MTL - All The Male Leads Have Blackened-Chapter 105 Uncle X Xia Luo female (fourteen)

The Meng family instantly messed up.

Not because of his wife's death, but because of that will and insurance policy. The funeral was especially sloppy, and the guests who came to the venue felt it was too crude, but it was hard to say anything, just secretly guessing what was going on.

After all, nothing can be concealed these days. But within a few days, the will of the testament was going viral. Father Meng's face was dark and stricken, and he burst into flames with several bubbles in his mouth.

Liu Yu was holding her handkerchief to wipe her tears every day, and choked when she spoke, which was especially uncomfortable. Shen Wanzhi's eyes were cold and he could not see his appearance. When he folded the quilt, he raised it deliberately. The wind suddenly got into his mouth that was crying and coughing.

Liu Yu fell off his handkerchief, suddenly got up, took off his glasses, exposed his eyes, and was full of anger: "You lunatic."

Shen Wanzhi glanced at him, bending his corner of the mouth: "Don't you follow suit?"

Liu Yuchi's jaw was tight, he kicked the chair, rubbed it on the floor, and made a harsh noise. Turning around and going outside, the closing noise was deafening.

Shen Wanzhi lowered his head and continued to fold the quilt.

Suddenly heard the knock on the door, she looked up and Meng Lin stood there.

Shen Wanzhi suddenly smiled in his eyes, especially kind: "Come here, are you hungry? I don't think you ate anything at noon, or should I do it for you?"

Meng Lin's eyelashes trembled.

Meng Lin was the least affected by this incident. What kind of life I used to live in is still, even more enjoyable. The original wife's temper was also spoiled. What happened to her did not agree with Meng Lin, and Meng Lin had to give in.

But Shen Wanzhi is not the same, no matter what matters, it is mainly Meng Lin.

Liu Yuchi's family seems to be starting to live, inheriting the heritage in accordance with the charter, step by step. Father Meng's face was gloomy, and the packs of cigarettes smoked one after another, all of which were smoky.

The ducks kept in the yard have long since died.

He suspected that his wife was not suicide, too many doubts. How could a woman who plans to divorce and live with her lover want to commit suicide |

And no ampules for Ann | Sleep | medicine were found.

The police filed the case, but no progress has been made. Liu Yuchi inherited his inheritance very quickly, and got the money in a blink of an eye.

They also informed the Meng family to let them move out.

Including Cen Simiao.

When he got the news, Meng's father was so excited that he couldn't wait to take the knife and desperately. Liu Yuchi stood in front of him politely, without saying a few words, his voice became choked, and he took out a handkerchief to wipe his tears.

"No one wants to see things happen to this day. But this is already the case, always accept the facts. And this is what her will means. I believe that no matter how unhappy everyone is, they will listen to someone who has passed away. . "

He said particularly generously: "I know you can't find a place to live for a while. You can stay for two or three more days. I'm not in a hurry."

Turning around, he began to study to redecorate the house.

Meng Jun froze with a cold face, holding a cigarette in his hand, and returned to the room to swallow the clouds and mist. The psychologist called him and Meng Jun pressed and didn't answer.

Tired of there, call again.

He closed his lips.

There are a lot of words to comfort him, let him treat the world with tolerance, then he will be blessed by everyone. Meng Jun frowned, and opened the phone from his ear.

He gave a snoring sound, all of that nonsense.

Liu Yuchi said that they should be moved away, but no one moved, and Cen Simiao even brought one back. Lin Siyin knows what happened to the Meng family, so she can't rest assured that Cen Simao, she can't move to live with him, she simply carried her suitcase to accompany her.

Liu Yuchi was a little upset. When he was about to say something, Lins raised an eyebrow and sat down on the sofa. His eyes became distressed instantly: "Uncle, you see that the house in my house has leaked recently, Looking for someone to repair, I really can't find a place to live. As soon as you see that you are a kind person, let me stay here for a few days. Is it okay? "

Fighting snakes and playing seven inches, Lins always leads to lifeline.

Even if Liu Yuchi was unwilling, she could be praised so much that she could not refuse it anymore. Lin Siyin lived in Cen Simiao's bedroom. Meng Lin looked aside, looking cold.

At noon, the couple and Liu Yuchi sat at the table with Meng Lin.

No matter who the host is, He Zuo is at ease. The couple Liu Yuchi waited to see He Yan, but Meng Lin remembered the time when he had a conflict with He Yan, and he was still clamoring for a servant.

