen had a gloomy expression on his face. He never liked to waste time when doing things, and he would never waste a second if he could solve the problem as quickly as possible. He went straight over, lifted the plates, bowls and chopsticks on the table with his big hand and smashed them to the ground, causing the soup to splash all over the place. land.

The butler servant who was serving at the side was taken aback. Fortunately, the old butler reacted quickly and pulled old man Li to hide behind, otherwise the solid wooden table would have to be broken if it fell on the person's leg.

The person escaped, but the clothes on his body were unavoidable, and they were all covered with oil stains. It was the first time that Mr. Li was in such a mess in his life.

And all this thanks to his good grandson.

The hand holding the chopsticks was shaking, and Mr. Li was so angry that he threw it at Li Jingshen.

"Are you trying to kill me for a woman?"

"Is Shen Zhichu's death related to you!"

Li Jingshen's eyes are deep, like a whirlwind in a cold winter. He always gives people a cold feeling. Even if he is angry, he secretly trips to death. The rage today can only be described in five words: Qi To be able to kill.

Old Man Li clearly felt the murderous aura emanating from him, and the servants stood aside trembling.

Mr. Li is used to the scene, but for the first time, he was stared at by his grandson with "killing" eyes, and he thought it was quite interesting.

"If I say it's about me, do you still want to avenge her and kill me?"

"I won't kill you." Li Jingshen said calmly, but his eyes were scarlet red and his eyes were dark, and the veins on his forehead popped out. At first glance, he looked like a ferocious beast, as if he could tear each other apart at any time.

"But I will drag the entire Li family to her funeral!"

"Okay, you're fine." Enraged, Old Man Li took the cane from the old housekeeper and slammed it on the ground, "What a seed of infatuation!"

Old Man Li narrowed his eyes slightly, the intimidating power of being in a high position for a long time is not something ordinary people can bear, he looked at this grandson, as if he had just recognized him for the first time.

The Li family never needed someone who was emotional, let alone someone who would go crazy for a woman. He didn't have much opinion of Shen Zhichu at first, but he was just a plaything after all.

And the news he got was that Li Jingshen was not good to that woman, so he didn't take it to heart, he died as soon as he died, there are many women in this world.

But what he didn't expect was that Shen Zhichu occupied such a big place in Li Jingshen's heart that he came here to yell at him for her sake.

The so-called upbringing was probably eaten by dogs.

If he had known that such a day would come, without Lu Tingchuan's action, he would have ended Shen Zhichu himself.

This woman is really a disaster, if she is still alive, she will be in serious trouble.

Li Jingshen didn't know what old man Li was thinking, but seeing his unkind expression, he knew that what he was thinking was not good. After all, the same blood was flowing on his body, and he knew Mr. Li better than anyone else.

"I haven't touched anyone. If you want to know the truth, I'll call Lu Tingchuan here." Mr. Li sarcastically said, "But don't blame me for not reminding you. Once you know the truth, you have to bear the consequences. You too, Li Jingshen." No one will spoil you after ten, that's what you deserve."

If you don't know the truth, you can live your life in a daze. If you know the truth, you can only face it, no matter the result is good or bad.

But the most frightening thing is that you don't even have the qualifications to face it. Things and people can only increase your sorrow, and you often regret it for a long time.

Li Jingshen froze, turned around and walked to the reception room without hesitation.

Old Man Li sneered and looked at his back, his old eyes blurred after a while, and the back of Li Jingshen in front of him gradually overlapped with his dead son, equally lonely.

He suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and shook his head. The old butler was beside him to support him in time.

"Master, are you okay?"

Mr. Li tightly clenched the crutch in his hand. He was getting old, and he could hardly hold the crutch that allowed him to move.

"It's okay." Mr. Li sat down with the strength of the old housekeeper, "Old people are useless, this world is always the world of young people, old He, my grandson may be useless in the future."

The old butler was silent and did not make a sound. Li Jingshen was born with the expectation of Mr. Li. He was smart since he was a child, and his personality was exactly the same as that of Mr. Li back then.

"It's also my fault that I haven't taken care of him all these years. I hope he can move forward after this time instead of retreating." It's a bad move. Dragging the Li family to die together.

After Shen Zhichu's death, Li Jingshen became a complete lunatic.

