Fake daughters are wealthy

Chapter 1818 Feng Shui takes turns, turning to death!

There are still 10 minutes until the trial begins.

The staff of the detention center brought Jiang Xianrou out.

As soon as Jiang Xianrou appeared, there was a commotion in the jury seats in the stands. When a group of relatives of the Jiang family saw the embarrassed girl standing on the court stand, they almost didn't recognize that it was Jiang Xianrou herself.

"Why is Xianrou so thin?" a relative of Jiang's family asked.

Uncle Biao said in a deep voice: "She has been staying in the detention center. The detention center is such a good place. She must not be able to eat or sleep well."

"Pity."

Someone is lamenting.

More people are feeling emotional.

Feeling that when the family was separated, Erfang's family had a great reputation, who knew that Jiang Xianrou would stand on the trial stage of the court in the blink of an eye.It's really Feng Shui turning around, turning to death!

"Where's Qiao Nian? Isn't she coming?" A relative of Jiang's family saw that the time was almost up, so he stretched his neck to find a group of people, but he didn't see the arrogant figure, so he mustered up the courage to tell others.

This time, all the relatives of the Jiang family have learned to be good. You look at me one by one, and I look at you. No one dares to talk nonsense in the first place.

Even Yuan Qing, who usually likes to put on airs of elders the most, shrank his neck and pretended not to hear.

In the area where the relatives of the Jiang family were sitting, everyone stopped talking, and they became quiet by themselves.

……

at the same time.

On the other side of the jury stand, He Congming was sitting in the first seat of the first row, with several subordinates following him.

It seemed that the He family had the chance to win this time.

He should be the biggest winner.

However, He Congming was restless, like a group of relatives in the Jiang family, paying attention to whether anyone came to the entrance of the court.

Seeing that the trial is about to begin.

He Congming glanced at his wristwatch, pulled down his cuffs, and said very irritably, "He hasn't come yet?"

The burly man beside him immediately bowed his head, and answered him in a low voice: "No, I have been watching, and I didn't see Miss Qiao coming."

"Will Qiao Nian stop coming?" He Congming was a little annoyed.

Brother Biao couldn't answer, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

He Congming frowned again, upset: "If she doesn't come, it will be even harder for us to let her go when Jiang Xianrou is sentenced."

"I don't care about Jiang Xianrou's sentence for a few years now, what the result is."

"I just want to solve the problem of those goods, as well as the forces targeting the He family... Otherwise, if this continues, the He family will not know how it ended!"

"..."

Brother Biao couldn't answer for a while, and fell silent.

He had persuaded his elder brother at that time, saying that they should go to Jiang Xianrou for the matter Jiang Xianrou provoked, and not to implicate Jiang Lao.Everything stays on the line.

The eldest brother refused to listen to him, and stubbornly believed that the Jiang family was incapable of fighting them, nor did they have the courage.

Who the hell knew that Qiao Nian's background was so strong that the He family would be killed by her in no time!And they are still unwilling to reconcile with them... There is no way to solve this matter!

The time passed by every minute and every second, and in a blink of an eye there were still 5 minutes before the trial would begin.

The judge and jury judges are all present and making preparations for the trial.

He Congming couldn't sit still anymore, stood up, looked back at the entrance of the court, and was anxious, when he suddenly saw a tall and thin figure walking in...

"Qiao Nian." He Congming breathed a sigh of relief, unable to suppress his excitement, he lowered his voice and said to Brother Biao.

Brother Biao quickly turned around and looked in the direction he was looking.

Sure enough, I saw an arrogant girl in black with a peaked cap on her head, with her hands in her pockets, coming in from the entrance.