Shen Wanzhi distressed her and nodded, but now there are so many things in the house, where can I find another servant? Let He Yan do it first.

The food was particularly plentiful. The three of them were eating happily, and suddenly heard the door upstairs. Meng Lin glanced inadvertently. Meng Jun was wearing a thin coat, as if planning to go out.

She pursed her lips. Meng Jun treated her really well, although sometimes she had a strange temper, but it was because she made Meng's parents angry, and he did it for this family.

When Meng Jun passed the restaurant and was about to go out, Meng Lin shouted, "Brother, sit down and eat something together."

He didn't look back and walked forward.

Meng Lin frowned.

Meng's father, who looked coldly next to him, sneered, and said sourly in his mouth, no longer the style of the past: "It is disgusting enough to do something that is sorry to others, and I want others to give you a smile. , You really don't know how much you weigh. "

Before Meng Lin had spoken, Shen Wanzhi frowned first, and was particularly unhappy: "What do you say? It's not your home here, what makes you live here? You don't have any idea."

Father Meng raised a brow: "Of course I know why, but don't forget how your man got this legacy."

"You don't dislike nausea, any rotten cabbage gang can eat it."

Some words of Shen Wanzhi changed his face.

This meal cannot be eaten at home, and Meng's father has been sitting next to smoking. Even if the window is opened, the smell is particularly slow and the smokers cough.

They asked Meng Lin to drive out and find a restaurant.

Ordered a table full of dishes, accompanied by a bottle of wine, Shen Wanzhi holding a knife and fork, struggling to cut steak, making a harsh sound on the plate.

Liu Yuchi frowned subconsciously: "How do you do that, be careful."

Shen Wanzhi looked up, not cold or hot: "I have never taught me how to eat steak, of course it will be."

In a word, Liu Yu was too quiet.

Meng Lin dropped her eyelashes, touched Shen Wanzhi's arm, and shouted softly, "Mom."

Shen Wanzhi froze for a moment, as if she didn't respond, her attitude was aloof, and Meng Lin shouted again. She was shaking, her eyes were reddish, and she choked with a choke.

She took Meng Lin's hand and held tightly, "You will always be my daughter."

Meng Lin's eyes were filled with tears.

When returning to Meng's house in the evening, the three were holding hands and looked particularly good. Father Meng was still sitting there with a large piece of cigarette **** at his feet. Meng Lin didn't even look at him.

In the bedroom, Cen Simiao was lying on the bed, took a bite of the snacks that Lins had handed over, and squinted her eyes. She had just taken a bath and lay on his lap, and Lins used a hairdryer to dry her hair.

The two put the two big bags of snacks bought from the supermarket on the bedside table, and from time to time they took one out.

Eat with relish.

Lin Si sighed and stretched out her hand to pinch her broken hair to her ears, but Cen Simiao suspected to abandon her hand oil and hid it aside, he glanced at him and grabbed the food in her hand.

Cen Smiao frowned, and struck him with her feet. Lin Siyin took the opportunity to bow her head and bit the stutter.

She snorted and asked him, "Aren't you busy, why are you so tired to accompany me?"

Lins yawned: "Well, I think the project is very good. If you win, you win."

Cen Simiao just tentatively asked a question to see what he thought, but he never thought about it. He pursed his lips: "What if you lose?"

He raised his eyes.

Cen Simiao said, "Jump?"

Lin Si chuckled coldly: "Rest assured, I won't introduce you to anyone."

She turned her back: "I'll find it myself."

Linth frowned, not knowing how she was so unconcerned about the matter, and frowned. Reaching out to touch her, Cen Simiao glanced: "Wash your hands away, don't touch me greasy."

He was instantly wronged.

I wore slippers and washed my hands in the bathroom in the bedroom. After cleaning, I returned to the bed, reached out to touch her, and Cen Simiao was asleep. He sat on the bed, his lips tight, his heart bent.

Lin Si induced risk-this is hardly a change. Like many people, they are born to die, knowing that this is not good, but they cannot change it.

There are also some people with weak personalities. Even when the family is in good condition, when they encounter things, they are always soft and bully.

This is nature.

Cen Simao knew this very well, so she was thinking of a way. Adventure is okay, but regardless of taking risks, it's embarrassing.

Wake up the next day, Lin Siyin has disappeared, it is estimated that we have to run to the company first. She touched her phone and received a transfer reminder as soon as she opened WeChat.

