Chapter 793: 398 passed away
Zhou Xue suddenly understood that she couldnât escape being involved in what happened last night.
âMadam, Ming Jing is dead.â
A few strands of coolness came with the breeze, and the sunlight overhead suddenly became hotter, making people feel restless at the bottom of their hearts.
Bo Yujiang was taken aback, âWhat did you say?â
Jiang Chunlan slowly put down the teapot, picked up a towel nearby to wipe her hands, and turned to look at Zhou Xue.
âRepeat what you just said.â
The womanâs gaze was sharp and cold, with an inexplicable pressure.
Zhou Xue lowered her head: âItâs true. I ran into the housekeeperâs daughter of the Rans at the hospital. I took advantage of her being distracted and planted a listening device on her. I heard personally that Ming Jing died from a drug allergy that could not be treated in time. The Rans have blocked the news, and now they are arguing with Bo Yuxun.â
Bo Yujiang reflexively stood up, âBo Yuxun? What does it have to do with him?â
Zhou Xue glanced at her: âIt was Dr. Boâs mistake that caused Ming Jingâs drug allergy not to be treated in time. Madam, your hidden enemy is finally gone, and you can have peace of mind from now on.â
Jiang Chunlanâs eyebrows furrowed slightly, muttering softly, âDead?â
âWhy did she die so easily? You must be lying to me.â Jiang Chunlan shook her head.
Zhou Xue found Jiang Chunlanâs reaction strange. Shouldnât Madam be happy when she hears this news?
She hated the Rans so much, hated Ran Bowen and his daughter, and dreamed of destroying everything about the Rans.
âDrug allergy?â Bo Yujiang seemed to think of something, and her expression was a little unpleasant.@@novelbin@@
Jiang Chunlan was stunned.
She came back as the true daughter of the Zhus, and how old the true daughter of the Zhus was, was her age, no one would doubt it.
However, she was not the real daughter of the Zhus.
Ran Bowen hid his wife and daughter very deeply, so deeply that even the Rans couldnât dig them out. The outside world only knew he had a daughter, but how old she was and what she looked like was unknown to anyone.
So how old Ming Jing really was became an unsolved mystery.
âWhat do you mean?â
Bo Yujiang hooked her lips, her eyes filled with a touch of coldness.
âSheâs definitely connected to Jiang Yu.â The first time she saw Ming Jing, she had seen Jiang Yuâs shadow on her.
Whether it was a coincidence or not, she didnât want to see her again.
If she really died of a drug allergy, it would be a good end to a good beginning.
Bo Yujiang let go of her worries and showed a satisfied smile on her face.
Jiang Chunlan didnât care about the relationship between Ming Jing and Jiang Yu, as long as she was Ran Bowenâs daughter, that was enough.
But now Zhou Xue told her that Ming Jing was dead...
Jiang Chunlan suddenly thought of the scene she saw on Baitou Mountain three years ago: a girl wearing plain clothes kneeling in front of the Buddha statue in the secluded valley, untainted by the dust of the world, detached from everything.
Jiang Chunlan suddenly walked outside: âPrepare the car.â
Bo Yujiang hurriedly followed: âMadam, what do you want to do?â
Zhou Xue came out with the coffee: âMadam, are you going out?â