Chapter 340 - 340 335 I want to take revenge for you personally

Chapter 340: 335, I want to take revenge for you personally (6000)_3 Chapter 340: 335, I want to take revenge for you personally (6000)_3 Old Master An was advanced in age, his heart as clear as a mirror.

He knew at a glance who was lying.

He took a step forward, his callused hand swinging down.

In a snap, the crisp sound of a slap echoed in the living room.

“Smack–”

An Yu’s group jumped in shock, trembling slightly.

A slap left An Man’s ears ringing, the reddened palm print clearly imprinted on her cheek.

She looked dazed, her hand covering her face.

Old Master An looked at her with disappointment, his hand numbed from the slap.

“An Man, did you take my words as wind in your ears? How dare you hire an assassin, has your sanity and conscience been eaten by a dog?”

An Man regained her senses, met the fiery look in Old Master An’s eyes, and felt a surge of grievance and resentment,”Grandpa, you believe anything that Jian Qing says, this kind of favoritism is unjust. I am the rightful bloodline of the An Family, you would rather believe the words of an outsider than me, I…”

“Outsider, who said she’s an outsider.” Old Master An angrily rebuked, “Let me tell you all, Jian Qing and Jian Luo are officially listed in my An Family’s genealogy, they are the rightful blood of the An Family. If anyone dares call them outsiders again, I’ll expel you from the family.”

Jian Qing, watching Old Master An, couldn’t understand why he always insisted on stating that she and Luoluo were part of the An Family, as if he indeed had some kind of evidence.

What secret was hidden underneath it all?

An Man lowered her hand, her swollen face looked terrifying.

“Grandpa, no matter what, I did not do it.”

A cold laugh filled the room.

“An Man, it seems like you won’t cry until you see the coffin.”

An Man turned to her, not changing her defence, “Jian Qing, if you want to frame me, I can’t stop you. As for your Blood Vow Brotherhood, I don’t know anything about it.”

Jian Qing laughed mockingly.

Deny it all she wants. Jian Qing had her ways to make An Man admit it.

“An Man, your useless son has no hope even with treatment abroad. Why don’t I handle him for you once and for all?”

Strike the snake and strike the seven inches.

Wouldn’t she value Xiang Cheng as her life?

Then she would strike right at Xiang Cheng.

Mentioning Xiang Cheng, An Man’s face became ferocious, “What do you want to do?”

“Xiang Cheng hasn’t gone out for a long time, how about I let someone take him to the tropical rainforest? The air is fresh there, it should be very suitable for him to recover.” Jian Qing said lightly, as if discussing today’s weather with her.

The crowd, including Zhou Qi, frowned.

Xiang Cheng relied on medicine to keep going, to throw him in the desolated tropical jungle, not a full day would pass before it would take his life.

Jian Qing was clearly doing it on purpose.

“You dare?” gritted An Man.

Jian Qing spread her hands, an innocent smile on her face, “Is there anything I would dare not to do?”

An Man cursed at the assassin from the Blood Vow Brotherhood in her heart, she spent so much money yet Jian Qing, the bitch, has come back lively and vigorously.

This bunch of useless waste.

“An Man, actually, it doesn’t matter if you admit it or not, I have evidence of your dealings with the Blood Vow Brotherhood.” said Jian Qing.

Hearing this, shock filled An Man’s heart.

Before she could respond, Jian Qing said again, “I’ve given the evidence to the police. You’d better get used to your forthcoming days in prison.”

As a member of the An Family, she had lived a superior life, handing over this life to spend in the gloomy cell would make her feel worse than death itself.

The vengeance of her mother, the injury of Xiaojing, all the accounts needed to be settled with her this time.

“Prison?” Zhou Qi exclaimed.

“Jian Qing, have you lost your mind?”

How could the people of their An Family be sent to the prison, if this gets out how could they face the others.

Ignoring her, Jian Qing stared into the depths of An Man’s eyes.

“Aman, speak up quickly, who can assign a blame to you for something you didn’t do, speak up quickly.” Zhou Qi walked over, grabbing her arm and shaking it.

An Man lowered her head, thinking deeply, remaining silent.

The more she stayed silent, the more anxious Zhou Qi got.

She raised her voice and urged, “Aman, what are you thinking about, explain yourself quickly.”

An Man didn’t respond, her eyes falling upon the fruit knife on the fruit plate on the coffee table, a shadow rose in her eyes.

Taking advantage of everyone’s relaxed vigilance, she forcefully grabbed the knife, the sharp blade glinting coldly under the light, somewhat dazzling.