She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

Did she say that she was threatened by his good sister, so she resentfully handed over her mother's perjury?

But will he believe it?

If she didn't believe it, wouldn't her child die in vain?

At this point, she had no other choice but to cooperate with Feng Leng Shuang and fight for a chance for her child first.

"Because I don't want to be a prisoner anymore. I want to be free. Since my mother has done something wrong, let's retaliate.

From now on, our grudges will be balanced, we won't owe each other, we won't disturb each other, and we'll all be well. "

These words were undoubtedly gunpowder, completely igniting the cold explosive barrel.

I thought their family of three could have a happy ending.

I never thought that she had no intention of continuing with him from beginning to end.

"Haha, haha, you would rather sacrifice your mother than leave me. It seems that I am really a bitch. I am a bitch."

He almost growled the last four words from his throat.

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw her off the bed with force.

There was a muffled sound, and his forehead hit the floor hard.

After a moment of spinning, her vision turned completely black.

The furious man never noticed her strangeness. After turning over from the bed and getting to the ground, he said sadly:

"Since you want your mother to go to jail so much, then I will let you do it. The day after tomorrow, no, I will let them hear the case in court tomorrow.

As for you, you will never leave the castle in this life. Even if I get tired of it one day, you will have no choice but to die here. "

After saying that, he picked up the nightgown at the end of the bed, put it on, and slammed the door directly.

Arthur Wei curled up beside the bed, hugging her knees tightly with her hands, looking blankly into the void ahead.

She had a feeling that her blindness would never return to normal this time.

There was no fear, just regret that she hadn't seen her son yet.

I don’t know what he looks like, does he look like her?

Judging from the photos taken during the freshman period, he should look like her.

...

After coming out of the master bedroom in the cold wind, he went to the next room and took a cold shower, but he still couldn't suppress the anger boiling in his chest.

When I returned to the study, I immediately saw the family portrait on the table.

He was still very young at that time, standing next to his mother and a head taller than her. His father was tenderly watching his mother's eldest sister holding his arm, and the family of four was enjoying themselves.

But this warm scene was forever fixed five years ago.

The photo was obviously exquisite, but his parents' smiles were like thorns piercing his heart, and the dense pain reminded him of his unfilial piety.

Yes, he was indeed an unfilial son, indulging in the tenderness of women and forgetting all the pain those people gave him.

He shouldn't be so kind.

Thinking of this, he suddenly reached out to pick up the wireless phone on the table and dialed a series of numbers.

"Execute all those who forged evidence to frame my father five years ago. No one will be spared."

He didn't know what he was thinking these days and why he kept them until today.

Those who were directly or indirectly involved in the perjury case back then deserved the cruelest punishment.

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a few seconds, and then asked tentatively: "Does this all include Her Majesty the Queen?"

The word 'including' came to his lips, and he swallowed it back. In the end, reason defeated impulse.

"She will be kept first, and the rest will be executed."

"Yes."

After venting his anger, the depression in his chest not only did not subside, but intensified.

But it doesn't matter, just make one more phone call and send the Queen to jail.

...

Feng Lengshuang was completely relieved after learning that her brother had ordered the disposal of those involved in the case.

The fact that he touched the members of the Arthur family proved that he had recognized the reality and knew that there was no possibility of a reunion between himself and Arthur Wei.

If you attack those clan members today, you should deal with the queen tomorrow.

The facts were just as she expected, and she received the news that the court had filed the case early the next morning.

"Miss, what should we do next?"