……

Lu Tingchuan came as soon as he received a call from the old housekeeper. He was close to here, but he would arrive in 10 minutes.

Turning on the heating in the room, Lu Tingchuan took off his coat and threw it to a servant as he walked. He glanced at his watch, and pointed his finger at the subordinate behind him: "Give me the cigarette."

The subordinate took out the cigarette, watched Lu Tingchuan put it in his mouth, then took out the lighter and lit it for him respectfully.

Lu Tingchuan squinted his eyes and took a deep breath of the cigarette. The bluish-white smoke rose from his mouth. He waved his hand, pushed open the door of the reception room through the thin smoke and walked in.

Seeing Li Jingshen sitting inside, he raised his long and narrow eyes, and said sarcastically, "Oh, I haven't seen Li Jingshen for a week, why did you get into such a ghostly state? It seems that Shen Zhichu's death hit you hard. .”

"You set the fire." Not questioning, but confirming.

"Are you here to investigate who set the fire? Or are you here to ask for the truth? Or are you here to shirk responsibility?" Lu Tingchuan held a cigarette between his fingers, and the clearly extinguished ash bounced off his fingertips. He leaned against the wall and watched intently. With red eyes, Li Jingshen asked mockingly, "Li Jingshen, do you really love Shen Zhichu?"

This is not the first time someone has asked him this. He used to not care. He only thought that Shen Zhichu was a tool for pregnancy. Later, she was going to divorce. He felt uncomfortable. He didn't realize the special existence of Shen Zhichu. He only thought that he didn't like others. If you disobeyed him, it was not Shen Zhichu who wanted to file for divorce.

He is so conceited that as long as the kite string is still in his hand, no matter how far she flies, he can pull her back to him with just a tug.

But he forgot that there are too many unforeseen accidents in this world, such as the taut kite string that can be torn off as long as the wind is strong.

"Li Jingshen, you are still the same headstrong and conceited. You are used to being selfish. You don't cherish what you get, and you regret it when you lose it. To put it bluntly, you can't change it and eat shit. Do you really love Shen Zhichu? No, you just It’s all about regretting that the death of that woman can’t satisfy your selfish desires.”

The smoke stuck on his fingers had burned to the end, and his hot fingertips were trembling. Lu Tingchuan kept his eyes cold and did not let go. In such pain, he once pressed no less than five or six on Shen Zhichu's body, and the soot was pressed into the open wound. In, black into one piece.

Lu Tingchuan doesn't care about a former toy, he only cares about how to make Li Jingshen suffer, killing people is nothing but killing one's heart, as expected, Shen Zhichu's death did not disappoint him.

"I'm not a good person, but I will never deny the fact that I am a wicked person, unlike you who are hypocritical and say you love her, but you are the one who makes her physically and mentally crippled."

"Don't you know what you did to him? Killed her father, two children, and the fool she always liked, a few lives, what will you give her back?"

"To be precise, Shen Zhichu 'voluntarily requested' to set the fire. She used my hand to retaliate against you and complete a generous death."

He asked quietly, "Li Jingshen, look at what you have forced her into, to let her end her life in such a miserable way?"

The heating in the room was obviously turned on so well, but Li Jingshen couldn't feel any warmth. He seemed to be standing outside in the ice and snow, clenching his cold knuckles tightly, as if his blood had been frozen by the cold and turned into sharp knuckles. The internal organs twisted by ice thorns were dripping with blood.

He didn't want to listen to Lu Tingchuan's words, but his voice seemed to be screaming through his soul, controlling him to face a terrifying fact that he couldn't bear.

"Actually, you know this better than anyone else. You forced her to die step by step. You hate me for torturing Shen Zhichu and leaving more than 100 wounds on her body, but who sent her to me? ?You think you love to make up for her to treat her stomach cancer, have you forgotten who kept drawing her blood during those four years and hurt her body? She died in the fire and who made her crippled and could only sit and move She couldn't even hide from the fire when she was in an immobile wheelchair."

Lu Tingchuan's speech became faster and faster. Seeing Li Jingshen's cracked expression, his eyes became more and more ironic. He threw away the cigarette in his hand and approached Li Jingshen. A little light.

"Li Jingshen, you have to admit that this time it's not that you lost her, but that she didn't want you."