Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

She looked at her phone and couldn't figure it out: "I remember it still had 80% power when I gave it to you just now. It can't possibly run out of power all of a sudden, right?"

When Zhu Pengda heard her words, his eyelids twitched hard, and a bad premonition came to his mind - his phone had been hacked by someone remotely.

His legs were completely weak now, and he sat down on the sofa. He couldn't relax for a long time, holding his head and muttering: "It's over, it's all over."

He didn't know where the prodigal woman in his family received the text message, or what kind of evil wolf he had provoked.

But obviously, this time they came prepared.

Their family will take the blame for others no matter what!

The Zhu family may not be able to escape unscathed this time.

"Husband, you, don't be like this, I'm scared." Seeing that he was so scared, Mrs. Zhu later realized that she was scared: "That Qiao Nian is not so capable of touching our family. Our family has such a strong foothold in Beijing." After so many years, there are still three-point nails in the broken boat. Do you need to be afraid of her? Young Master Ye is just playing with her. There is a rumor in the circle that Young Master Ye and Jiang Xianrou are still a couple. Why should the girl who comes from around the city compare with Jiang Xianrou? , Jiang Xianrou is the number one socialite in Beijing, she is a hundred times better than her in appearance and talent, otherwise Haoer would not like Jiang Xianrou..."

Zhu Pengda ignored her and kept holding his head with an expression ashen as death.

At this moment, someone broke in.

The servant did not stop the intruder. The man who came in was a tall man with a circle of tattoos on his arms. He looked like a big brother in society.

The other party didn't talk nonsense. When he came in and saw Zhu Pengda and Mrs. Zhu, he asked directly: "Are you Zhu Yuanhao's parents?"

Mrs. Zhu suppressed her fear, took a step back, and looked at him warily: "Who are you? Who allowed you to break in? Do you know whose home this is?"

The other party smiled and said very arrogantly: "I don't care whose family you belong to."

"Master Wan asked me to give you something."

When Zhu Pengda heard the word 'Wang Ye', he stood up from the sofa and took the things from the other party's hand.

It's three photos.

The photo was still warm, probably just taken, and sent to them immediately.

He took a closer look and saw that the protagonist in the photo was Zhu Yuanhao, whom he hadn't seen for a week. He saw Zhu Yuanhao lying on the ground covered in blood, with his right hand hanging at an awkward angle by his side, but he was interrupted abruptly.

"Ah!" Mrs. Zhu also saw the content in the photo. Her eyes turned white, her legs went weak, she screamed, and she fainted.

Zhu Pengda was not in the mood to care about her, his heart was racing, and he had only the last bit of reason left. He clutched the photo in his hand and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean, Mr. Wan?"

"Hmph, what do you mean?" The strong man said nothing nonsense and asked him, "Master Wan also wants to ask Mrs. Zhu what she means."

Zhu Pengda lost his temper instantly: "My wife..."

The strong man did not let him explain, and said concisely: "If Zhu Pengda has anything to say, I'll leave it to Mr. Wan to explain! Mr. Wan said that Miss Qiao injured her hand in the car accident, and Zhu Yuanhao will lose both hands. If Mrs. Zhu can't figure it out, If he acts like a monster again, Zhu Yuanhao still has his neck unbroken. If Mrs. Zhu wants to play, we will accompany her at any time!"

Zhu Pengda's face turned green, and the muscles on his cheeks were trembling. He didn't know whether it was out of anger or an instinctive reaction caused by fear.

The man in black didn't talk nonsense to him. Before leaving, he said: "The things in this photo are just the interest we asked Mrs. Zhu to prevent Mrs. Zhu from thinking that she was doing it without anyone noticing. Mr. Wang is busy now. I can’t spare the time, but this matter… is never over!”

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