She opened it and looked at it, Lins quoted a sentence.

Cen Simiao raised an eyebrow.

When she arrived at the company, she stayed in the office for a day without going to Lin Siyin. He sent messages one by one. Cen Simiao took the time to make a phone call, and there was an instant connection.

Lowering his voice: "Hey."

Cen Simiao felt that something was wrong. This time, this person didn't come up to talk a lot of muddy words, how polite this time.

She coughed, "What are you doing?"

Lins glanced at the elites from all walks of life around, gathered together for a meal, and ranted wildly. Staring at him on the phone.

"Nothing."

The voice was getting lower and lower, Cen Simiao's frown was getting tighter and tighter, and she adjusted the favorability meter, which was still quite high. Shouldn't it be because of other thoughts.

There was especially quiet there, she gasped slightly, Lins frowned suddenly, still said with a cold voice: "Okay, I'll just hang up if nothing happens."

There was also a hint of tension.

She frowned.

Hearing the soft female voice over there: "I can find it. The 375 private room in Wufen Hotel is really troublesome."

Lins led the phone to hang up instantly.

Cen Simiao's face was all black.

In the private room, the woman who just talked raised her eyebrows, and just finished making the nail art on the table, and smiled at Lins: "I said what are you trying to do?"

He snorted: "No way, noisy, my wife has to run away."

Lin Siyin stood up, ready to come out of the private room, and the people who ate together joked: "Your kid is ready to be a love? You do n’t even have to have dinner with a buddy for a woman."

"I want to be a husband and father," he said.

Did not eat with them again, walked to the hotel door and waited for Cen Simiao. Cold wind got into the collar, especially cold. He rubbed his hands and wrapped his clothes tightly.

After a while, he saw a car from a distance, his eyes narrowed. When the car stopped, he stared at the person coming off the car with concentration and seriousness.

Cen Smiao went to the hotel in full swing.

As she was about to enter the gate, she suddenly had a heavy waist, and her feet were off the ground instantly. She was hugged horizontally, and Cen Simao frowned, and frowned instantly, cursing: "Do you **** play with me?"

Lins drew a corner of his lips: "You deserve it, who made you not believe me."

Ignoring Cen Simiao's struggle, she hugged her directly to the booked room. No | plug | room card, dimly, Cen Simiao felt he was **** her clothes, and he faintly heard: "But understandable, after all, I look handsome, and it is especially easy to make your legs soft."

The cold wind screamed outside, and the air was icy, all blocked by windows.

Days passed, and his wife's case had not progressed, and Cen Simiao lived in the Meng family and did not notice anything abnormal. Lins urged her to move out.

It's not that we don't move, but that this scene has already been triggered, and we must definitely solve it, otherwise the task will not be completed.

She put the beer bought by Lin Si into the refrigerator, just as He Xun was busy in the kitchen, Cen Simiao rolled up his sleeves to help. She took over the dishes, and He Yi bent down to pack the cardboard boxes stacked on one side.

Seems pretty heavy.

Cen Simiao asked: "What's all this?"

He Yan put the thing down and took a breath, and opened the cardboard box to let Cen Simiao take a look. It was full of milk, which was drunk alone by the wife before she died. She was gone, and nobody drank it. She just left it in the refrigerator until it expired. Just packed out.

There is a milk bottle in the cardboard box next to it, which has been accumulated in the past. My wife pays attention to environmental protection and does not allow littering. Every bottle you drink must be stored.

Cen Simiao said to her, "Don't make it, this thing is weird. I'll move it later."

He Yan smiled, nodded, and then raised his eyebrows and glanced at the carton of the bottle, and said to himself, "Why is there one bottle missing?"

She froze: "What?"

He Yan said: "It's all counted. I know how many bottles of milk I bought before, but now the number of empty bottles is wrong, one less."

Cen Simiao narrowed her eyes.

My wife drank milk in the morning and died near noon. Cen Simiao took the rest of the milk and looked at it for a long time. There was no pinhole on the bottle. She asked Lin Siyin to take these expired milks for testing to see if there were any ingredients.

It turned out that this was normal milk.

Cen Simiao frowned, after a person's habit is formed, it is difficult to destroy. It doesn't make sense for the wife to throw the bottle away after drinking milk. Even so, He Yan would pick it up in the trash at home.

After all, his wife got a foot injury, she never went out, and it was impossible to run outside to throw a bottle.

There is absolutely something wrong with this bottle.

