Quick wear: the vicious female supporting role can’t be washed clean

Chapter 3 The white moonlight of the boss turns black (3)

The incident happened suddenly. No one expected that Qin Ting, the current president of the Qin Group, who was at the height of his power, would suddenly be assassinated. The opponent looked like a veteran at first glance, killing him with one blow, and there was no trace of a struggle.

This incident was so enthusiastic that the murderer had no clues. The Qin's people's congress said that they would let the murderers pay for their lives, and even rewarded the clues at a high price, but there was no clue at all.

After about three days of turmoil, the funeral was prepared.

The huge cemetery was solemn and quiet, with only the occasional low sob.People from the Qin family and major companies were all around. They came to express their condolences in uniform black clothes. Only they knew how true or false the condolences were.

Fengzhi was wearing a long black dress with white flowers on her chest. She was mixed in the crowd and watched Mrs. Qin holding a wooden urn in her hand, walking towards the coffin step by step, and putting her son's ashes into the coffin with her own hands.

Mrs. Qin almost fainted. If someone hadn't been supporting her, she might not have been able to bear the blow of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man to her.

[You open your eyes for Lao Tzu!This is the consequence of your bad things!一个好端端的家庭，就这么被你毁了！ ] Maggie roared crazy in the wind.

Fengzhi's heart remained unmoved, and he even started to eat the buns he bought at a roadside breakfast shop when he picked them up.

Suddenly her small area was filled with the smell of fresh meat dumplings, and people around her looked at her with contempt in their eyes.

Is this a country girl with no manners running out of someone's house?

Is this a place to eat buns?Don't look at the occasion!

Lu Fengzhi has been abroad for a long time, so it's normal that no one knows her.

But after taking a second look, someone noticed that she looked familiar and tentatively called out, "Miss Xixi?"

This girl looks a lot like Lu Xixi who has been with Qin Ting these past few years?
Fengzhi didn't even give him a look, he just concentrated on eating his buns and focused on Mrs. Qin.

Mrs. Qin was lying next to the coffin and crying non-stop, shouting why she was not the one who died and what evil she had done~
Fengzhi's hands itched after hearing this, and he wanted to fulfill her wish and send her to meet her son.

But there are so many people here that it’s not easy to do anything.Maggie, who knew what she was thinking: [...Get the hell out of your head! 】

Fengzhi looked away, which was quite a pity.

In the past few days, she had learned a little bit about the world and knew that doing so was illegal. Moreover, she was now a fugitive and could not do anything out of the ordinary, otherwise she would be targeted by good people.

After finally getting free, she didn't want to be imprisoned in some strange place so soon, so... she had to carry someone behind her back to kill.

Maggie: […] It’s tired, it’s really tired!Why send it to bind this host!

Fengzhi was seriously thinking about the next killing method. People around her felt more and more rude to her, but some people had already identified her as Lu Xixi.

Qin Ting was dead now, and no one was protecting Lu Xixi anymore. They gradually began to talk openly.

"People from small places are just rude!"

"I heard that she is just a substitute, and Mrs. Qin has always been dissatisfied with her."

"If I am not satisfied, President Qin is so good to her. Now there is an accident in President Qin. I can't see a little sad expression from her face. This kind of white -eyed wolf ..."

Everyone still wanted to say something, and a indifferent female voice suddenly sounded next to it:

"You think Qin Ting is good, how many years will you try to let him be illegally imprisoned and have uncontrolled sexual intercourse?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone took a deep breath and turned to look at the source of the sound.

(End of this chapter)