Chapter 113: Scapegoat

Ouyang Hui directly opened Ouyang Lan's wardrobe and was stunned by the newly bought clothes inside.

Seeing her frozen there, Kang Zhijun asked, "What's wrong, Mom?"

"Son, look! These are all good things! This dress is Chanel, these shoes are Armani, this bag is LV, and this belt is Gucci…"

Ouyang Hui shouted crazily, "My God, why? Why is she so rich? Why does she buy all these expensive things worth tens of thousands? Why doesn't this luxurious life belong to me!"

Kang Zhijun said, "Mom, don't you see? She hides so many good things in her wardrobe.

When we came, she was still wearing shabby clothes, clearly not wanting us to know. Such a person is truly too vicious."

Ouyang Hui said indignantly, "That's really true. She kept saying I was her biological sister, but in her heart, she didn't care about me at all. Such a person is truly too hypocritical."

What the two of them didn't know was that these luxury brands were all bought by Qin Chu Chu for Ouyang Lan, and when bought, the tags were directly torn off so that she wouldn't see the prices.

Ouyang Lan had only been diligently making steamed buns for so many years, so how could she recognize these luxury brands, let alone know that they were worth tens of thousands of yuan?

Kang Zhijun rummaged through again and took out an Omega women's watch and a platinum necklace from a drawer.

"It's such a pity. These things are valuable, but they are all for women. I can't use them."

"Don't worry, we have money now. Mom will buy them for you later."

Ouyang Hui said as she put on all the clothes and shoes, and also wore the watch and necklace.

She and Ouyang Hui originally looked somewhat alike, and their figures were also quite similar, so the clothes fit perfectly.

"These clothes are so beautiful to wear. They are indeed big brands," Kang Zhijun exclaimed, "Although Ouyang Lan looks a lot like you, she definitely can't wear them with Mom's temperament."

Ouyang Hui looked in the mirror and said proudly, "Of course, she's just a pauper. How can she compare to Mom?"

Kang Zhijun suddenly had an idea and said, "Mom, you said they are so rich, isn't taking only 700,000 yuan too little for us?"

Ouyang Hui said, "I think so too. This restaurant is worth at least tens of millions, so taking only 700,000 yuan is indeed a loss.

However, that bastard Ye Bufan is annoying. If he knew, we probably wouldn't even be able to take the 700,000 yuan. It's better for us to leave early tomorrow."

A sinister look flashed across Kang Zhijun's face as he said, "Mom, if I kill Ye Bufan and Ouyang Jing, won't this restaurant become ours?"

"Ah? Can that work?"

Although Ouyang Hui was greedy, she had never thought of murder.

Kang Zhijun said, "Why not? Ouyang Lan only has two children, Ouyang Jing and Ye Bufan. As long as we get rid of them, she'll have no choice but to listen to whatever we say."

Ouyang Hui quickly waved her hand and said, "No, no, murder is against the law. If you're caught, you'll lose your head."

Kang Zhijun said, "Mom, don't worry. I know some friends who do underground business. Killing two people is just a piece of cake for them.

We can leave this matter to them. At most, we'll split a million or so with them. We don't have to do anything, just wait to become the boss."

He did know some tomb raiders, and he himself was a tomb raider, otherwise he wouldn't have been stained with so much Evil Qi.

"This…"

Ouyang Hui hesitated.

Kang Zhijun continued, "Mom, what's there to hesitate about? Are you still reluctant to part with Ouyang Lan? She treated you this way, so you don't need to consider any sisterly affection.

This restaurant is worth at least seventy to eighty million. As long as we get it, we won't have to do anything for the rest of our lives. It'll be enough to spend."

"It's not that I care about Ouyang Lan, it's just that this kind of thing is too risky. Is it really okay?"

"Don't worry, leave it to me. There will definitely be no problem."

Thinking that he would soon become a multimillionaire, Kang Zhijun's eyes were filled with excitement.

Just then, with a crash, the bedroom window was kicked open, and four Black-Clothed Men jumped in.

The mother and son, who were dreaming of getting rich, were startled. Zui Jiangnan Grand Restaurant has eight floors, and this was the top floor, so they didn't understand how these people got in.

Ouyang Hui, being a woman, was startled by the scene in front of her and tightly hugged Kang Zhijun's arm.

Kang Zhijun was flustered at first, then calmed down and whispered, "Mom, don't be afraid.

That bastard must have found out about the 700,000 yuan and hired a few people to scare us away. We're not that easy to scare off."

Hearing him say that, Ouyang Hui also felt it was reasonable, and her nervousness lessened a lot.

Kang Zhijun seemed to be gloating over having seen through Ye Bufan's scheme. He took two steps forward, raised his hand, pointed at the female Taoist Nun leading them, and said, "Playing tricks, do you think I'm afraid of you just because you're dressed like this? Let me tell you, I'm not afraid…"

But before he could finish speaking, a cold glint flashed in the Taoist Nun's hand, and a short knife instantly slit Kang Zhijun's throat.

"Hoo…"

Kang Zhijun's eyes flashed with horror before he died. Weren't they here to scare him? How could they just attack?

At the same time, his heart was filled with jealousy and unwillingness. He was about to become a multimillionaire, about to inherit Ouyang Lan's vast family fortune, how could he die like this?

Seeing her son killed, Ouyang Hui was completely scared silly. Before she could even let out a scream, several Black-Clothed Men had already arrived, took out ropes, and tied her up tightly.

She wanted to shout, but as soon as she opened her mouth, a towel was immediately stuffed in, preventing her from making any sound.

The female Taoist Nun leading them said to the Black-Clothed Man next to her, "Take out the photo and compare it to see if it's Ouyang Lan."

The Black-Clothed Man took out a photo, carefully compared it with Ouyang Hui, and then said, "Daoist Master, that's right, it's her. We've been tracking her for several days, and this outfit was also just bought by her!"

Ouyang Hui heard their conversation clearly and also saw that the person in the photo was indeed Ouyang Lan.

She understood that these people were here to capture Ouyang Lan, and as a result, her son suffered an undeserved disaster, and she herself became a scapegoat.

At this moment, she regretted it terribly. If she had known that Ouyang Lan had offended such a sinister enemy, why did she stay in her house? Why did she drive her away? Why did she wear her clothes? Wasn't this just seeking death?

"Woo… woo… woo…"

She desperately cried out, wanting to tell the other party that she was just Ouyang Hui, not Ouyang Lan, but unfortunately, no matter how hard she tried, she could only make muffled sounds.

In Xuanying Taoist Nun's view, Ouyang Hui was simply unwilling after being captured, and she didn't take it seriously at all. She grabbed Ouyang Hui and jumped out of the window, sliding down with the prepared rope.

Although her injuries had not completely healed, carrying one person was still not a problem.

Soon, they took Ouyang Hui into a car and disappeared into the night, leaving only Kang Zhijun in a pool of blood.