Due to inertia, Leng Yiyao almost fell the moment she was let go by Lu Chen, but she didn't know what skill she used on her heels, and she stood extremely steady all of a sudden.

Lu Chen, who had been watching her from beginning to end, deepened his eyes slightly.

"What kind of answer do you want to hear, Your Highness?" She raised her head with a smile on her face, where there was a trace of fear.

"The truth." He lit a cigarette, and the curling smoke made the direct gaze between the two cloudy.

truth? The truth is that she killed his only competitor and made him the rightful first-in-line heir, so she is actually his benefactor?

Heh, as soon as these words were said, Lu Chen could go crazy with joy, and immediately pushed her out and paraded her on the street. Next, he wanted to hang her in front of the whole world, "revenge" for his younger brother, and by the way clear the criminal suspicion and regain the favor of his father.

"The truth is—I don't know." Leng Yiyao smiled at him as a bachelor, shrugged her shoulders, and took it for granted. "That night, I was locked in the yard like the others. When the Highness of Lu Ming came down, a large number of guards rushed to kill us. I was slashed twice, and the pain passed out. When I woke up, everyone They're all dead."

Everyone, including the group of men in black standing far away, could see clearly. As soon as Leng Yiyao finished speaking, the veins on Lu Chen's forehead burst out almost immediately.

"You are my three-year-old child, how dare you fool me like this!" He stood up instantly, grabbed the ashtray on the table, and smashed it on her head!

Leng Yiyao flickered slightly, and the ashtray was almost wiped against her forehead.

"His Royal Highness, what I said is indeed the truth. Otherwise, you wouldn't doubt that the Marshal sent someone to do it."

This time, as soon as she finished speaking, everyone in the room wished they were deaf! heard nothing!

But Lu Chen's irritable movements stopped.

He straightened up and looked at Leng Yiyao quietly, his eyes seemed to be looking at a monster.

Yes, in fact, he thought about it for a long time last night. Although he thought it was unbelievable, this was indeed the only possibility.

After all, the Leng family are just businessmen. Did they eat the gall of a bear and a leopard, and dare to touch Lu Ming?

Most importantly, how could Leng Yiyao, a woman, kill so many people with one enemy? His younger brother, Lu Ming, was a good player, and his guards were the best in ten thousand. How could he be easily killed by a woman?

If there is no other person's operation behind this, it is absolutely impossible!

And yesterday, he saw in the hotel that the only survivor was intimate with Homer. At that moment, too many things flashed through his mind...

Lu Ming is dead, who can profit?

In the eyes of outsiders, he is a direct beneficiary. After all, only Lu Ming is qualified to compete with him for the right to inherit the throne.

But what about the facts?

When Lu Ming died, the person who was most suspicious of was himself. The royal father, who has always been partial to him, is unwilling to summon him. The people outside are complaining, and the royal family is in turmoil. Who should be the ultimate beneficiary?

The old foxes in the political world are too late to fight, let alone intervene in the royal family.

Who can have the ability to set up this bureau? Who else has the motivation to do this?

Although Leng Yiyao can observe words and expressions, she can't open Lu Chen's mind to study what he is thinking now.

If it was really possible, she would probably only sigh at the gloomy-looking His Highness in front of her, "Brother, you have a lot of inner drama..."

She is just a simple sentence, but he can trigger so many associations. Sure enough, most of the people who have lived in the royal family are conspiracy theories...