After rebirth, I used medical skills to overwhelm the rich

"no!"

Zhao Xinrou's words were opposed by both Zhao Qijun and Xu Ying.

She was angry and annoyed: "Why not, since he can harm our family, we can only suffer, there is no reason for this. Dad, people are bullying to the top..."

Zhao Qijun gave her an annoyed look: "Do you have evidence?"

"I saw it with my own eyes..."

Xu Ying interrupted her daughter: "We saw it with our own eyes, but it's not true. Jiang Bao'er is so ugly, stupid and fat. Who do you think will believe this?"

"It's okay if there are photos, but there are no photos and no videos, this sounds too unbelievable."

Zhao Qijun thought further: "There is the Chu family behind Chu Yunhan, and the Jiang family behind Jiang Baoer. We can't afford to offend either one. If someone finds out that we are the ones who let the two families lose face at the same time, our Zhao family will Gone."

Zhao Xinrou was dumbfounded: "Did you just suffer from being dumb?"

Being ridden on the head and running wild, Zhao Qijun's face was not good-looking.

Who made him a nouveau riche, with no background and no way to compete with others.

He patted Zhao Xinrou's arm and sighed: "So we must become stronger. Xinrou, there are not many prescriptions left by the Jiang family. Our Zhao family can only rely on you."

"Only if you marry a good family, can our Zhao family rely on you."

Zhao Xinrou clenched her fists fiercely, her eyes were full of ambition and desire at this moment.

Looking at his daughter's eyes, Zhao Qijun was very pleased.

He rubbed his temples, his face full of exhaustion: "The gate is guarded by servants, we have been busy all day, it is time to rest."

For some reason, he felt an unprecedented sense of fatigue.

Too many things happened today, which made him exhausted physically and mentally.

After returning to the room, Zhao Qijun was going to take a bath first, and put his hands around him from behind.

"Qi Jun." Xu Ying's voice was sweet, her plump chest lightly rubbed against his back, her every move was full of hints.

All of Zhao Qijun's exhaustion disappeared all of a sudden, and he was so distracted by her.

At this moment, Xu Ying's face was not as dignified as she was at the banquet, and the corners of her eyes and brows were full of charm: "We haven't done it for a long time. I want to sleep on Jiang Zelan's bed and be loved by you..."

These words directly ignited Zhao Qijun's desire.

He turned around, picked up Xu Ying abruptly, and lowered his head eagerly to bite her.

Xu Yingjiao smiled and seduced him, and the two fought like a fire, kissing and walking towards the bed.

When he got to the bed, Zhao Qijun couldn't bear it any longer, he lifted the quilt with shortness of breath, and wanted to put Xu Ying inside.

In the next second, he screamed and threw Xu Ying to the ground with a "bang".

The whole person took several steps back, his face was pale, and his eyeballs bulged in horror.

Xu Ying was thrown into a squatting position, her facial features distorted in pain: "Zhao Qijun, what are you doing!"

Zhao Qijun pointed at the bed with trembling fingers: "Flowers, there are jasmine flowers!"

Xu Ying froze for a moment, then slowly turned her head.

It was discovered that there was actually a layer of jasmine flowers under the lifted quilt, and the elegant fragrance of the flowers rushed to the face.Because of being covered in the quilt for a long time, the petals are wilted and yellowed, which is a bit weird.

Xu Ying screamed and rushed towards Zhao Qijun.

The two huddled together, their faces pale with fright.

Zhao Qijun was even worse. He was still burning with desire just now, but now he withered all of a sudden, probably leaving a psychological shadow.

"Why is there Jasmine here?" Xu Ying burst into tears, trembling with fright: "Is it Jiang Zelan, she is back!"

"Shut up!" Zhao Qijun scolded after hearing the words, with a sullen expression on his face: "There are no ghosts in this world, Jiang Zelan is already dead!"

He has recovered now, staring at Jasmine on the bed with dark eyes: "This must be someone's prank!"

"Let's check the monitoring!"

Zhao Qijun said, and turned on the surveillance video in the room.

After a quick scan, I found nothing, except for a 1-minute black screen on the monitor after [-] o'clock in the morning.

Other than that, not a single figure was captured.

Xu Ying's voice was terrified: "Look, no one is there, it must be ghosts."

"Don't think about it, someone must have come in this minute."

Zhao Qijun was also flustered, since he came to City A, he never let Jiang Zelan go out to socialize.

The Jiang family was all dead, except for him, Xu Ying, and Zhao Xinrou, no one knew that Jiang Zelan liked Jasmine.

Zhao Qijun's heart beat a drum.

Just when the two were in doubt, a scream came from Zhao Xinrou's room.

"Xinrou!" The two looked at each other and rushed towards the opposite room.

As soon as the door was opened, Zhao Xinrou rushed forward in panic.

"Dad, Mom, when I went to take off my makeup, I found that the drawer of my dresser was full of jasmine flowers. How could there be flowers that that dead woman likes in my room!"

Xu Ying looked at Zhao Qijun in horror: "Qi Jun, it must be Jiang Zelan who has returned, she is the one who asked us for her life."

Zhao Qijun was flustered, and the crying of the mother and daughter could still be heard in his ears.

He couldn't hold back, and slapped Xu Ying: "Don't cry, I'm telling you, keep your mouth shut. Jiang Zelan's death has nothing to do with us, it's her illness that accidentally fell down the stairs, and it has nothing to do with us! "

"If outsiders find out about this, the three of us won't be able to escape. Do you understand me?"

Knowing the seriousness of the matter, Xu Ying nodded desperately with tears in her eyes.

At this time, Zhao Xinrou suddenly pointed behind Zhao Qijun, her voice trembling uncontrollably: "Dad, Dad, there is a white shadow behind you!"