Chapter 803: Walking Into a Trap (2)

Wushuang and Mu Jinchen also came here early. The car just stopped at the gate of Xia Garden. When the couple got out of the car, they saw two unexpected people appearing -

Liu Yun and Xia Ziwei.

"Hey, why are Wushuang and my uncle so early? You are very determined."

Liu Yun's words still sounded like the mistress of the Xia family, as if Wushuang and Mu Jinchen were guests and she had never had any trouble with the Xia family.

Mu Jinchen naturally ignored these clowns and glanced at them coldly, holding Wushuang's little hand as if she were nothing.

Wushuang nodded towards them, and saw that Xia Ziwei still had a white neck protector around her neck. The tragic scene of her suicide that day came to Wushuang's mind again, her face changed slightly, and the little hand holding Mu Jinchen also Tight. Tight.

Feeling the change in the little woman's mood, the man frowned and glanced coldly at the mother and daughter before embracing Wushuang and entering the summer garden.

"No manners at all."

Liu Yun was still muttering quietly somewhere.

"Mom, do you really think you are the mistress of Summer Garden? If you still want to show off here, you can go back now. Have you brought the real estate certificate?"

Xia Ziwei's injury has not healed yet. When she talks, she still accidentally touches the wound on her neck. Only the faint pain can temporarily relieve her inner uneasiness.

I don’t know if grandpa will forgive them. If not...

She closed her eyes and sighed secretly, what else could she do if she didn't forgive?

Liu Yun listened to Xia Ziwei's somewhat indifferent tone, but still couldn't adapt to her change. After committing suicide once, it seemed that she was no longer the daughter she knew. If she was given a choice, she would rather have her original daughter back, at least not like this. Eat inside and outside, so strange.

Liu Yun calmed down her temper. In order to return to the Xia family, she had no choice but to endure it.

"Take it, take it, admit your mistake."

Xia Ziwei stopped talking, took her arm and followed her into the summer garden.

When they entered, Wushuang and his wife were already chatting with Xia Jingshan and the others. The old man had been calm for a few days. Although he was not as sad as before, his mood was still low.

At this time, when he saw Xia Ziwei coming in with Liu Yun on her arm, a trace of invisible sadness flashed through her old eyes. Then she saw Xia Ziwei's bandaged neck, and her aura calmed down a little.

The rest of the people stopped talking and didn't know what to say. The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

When Liu Yun saw this posture, she was a little scared. She was not really blind. If Xia Jinrong hadn't gone out to chase her in the wind and rain that day, nothing would have happened. After all, she felt a little guilty.

Xia Ziwei, who was still dressed in black, seemed unaffected by the atmosphere. She walked up to Xia Jingshan and knelt down without saying a word with a blank expression on her face.

Her trembling voice was choked with sobs, "Grandpa, Ziwei knows that she was wrong. Please forgive me! I will return the money I took from Xia's family every penny."

Liu Yun pinched the corner of her clothes and wanted to say something, but she saw that Xia Jingshan was not looking at Xia Ziwei. His old eyes were staring at her with slightly narrowed pupils.

She shivered with fright, her legs went weak and she knelt down in front of Xia Jingshan with a thump. She had been afraid of this master before. He had the murderousness and righteousness of a traditional soldier, but she had never seen anything like this from him. The anger in his eyes was really terrifying.