"Bitch! You're still laughing! You still laugh! You murderer! You evil-hearted bitch!"
The voice hissed even more angrily, "If it wasn't for you, how could my Wei Ming have died at such a young age? If it wasn't for you, how could Wei Ming have been defiled by those animals! It's all you! It's all because of you, you mean-spirited bitch!"
Jane Tong was then tied to a chair with half of its legs broken off, looking at the old man in front of her with insults without uttering a word.
"Thanks to Weiming and you still being good friends, thanks to Weiming treating you as the best friend, you! What have you done! Ah!!!"
The old man's insults shook Jane Tong, who was tied to the chair, with a pair of old eyes colored with hatred!
Jane Tong let the old man vent his curses, until the old man said "Wei Ming treats you as his best friend"... could no longer endure!
"Many years ago, I thought so too. Xia Weiming is my best friend, Xia Weiming treats me as my best friend." The old man stared angrily at the woman tied to the chair and laughed silently, and his heart was as if it was tainted with poison, and the blackness spread ... "Pah."
"You still laugh! You still have the face to laugh!"
This slap, viciously distorted half of Jane Tong's face, her neck twisted to the side, half leaning on the chair, she did not move, on the side of the head leaning back in the chair posture, despite the corner of the mouth by the slap cracked pain, she was as if she did not notice, faintly opened her mouth:
"Butler Xia, do you take me for a fool? Or do you think that those three years in prison were not enough time for me to figure that matter out?" Her head slowly twisted forward, and her gaze finally landed on the hideous, ghastly face of the old man in front of her:
"Who was it, who counted. Who was it, who was unkind, and who was it, who stole the chicken and ate his own evil." She spoke slowly, word by word, clearly, insisting that she must bite her tongue, that every word must be clear, despite the corner of her mouth being cracked by that slap!
Only every word clear, she and Xia Weiming between the stock of rotten accounts, only to be able to calculate clearly! ... This is also, after many years, her accusation of Xia Weiming's crimes!
How can ... not clear it!
From nothing to stand at the top of the pyramid, fell into the mire of the people, to be able to understand, these minuscule others may not care about the details of their own exceptionally calculating, to be able to understand, that is their own insisted on, cared about!
"You ..." summer housekeeper heart "thump" a heartbeat messed up half a beat, looking at the chair tied up people, old eyes, emerged skeptical color! ... she, know?
No!
How is it possible!
If she knew, why didn't she find the Shen family manor immediately after she was released from prison?
If she really knows what words, why before in the Shen family manor, for him against her those mean and harsh treatment, she did not do any expression?
It was impossible for her to know!
If, if she really knew, why was she still able to not care about anything? Saying nothing!
It was as if Jane Tong didn't see the shock that filled the old man's face in front of her, or rather, she didn't care if this old man was shocked or otherwise. She didn't care about any of this person's thoughts, and only word by word, she looked at the incandescent lamp above her head in a ghostly manner, seemingly reminiscing:
"Butler Xia, do you still remember, when I was little, Wei Ming and I sat together in the manor's garden to play? She and I sat under the biggest tree in the garden, back to back, and even if we didn't talk for a day, each of us holding a book, we were able to stay there for a day.
When my grandfather was alive, he controlled me very strictly, and had to learn a lot more than people of the same age, often in the middle of the night, still learning, in fact, the time to rest was very limited, once there was a time to rest, I ran to the Shen family manor, Shen Xiu Jin was not too patient to care about me, very often, on the contrary, it was Weiming and I spent more time together."
"What do you mean by this!" Housekeeper Xia's face was full of suspicion and wariness, "You don't think that playing the emotional card is still useful now, do you?"
Jane Tong's line of sight, finally turned from that incandescent lamp to the old housekeeper, look long incandescent lamp, suddenly go to see the summer housekeeper, in fact, can not see clearly, but ... this, this is her intention ah - who would like to really see clearly in front of the face of this repulsive old man?
"I mean, growing up together like this, I don't think that Wei Ming is someone who would commit suicide."
"Wei Ming would commit suicide, isn't it because you set her up to be trashed!"
Butler Xia's cheeks clenched!
Jane Tong let out a light laugh and shook her head, only feeling ridiculous: "I know very well that what happened that night was not something I framed. Who framed who, we are both clear. Butler Xia ... can you tell me how Wei Ming really died?"
"What are you ... you ... nonsense! If it wasn't you who framed Wei Ming, who was it? It was you who killed Wei Ming!"
She felt that her eyes hurt a little, about, maybe, perhaps ... she should have been staring at the incandescent light all the time.
"Butler Xia, I nowadays, people are tied up, I am the fish and meat you are the knife and chopper, and you probably don't really want me to live, right?" Otherwise, the matter of her accident, that person would sooner or later find out about the summer housekeeper, and at that time, the summer housekeeper probably wouldn't have a chance to live, right?
She looked at the old man in front of her again: "Uncle Xia," it was rare, after many years, she called "Uncle Xia" again, she said: "Uncle Xia, since you don't want to live anymore, and you, you won't let me live, since...". I'm going to die.
Just tell me, how did Wei Ming die?" She firmly believed that Xia Weiming would never commit suicide.
A person who had held back for so many years, acting in front of everyone, a person who even wanted to scheme others in death, how could she commit suicide so easily?
"Wei Ming committed suicide! It was you who caused her to commit suicide!" Butler Xia's pale face was inexplicably green and black.
"Xia Weiming could never commit suicide."
"She just committed suicide!"
"She didn't commit suicide!"
"She is! She is suicide!"
"Impossible!"
"How is it impossible! She did!"
The two people were at each other's throats, and Jane Tong bit the bullet that Xia Weiming could not have committed suicide!
And Housekeeper Xia became more and more agitated!
"She didn't!"
"So what if she didn't commit suicide?" Butler Xia shouted with unparalleled agitation, his eyes red, his already sunken cheeks surfacing with a bizarre reddish hue, and vehemently shouted, "So what if I tell you that I killed her with my own hands!"
Boom!
It was as if thunder exploded in the ears, and time stood still.
And Butler Xia's voice suddenly came to an abrupt end!
Xia Butler's old face was green, red, white and purple, changing unpredictably, like a full palette of colors!
"Xia Weiming ... was killed by you ...?" Jane Tong was stunned, not daring to believe, "For, for ... what?" She didn't understand, this old man in front of her, wasn't Xia Weiming's real father?
How could he do this kind of daughterslayer thing!