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"I want her life because she broke her oath." Qu Chenjiang clenched his teeth, "She said she would never come back."

"It can\'t be." Qu Yihong said without thinking, "Qu Chenjiang, this is very important."

For so long, the only thing he could not let go of in his heart was Qiao Aiqing\'s death.

It could be said that Qiao Love was implicated to death by Qu Yihong.

If he did not let her bring Qiao Aiqing back, Qiao Aiqing might even be alive and well ??

"Don\'t ask about her. It\'s between her and me." Qu Chenjiang became irritable, "If I must say the reason, it was that I had already fallen in love with Guoer at that time. I do not wish for Qiao Aiqing to appear in front of me, nor do I wish for Guoer to object to me because of her existence. "

Qu Yihong muttered to himself, his bright eyes locking onto Qu Chenjiang\'s pale face.

It could be seen that Qu Chenjiang\'s poison was acting up, and it was becoming more and more serious. Qu Chenjiang\'s voice had already slightly changed.

The current Qu Chenjiang should not have any normal ability to think, and what he said was only true from the bottom of his heart ??

"Quickly ask about what has to do with you." Qu Chenjiang\'s face contorted for a moment, "I ??"

He wanted to beg for mercy, but after looking down on his arch-nemesis for so many years, he resisted the urge to beg for mercy.

If he had to beg for mercy from Qu Yihong, he would rather die.

Qu Chenjiang looked at the window. If he jumped out of the window here, it would be a one on one situation.

Qu Yipeng secretly gave his brother a meaningful glance, and said solemnly: "Alright, then we\'ll ask you about something related to us."

Qu Chenjiang slightly curled his body, squeezed to the side of the conference table and sat down again.

His voice trembled slightly as he said, "Quick... "Speak."

Qu Yipeng and Qu Yihong looked at each other.

The two brothers understood very well that with Qu Chenjiang\'s current condition, it was probably the best time to find out the truth.

If he was unable to get the truth out of it now, he would probably never be able to get out of it again ??

"Let me ask." Qu Yipeng looked at Qu Chenjiang calmly, "I believe you know more about Tingting\'s background than we do ??"

Before Qu Yipeng could finish speaking, Qu Chenjiang\'s face changed. He could not take it anymore, and his face twisted again.

"We will not end this matter." Qu Yipeng looked like a gentleman like usual, but his tone gradually became stern, "Speak!"

Qu Chenjiang shook his head, as though he was trying to clear himself up. "There\'s nothing much to say. You can all guess the reason. "

"I want the details." Qu Yipeng slowly possessed his body, staring fixedly at him. "Qu Chenjiang, where is my child?"

As if the poison was getting stronger and stronger, Qu Chenjiang shook his head and hit the wall hard.

This strike seemed to sober him up a bit, and he actually forced out a smile. "Sorry, I seem to be unable to hold on ?? Can we talk about it another time? "

"No." Qu Yihong said calmly.

"Then... "Sure." Qu Chenjiang mumbled to himself.

He looked around in a daze, and then suddenly took the pen container from the middle of the conference table.

He took a pencil sharpener from inside and stabbed the back of his hand with lightning speed.

Qu Chenjiang\'s string of movements only lasted a second or two, the two brothers sitting opposite to him simply had no time to stop him.

Qu Chenjiang\'s left hand immediately began to bleed.

"What are you going to do?" Qu Yipeng stared at the small knife on the back of Qu Chenjiang\'s hand in shock, "Suicide? You can\'t commit suicide here! "

Qu Yihong stared at Qu Chenjiang\'s sudden movements in deep thought.

The enormous pain instantly focused Qu Chenjiang\'s unfocused eyes, and Du Yin also seemed to be scared away by the pain.

"Alright, let\'s continue!" Qu Chenjiang actually squeezed out a smile, "I guess after this discussion, you guys will not let me live either. "Right?"

No one answered Qu Chenjiang\'s question.

Although the two brothers were staring at the back of Qu Chenjiang\'s hand, none of them pla

ed to pull out that blade.

Compared to Qiao Aiqing, who he had secretly taken his life, losing this little blood was nothing.

"Where is my child?" Qu Yipeng\'s eyes were cold. "I\'m waiting for your answer."

"Dead." Qu Chenjiang looked at the blood on the table, his thoughts slowly becoming clearer, "Back then, that driver was unprofessional, he didn\'t even know how to hit people."

Qu Yipeng, that refined and magnanimous man, once again swung his palm.

Qu Chenjiang dodged slightly and successfully dodged half a palm. Qu Yipeng\'s fingertip drew a line across Qu Chenjiang\'s face.

His right hand touched the spot where Qu Yipeng had punched him, and Qu Chenjiang revealed an ugly smile: "So ruthless!"

"If you don\'t speak properly, there is still someone even more vicious." Qu Yipeng said in a heavy voice.

"I\'m not wrong." Qu Chenjiang shook his head, "She wanted him to take Luo Bingrong\'s life, but he only wanted that little life in her stomach. If Luo Bingrong died cleanly, I wouldn\'t have needed to pay for myself to buy a baby girl for you. "

Qu Yipeng\'s hand unconsciously clenched into a fist again.

"Big brother, I\'ll ask again." Qu Yihong remained calm and collected as he blocked Qu Yipeng\'s fist and stared at Qu Chenjiang calmly.

"Go ahead!" Qu Chenjiang looked at his own blood, "Before I die, I will say anything."

"You like to say it\'s a good thing." Qu Yihong said calmly, "But whether or not you can make us believe you, that is very important."

Qu Chenjiang raised his eyes and stared at Qu Yihong: "You don\'t believe me?"

The immense pain caused his face to contort, and his voice sounded somewhat desolate. "Of course, I understand. You have never trusted me before."

"I\'ll ask you again." Qu Yihong stared at him, "What happened to that child?"

"Dead!" Qu Chenjiang answered without thinking, "If you don\'t believe me, you can look for the doctor back then, and you will know that what I said was true."

"The doctor back then ??" Qu Yipeng muttered, his expression becoming more relaxed.

Qu Yihong stood up, "Qu Chenjiang, I\'ll give you one last chance. "Whether or not you can save your freedom, you decide ??"

"If you give me ten million more chances, I\'ll say the same." Qu Chenjiang said in a sorrowful tone, "What I said was the truth. It\'s exactly the same as when Ai Qing died, it wasn\'t me who killed Ai Qing, it was him who was forced to death by your Qu Family, it was you, Qu Yihong who was forced to death. "

"Sure!" Qu Yihong looked at his brother calmly. "If Big Bro has nothing else to say, let Third Bro in."

Qu Yipeng stared intently at Qu Chenjiang, from his bleeding hand to his trembling face.

He could see nothing but blood.

"Let\'s not ask anymore." Qu Yipeng slowly closed his eyes, "Let Third Brother in ??"