Lin Siyin saw the wrinkled face she thought, pursed her lips, and handed her the brewed coffee, and Cen Smiao took it subconsciously, and then took a sip and raised her head suddenly.

He raised an eyebrow: "What did you think of?"

Cen Simiao said: "It is very likely that someone took a bottle of milk and took the medicine first, and then handed it to her. After she finished drinking, the bottle was thrown away and thrown away."

Lins bent his lips, "No."

She froze for a moment.

Lin Si pinched his eyebrows, remembering that when passing the living room, Meng Lin held Shen Wanzhi's arm and complained, it wasn't Mrs. Luo who counted.

She looked dumbfounded: "I don't think any one of her own daughters is important to her in her heart. Once I felt that she had a skirt that looked good and touched it. She cut the skirt and said her Don't allow others to mess around. "

"I once again handed her the coffee in good faith. She didn't take a sip. She said she didn't like passing things by others."

When Shen Wanzhi heard the second sentence, he suddenly laughed.

Because of this laugh, Lin Siyin has deeper memories. How could a wife like this drink milk from someone else?

Cen Simao bowed her head and thought carefully.

His wife is proud and has all the benefits, and she likes to hit others the most.

Her eyelashes trembled and looked at Lins. He understood what she was thinking, bent his eyes and nodded.

If there is a lady who looks down on her, but has someone she likes, stands in front of her, picks up a bottle of milk, unscrews the bottle cap, wants to taste it secretly, but is caught by the wife.

She will surely hold it in her hand, drink it in front of the person, and then look at it with extremely contemptuous eyes, finally with a sentence: "You can never have mine."

The man bowed his head without saying a word, and when his wife turned around, he raised his head, his face was full of gloom.

Cen Simiao's head popped into Shen Wanzhi's face.

She was anxious to find the police, but was entangled by Lins to be rewarded. He pressed her directly to the ground, her warm body flinched momentarily, she pushed back with her hands, but was kissed by Lins.

He frowned: "The woman obviously wants to live in peace, she can't run, she will go back later."

Ceng Simiao was anxious, and reached out to pinch him, but was aroused by him, and the two men gasped suddenly.

After a while, she pushed away the tortured Lins, torn away, dressed with sore arms, and kiss marks all over her neck. Just sat up, but was dragged to the ground by Lins.

She frowned at him a few times, frowning, and suddenly heard footsteps outside the door, she turned to look subconsciously. A pair of shoes were exposed at the bottom of the door slit, and she looked at her, stiff at once.

Men's leather shoes in the company bathroom that day.

He slammed open the door, widened his eyes, and the man stooped and carried something, and when he heard the movement turned back, it was He Yan's face.

Cen Simiao frowned, and Lins frowned, and she looked at He Yan's shoes, her brows jumping.

Seeing her staring at the shoes, He Yan lifted up the mopping apron, exposing a pair of black knee-high water boots, the tube was wide and fat.

"This was worn by Shen Wanzhi as a cleaner. I recently packed the house and it was dirty everywhere I went. I borrowed it and she wore a good apron. She blocked her legs and exposed her feet. Water does not splash on clothes. "

Only the black leather upper is exposed, which is very similar to the men's wide leather shoes.

When the police officer came to her after the alarm, Shen Wanzhi was tucked into his sleeves and had a scar on his arm that was scratched by a dagger.

She looked at the police officer, eyes wide, and many emotions, but without surprise, she dropped her head again, with a mocking smile on her lips.

For several days in the police station, she didn't answer anything when asked.

The police officer frowned, and as soon as he was about to question, he got a message that Liu Yu was late, just now. He pursed his lips, glanced at the transcript, and was blank, his heart burning.

After breaking the transcript, she shouted at Shen Wanzhi: "I don't really know how a mother's heart can be so poisonous, even if she was not raised by her side, her heart is very long. You actually follow and scare her and put the needle, she What if a girl is hurt? "

Shen Wanzhi squeezed his lips tightly, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Police officer Shen Sheng said: "I told you, just now, your husband died and was killed."

She raised her head suddenly, her face was full of surprise, and she was stunned for a long time. The emotions in her eyes were complicated and she would not cry. The police officer said, "Your daughter is outside now. Think about it ..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Wanzhi laughed, listening a little bit sternly, close to the cry: "He pitted me all my life."

There was no glory in his eyes, and he said sarcastically, "Where do I have a daughter? My child died long ago. When he eloped with that woman more than a decade ago, the child died."