After admitting her wrong husband, she climbed the wall overnight with her three treasures

After coming out of the airport and getting into the police car, Jiang Yi'an finally knew what happened.

It turned out that after she left the Mo family's old house, Grandpa Mo unexpectedly fell down from upstairs and passed away.

Butler Bai and Aunt Zhou also had an accident on the highway from Rongcheng to Haicheng.

And she was the last person to see Aunt Zhou, Housekeeper Bai, and Grandpa Mo.

Sitting in the police car, with handcuffs on her hands, she listened blankly to the police officer's words, her eyes seemed to have lost focus, and her mind went blank.

how……

how come……

It had only been more than two hours since she left Mo's house.

The plane hasn't even taken off yet.

How could something like this happen?

Inexplicably, before she left Mo's house, Grandpa Mo told her with a smile that he wanted her to come back with Hanghang.

The old man was so excited and looking forward to her bringing Hanghang back to reunite with him.

how come……

The woman bit her lip, and after a long while, she raised her head and glanced at the police officer beside her: "Grandpa Mo...really passed away?"

She still couldn't believe the result.

The police officer glanced at her coldly and said in a cold voice: "If nothing happened to Mr. Mo, why should we arrest you?"

After saying that, the police officer looked Jiang Yi'an up and down angrily: "She is quite beautiful, but I didn't expect to have such a vicious heart."

"The old man's health is not good. He was on the verge of life and death. Recently, his health has finally improved. I didn't expect that he would be killed by such a cruel woman..."

The police officer commented coldly while looking at Mr. Mo's lifetime information.

Jiang Yian bit her lip, her heart aching as if it was being grasped by a big invisible hand.

Soon, the car arrived at the police station.

Jiang Yi'an was brought into the interrogation room.

After a two-hour interrogation, she was sent to the detention center again.

Wearing the vest of the detention center, the woman sat quietly behind the bars looking at the sky outside, her mind still pounding.

Her cell phone was confiscated, so she had no idea what was going on outside.

Grandpa Mo passed away...

How is Mo Beixiao now?

Where is the boat?

And Mianmian...

Grandpa Mo passed away, and she was imprisoned here as the number one suspect. How would her Mianmian be treated in the Mo family...

The more she thought about it, the sadder she became, and in the end she didn't even dare to think about it anymore.

……

The old house of the Mo family.

When Xiaozhou led Mianmian out of the car, he immediately saw the white decoration outside the villa.

It is the color used for funerals at home.

The little guy silently held Mianmian's hand and comforted her in a low voice: "Don't be afraid."

Gossip in the office always spreads quickly. Before returning to Mo's house, he and Mianmian had already heard the news from the Mo Group.

Not only did they know about Grandpa Mo's death, they also knew that Jiang Yi'an had been arrested as the first suspect.

Therefore, Mianmian, who was standing outside the door of the Mo family's old house, was subconsciously nervous.

She believed that Mommy would not kill Grandpa Mo, and that Mommy must have been wrongly accused.

but……

Does anyone else feel the same way?

"Mianmian."

Xiaozhou took a deep breath and held Mianmian's hand tightly: "Mommy wouldn't do that kind of thing, and you don't have to feel sad or inferior."

"It doesn't matter what others think or see, as long as we have a clear conscience."

As he said that, the little guy turned his head and glanced at Mianmian: "My great-grandfather loved us so much when he was alive. Now that he is gone, we should also keep our filial piety for him, right?"

Mianmian bit her lip and was silent for a while, and finally nodded seriously: "Yes."

"I am also great-grandfather's great-granddaughter."

My brother is undergoing medical treatment abroad and cannot come back to attend the funeral of my great-great-grandfather. On behalf of her brother, let’s silently bid farewell to my great-grandfather’s last journey together!

Thinking like this, the little girl squeezed the hand holding Xiao Zhou tightly, and the two of them strode into the Mo family's old house together.

In the old house, Uncle Zhang was busy setting up the scene.

When he saw Xiao Zhou, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Young Master, you are back, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Mianmian behind Xiaozhou.

Uncle Zhang's face fell instantly: "Young Master, why did you bring her back?"

"Do you know that your great-grandfather's death is related to this little girl's mother?"

"Now she can be regarded as the daughter of a murderer, or the daughter of the murderer who killed the old man!"

"If you bring her back, the old man will feel unlucky even if he has knowledge in Quanxia!"

Xiaozhou frowned and glanced at Uncle Zhang coldly: "What evidence do you have that Grandpa Mianmian was killed by Mianmian's mother?"

"Did you see it at the scene, or do you have surveillance records?"

Uncle Zhang's face suddenly turned pale: "No...no."

When the old man was about to talk to Jiang Yi'an, he asked Butler Bai to clear them all out with a serious face.

As the deputy housekeeper at the time, he was jealous that Butler Bai could stay. In a fit of anger, he directly found two vans and took all the servants and bodyguards in the villa to a park more than ten kilometers away for team building to relax.

When Butler Bai called them to come back, they had already gone very far.

On the way back, I ran into a traffic jam again and had to wait on the road for more than an hour before I got back.

When they came back, not only had the old man passed away, but Mo Beixiao and Qin Hanshuang were already at the scene.

And monitoring...

The Mo family's old house is indeed under surveillance.

However, the surveillance within two hours before and after the incident had been artificially destroyed.

Therefore, not only did he not see Jiang Yi'an murder with his own eyes, he also never saw surveillance.

but……

Uncle Zhang paused: "Even if I didn't see it with my own eyes or take any surveillance footage, it doesn't mean that Jiang Yi'an is innocent!"

"Uncensored from suspicion, haven't you heard of it, Uncle Zhang?"

Xiaozhou sneered: "If you think there is something wrong with my mommy, then you go find evidence to prove that there is really something wrong with her."

"Instead of you here saying there's something wrong with her, let's find evidence that there's nothing wrong with her."

"A five-year-old like me knows this truth. Uncle Zhang, you are almost fifty years old, don't you understand?"

One sentence made Uncle Zhang's face turn completely gray.

"Mianmian, let's go."

Xiaozhou frowned, glanced at Uncle Zhang coldly, and warned: "Before everything is decided, Jiang Yi'an is still my mommy, and Mianmian is still my sister. No one can neglect them."

"Otherwise, I want you to look good!"

After saying that, the little guy glared at the surrounding servants fiercely: "Did you all hear that!?"