Chapter 807 The Mistress Is Here!

Madam Helan couldn't stand the fact that she was being questioned as if she were a fraudster. She yelled, "I've said it all. He is real, real, real... Why don't you believe it? You've seen the photos of Yue Pengcheng. The two are exactly the same, without any difference. How could there be such a level of imagination in this world? Even twin brothers can't do it. Can you police officers use your brains when handling cases?"

The policeman who was recording was not angry. He said, "The world is so big, what's so strange? Yue Pengcheng's death certificate has all the information and certification. You can refuse to admit it today, but after we find out everything, it will be useless even if you want to say it again."

Madam Helan was so angry that she vomited blood.

The police left, and she lay there alone, feeling a dull pain in her chest.

Helan Mingde was not there, and Helan Fangnian was not there either. She didn't know what her daughter looked like now.

Madam Helan's heart was in a mess.

Someone came in, and Mrs. Helan thought it was the police, so she said, "I've said it all, I don't know, what do you want to ask? Do you have to torture me into confessing?"

After a while, a timid voice sounded at the door: "Sister Zhang, sorry to bother you..."

Mrs. Helan turned her head when she heard the voice, and saw a woman in her 30s standing at the door. She looked pretty and younger than her actual age. She was not particularly good-looking, but she was very attractive, comfortable, and had a nice voice.

She looked like a person who didn't seem to have any aggression, and her voice and appearance were very peaceful.

But, seeing this person, Mrs. Helan instantly turned into a fighting cock: "Who asked you to come? Get out, get out...bitch, vixen...you come to show off here, you wish, get out now..."

Mrs. Helan naturally knew this person, because this was Li Jingyi, the mistress that Helan Mingde kept outside.

This was another thorn in Mrs. Helan's heart, and he had always wanted to pull it out, but he couldn't.

Back then, she knew Helan Mingde had cheated and investigated, but... in order to maintain her image in Helan Mingde's heart and to consolidate her position, she endured and did not move. She felt that the mistress outside was a mistress after all, and she would never be able to wait for the elegant hall. Besides, if she made a fuss, wouldn't everyone know about it? How could she maintain the image of deep affection between herself and Helan Mingde in front of the outside world?

So she endured Li Jingyi Helan Madam.

This endurance has lasted until she is in trouble now.

Li Jingyi smiled gently. She came in with a thermos bucket. She seemed to have not heard the hostility towards Madam Helan and her many rolling sounds.

Li Jingyi smiled and said, "I'm here to send some chicken soup to Sister Zhang. I just cooked it at home and simmered it on low heat all day. Sister, you try it."

Li Jingyi poured out a bowl of chicken soup. The black chicken soup was boiled clear with the broth. The floating oil on it was carefully skimmed off. The fragrance was especially appetizing.

She picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful, blew it carefully several times and handed it to Madam Helan: "Sister, try this chicken soup. Mingde has always liked it. I can't do anything else, but I can make some soup. Every time Mingde comes to my place, his favorite thing is to drink a bowl of chicken soup I make. I believe sister will like it too."

I was in a meeting all day today, and I was dizzy from listening to it. I rushed out these four first, and I will continue to write the remaining two, and try to finish them before 1:30!