Su Qingyu swiped his mobile phone to distract him, and soon arrived at the Sunset Mansion.
She ate late today, and there was a faint pain in her stomach.
Seeing her footsteps paused slightly, Li Tingchen quickly looked back at her, “What’s the matter with you?””
Thinking that Li Tingchen still had business to do, she endured without saying, “It’s okay, it’s just a little cold, so go in.”
Su Qingyu consulted Zhang’s mother about whether she had any illnesses before. Through Zhang’s mother’s narration, she knew that she had been in good health in the past, but later she hurt her bottom after giving birth prematurely, and there was nothing wrong with her stomach.
So Su Qingyu didn’t take it seriously, thinking that at most it was a little stomach problem, which was not worth mentioning.
Su Qingyu resisted the pain in his stomach and entered the room.
Stepping into the inner room, the heating came face-to-face, but the air was mixed with a strong smell of blood. Su Qingyu, who had an uncomfortable stomach, retched.
“Susu.”
Probably because of not eating, Su Qingyu didn’t spit out anything. She reluctantly smiled, “I’m fine.”
Su Qingyu looked up at the living room, where the smell of blood came from.
Several bodyguards stood in the spacious living room, and a woman lay on the ground, her gaze falling on the woman’s lap.
That is a pair of mechanical legs.
There was a lot of blood under her body, and the scene was chaotic and bloody.
A seemingly elegant middle-aged man hurriedly stood up, “Mr. Li, you are here. You were just teaching this bitch. Please forgive me if you have lost your way.”
The person who spoke was Wen Yuanyu. Although he was middle-aged, he had nothing to do with greasy in terms of facial contours and figure. He was also a very handsome man when he was young.
Of course, if it weren’t for his white shirt and the blood on his hands that hadn’t been washed away, Su Qingyu would also think he was a very good uncle.
“This is Mrs. Li, come on……”
His gaze fell on Su Qingyu’s face, his voice paused, he subconsciously looked at the woman on the ground, and he was stunned for a few seconds before he found his voice: “Sit down.”
Su Qingyu thanked him politely, “Is there any hot water?””
“Yes, yes, this way, please.”
When he passed by the woman, he also kicked the woman whose life and death were unknown by the way.
Soon the servant served some fruits and exquisite pastries, as well as various drinks.
Su Qingyu drank some warm water and ate a few pieces of pastry to cushion his stomach. The hustle and bustle in his stomach stopped.