Qin Jingcen chuckled coldly, "Give me a sister-obsessed elder brother to inspect, so I don't get mad and clean up messes for you, then you'll see if I'll be brother-obsessed!"
At these words, Qin Mei looked uncomfortable.
The young master of the Qin family heaved a deep sigh, glancing at the carriage, and asked Qin Ruan, "How are we going to deal with them both?"
Qin Ruan did not look in the direction of the carriage, but rather at the space behind Qin Mei.
A grim smile came to her face. "Naturally, we send them away. When people die, they have to enter the Netherworld. Considering the evil deeds they committed in life, they will probably need to take a trip through Hell."
If this mother and daughter were not dead, she would certainly send them to jail to taste some real suffering.
Even though people died, they definitely had to endure a few layers of the Eighteen Layers of Hell.
After all, the hands of Han Xian and Han Kexin were not clean.
