"Qianru, isn't Qianru good?"

The woman seemed to have grabbed the life-saving straw and looked at Tan Qianru with tears in her eyes, but the man beside her had a dark face and refused to give up.

"Third aunt, what do you mean? Duanmu Qianru is alive, but my Jiaojiao is dead!"

"Jiaojiao was originally the woman who gave in. How could my son be willing to shoot? Someone must have framed her!"

The woman's big red lips opened and closed, and the contempt in her eyes irritated the man even more.

"Pa"

"Shut up! You bitch!"

"Commander!"

Governor Murong angrily stepped forward and slapped her across the face, pointing at the woman on the ground with trembling hands.

"Brother Yang, what do you think about this matter?"

"Warlord, the military salary that our Yang family gives to the Warlord's Mansion every year is not a small sum of money! Jiaojiao is my most beloved daughter, and the Warlord must give an explanation!"

Threat, naked threat, Governor Murong's face turned extremely ugly.

If he hadn't been fighting continuously over the years, he would have been the king of the north, and he would have been manipulated by a mere merchant.

"Brother Yang means, let the child's life be worth one life?"

"Overseer, no!"

"Shut up!"

"yes!"

Tan Qianru was surprised by the man's strength. In the past, this man was submissive. Every time they met, he acted like a slave.

"Brother Yang, a dead person cannot be resurrected. If you express your condolences and submit, what do you need from the Governor's Mansion?" Governor Murong narrowed his eyes.

People who have experienced battles for a long time give people a coldness in their bones, but today's men seem to be determined.

"Overseer, I just want to pay for my daughter's life!"

For a moment, there was silence in the hall, depression and depression spread, and war seemed to be about to break out.

"Uncle Yang, why are you so angry!"

"Young Marshal Murong, what do you mean?"

"Simple, my brother killed someone, it is human nature to pay with his life. But people cannot be resurrected after death. Do you think we living people can adapt?"

"Oh, what's a workaround?"

"Keep Murong Chengrang alive, you can do whatever you want!"

As soon as Murong Qianfei finished speaking, the third aunt's voice sounded like a butchering pig again throughout the hall.

"Murong Qianfei, I know very well who you are. You want my son to die!"

"Third Yi Niang, don't be ignorant of the good heart. I am thinking about Murong Chengrang. At least he is alive!"

"Bah, you are a wolf-hearted thing, and your mother..."

"You can scold me however you want, but not my mother!"

Murong Qianfei's face turned pale. It turns out that everyone has weaknesses, but you haven't encountered them.

"Qianru, are you okay?"

Suddenly, even though she was not involved, she still blatantly pulled people into the whirlpool.

"Speaking of which, you are also a victim. How do you think you should deal with this villain?"

Fox, old fox, if you set a trap for me, I'm afraid you will be disappointed. Tan Qianru smiled slightly,

"Uncle Murong, although Qianru is the victim, after all, I am alive and well, so you don't have to worry about me!"

"Wonderful, let's see what else the Murong family has to say!"

The reason why Governor Murong wanted to drag Tan Qian into trouble was, firstly, if the Yang family fell out, so would the Duanmu family. Secondly, in this case, the Yang family would not be reluctant to give in.

I just never expected that this seemingly harmless girl would be so tactful and sophisticated.

The so-called shooting oneself in the foot, stealing the chicken but losing the rice, is really hard to describe.

"Father, my brother is indeed wrong, and Jiao Jiao should be given an explanation!"

"you!"

Governor Murong knew in his heart that if he was pretending before, he would not even be willing to act at this time.

"Brother Yang, it's up to you!"

"Okay, thank you very much, Overseer!"

"Mom, save me!" Murong Chengrang screamed.

If he walked out of the Governor's Mansion today, he might not even be able to see the sun tomorrow.

"Overseer, Overseer, please save our son!"

The woman cried and hugged Governor Murong's legs, but no matter how much the man could not bear it, sacrificing a son was nothing compared to his great cause.

"Someone, take the third aunt down!"

"No, I want my son!" the woman struggled.

"Warlord, if the third aunt is really reluctant to let go, let her stay with her1"

"Boss Yang, as a person, you should not be too pushy and know how to advance and retreat in a measured way!"
Chapter completed!