Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

After so many years of cultivating immortals, for ordinary people, Bai Chuwei only needs a glance to see if there is human blood on his hands.

Zhao Yu had blood in his hand, and that blood had contact with Zhang Ling.

Bai Chuwei knew what was going on after thinking about it.

"Xiaoling, I cut fruit for you." Zhao Yu's magnetically smiling voice came from outside the door.

Zhang Ling's face is pale, what should I do now?

Before she could speak, Zhang Ling found that the door had suddenly opened from the outside, and Zhang Ling's face was dead white.

"How did you get in?"

Zhao Yu held a fruit plate with a bright fruit knife on the plate, smiled and waved the key in his hand: "Here, there is a key."

"Come and have some fruit."

Zhang Ling felt cold on the soles of her feet, and suddenly her intestines were blue with regret...

If you just agreed to cooperate with Bai Chuwei, now their two partners should be sitting and eating together!

Where is there such a thing?

Zhang Ling looked at the shining fruit knife above, a little daunted.

Zhao Yu's eyes gradually cooled, and just before he reached out, the doorbell rang outside the door.

Zhao Yu hesitated, turned around and walked outside, cursing, "Why is there still someone here at this time?"

As soon as the door opened, several police officers rushed in, "I just received the police, there is a murderer."

Zhang Ling was stunned and looked down at the WeChat interface, staring stubbornly at the phone screen.

[Your ancestor: I called the police for you ten minutes ago, no thanks. ]

[Your ancestor: So now, twenty-eight points. ]

Zhang Ling: "..."

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Bai Chuwei threw the apple cores into the trash can and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.

Snowball sits in front of the phone lens, takes pictures of the rat's face, and has a special beauty function.

Snowball held his bulging cheeks and screamed in surprise: ‘I’m thin, I’m thin. ’

Bai Chuwei: "Please don't deceive yourself."

Xueqiu sat on the desk and looked at Bai Chuwei curiously: ‘Old ancestor, you told that Zhang Ling that her son is dead. Is she still in the mood to open a beauty salon with you at this time? ’

This should be crying, busy with funerals, right?

Bai Chuwei sat back after washing her hands and said in a faint tone: "People who are dead cannot come back to life, and those who are still alive must continue to live. Zhang Ling, now that her husband and son are gone, she will need a support.

In this world, there is nothing more powerful than the old ancestors.

So as long as Zhang Ling is not confused, no matter how sad she is, she will definitely cooperate with her.

So, don't worry about this problem at all.

This incident shocked Yang Shuhui, and Zhang Ling was almost helped out of the police station by Yang Shuhui.

Zhao Yu died without admitting any criminal acts.

However, Zhang Ling contacted her son’s school classmate online. A group of international students said they had never heard of Zhang Liang, an international student, and asked her if she had made a mistake.

Zhang Ling's heart is cold, and she already knows how bad things are for her son.

Yang Shuhui looked at Zhang Ling's deadly pale face and sighed: "I will help you go home and rest well. Even if I cooperate with my niece to open a beauty salon, I will inform her another day."

When Yang Shuhui thought that a male college student she had been with by her friend turned out to be a murderer, she might have killed Zhang Ling's biological son!

The thought of Zhang Ling dating a murderer for several months and living under the same roof for several days makes me panic.

Zhang Ling suddenly threw away Yang Shuhui's hand, her voice was crying but very firm and said: "No...I must cooperate!"