Xiang Xiaoyuan looked at Luo Jinnan and sighed:

"You're right, we don't have any evidence, and we can't prove that you have anything to do with it. Since you've said so, let's go first. Don't worry, we just think that Wu Sinong is too pitiful, and we will convey your humanitarian concern, and we hope that this matter will be over. Indeed, we are doing what you want. ”

After that, she pulled Zhong Yuanhe and said happily, "We should go." ”

I wanted to say something, but I still obeyed Xiaoyuan.

"By the way, Mr. Luo, I forgot to tell you. Xiao Yuan turned his head and smiled: "Actually, you don't have to worry, even if Wu Sinong is lying on the hospital bed, his greatest wish is not to take revenge on you, but to say that he hopes that she is a victim of Zuihou." This incident is a lesson for her, you are at large, and we have nothing to do. But I still believe that the righteousness of heaven is clear, and the retribution is not happy! ”

When the three girls left the building, Zhong Yuan and Leyi were still angry.

"Xiaoyuan, what's wrong with you? Didn't we say haode? Why are you talking nonsense?"

Xiang Xiaoyuan smiled: "Jihua has changed, he is more shameless than I imagined." I want a way to do it, I want everything to end here with Wu Sinong, and I want him to never hurt people again!"

She coughed and reached for the USB stick.

"Xiaoyuan, what do you want to do?" Zhong Yuan was worried: "Your current body, we don't worry. ”

Xiao Yuan shook his head: "I'm fine, I'm not going back today, wait for my news!"

With that, he raised his hand and stopped a taxi.

Watching the taxi go away, Zhong Yuanhe couldn't help but feel nervous, not knowing what she was going to do.

****

Xiang Xiaoyuan suppressed his cough, dialed the phone, and then said in a sweet voice: "Brother Ni Kun, are you free? I invite you to dinner today, I have a gift for you......"

****

Ni Kun looked at Xiang Xiaoyuan in front of him, and there was a warm smile in his eyes.

"Why did you remember to invite me to dinner?"

Xiaoyuan hehe, "Every time you invite me, why should it be my turn to invite you?"

Let's talk about it, serve tea for Ni Kun.

This is a small Shaanxi restaurant hidden in a remote street.

The store is very small, the decoration is antique, very much like the old tea shop inn, all the dishes are written on the wall with wooden boards, very antique taste.

"I've read what Mr. Wang Zengqi wrote, and what he wrote about Old Xi'an is very tasteful, the traditional bacon and pork buns are topped with noodles, and a pot of yellow cinnamon thick wine!" Xiao Yuan smiled mischievously.

Ni Kun also said happily: "Okay!

Although Ni Kun is accustomed to eating exquisite dishes in the south of the Yangtze River, the food in the northwest also has a different flavor.

They laughed and chatted, and the pot of yellow cinnamon thick wine made Ni Kun drink it.

It's just because Xiaoyuan said: "I'm going to drink, we can't go back today!"

The two of them coincidentally hahadaxiao, and they felt that this restaurant was very interesting.

Xiao Yuan ate, then reached out and handed a small box to Ni Kun.

Ni Kun was stunned: "What is this?"

Xiao Yuan smiled: "A gift for you!"

Ni Kun opened it curiously, and it turned out to be a USB flash drive.

Xiao Yuan smiled slyly: "You will have a surprise! Go back and see again!"

Then urged Ni Kun to put it away, and the two talked about the customs of Shaanxi.

Xiaoyuan has always wanted to see the Terracotta Warriors and Horses, and has always wanted to see the Hanyang Mausoleum, and has always had reverence and yearning for that kind of place full of history.

The two sat for a long time until the street lights were on, and then they parted.

Looking at Ni Kun's car in the distance, Xiang Xiaoyuan's mouth provoked a subtle sneer.

She knew Ni Kun's reaction after opening the USB flash drive.

At the beginning, she really wanted to let Luo Jinnan go, as long as his conscience was not extinguished, as long as he could repent, but now these are completely unnecessary.

In the matter of Wu Sinong, Wu Sinong himself is at fault, and even has some taste of self-inflicted blame, but this does not mean that the surname Luo can be poisoned.

She knew that the company surnamed Luo belonged to Fu Xianlong, and the reason why she didn't go directly to Fu Xianlong was because Ni Kun was the largest shareholder of the company, that is, the real boss behind the scenes.

The company's situation can be found on the Internet, but the boss behind this scene is Ni Kun, but Tang Yuan told her.

That day, Tang Yuan found Xiang Xiaoyuan and told her about these situations, and he knew that Xiaoyuan knew those two people. What he meant was that he didn't want these girls to be in danger, but could turn to Fu Xianlong or Ni Kun to solve the matter.

It's just that he could never imagine how Xiang Xiaoyuan would solve it.

Xiang Xiaoyuan knew very well that this kind of romantic account would not have much weight in the circle of these people.

So she directly increased her chips, and it is estimated that the surname Luo will never be able to turn over this time......

****

When he returned to the villa, Cheng Hao was not at home.

Xiao Yuan let out a sigh of relief.

In fact, when she was eating with Ni Kun, she was simply forced to smile, her head was very heavy, but she didn't want to cough, she only felt panicked in her chest.

She should have asked for leave and returned to the suburbs, after all, she had not yet completed a course of treatment.

But she really felt that she couldn't sit in the car for so long, so she wanted to come back and rest for the night, and then make plans tomorrow.

When he opened his eyes, Xiang Xiaoyuan suddenly found Cheng Hao sitting on the edge of the bed frowning.

She screamed in fright, only to remember that she might have forgotten to lock the door when she slept yesterday.

"Oh my God, you're scared to death! Why are you in my room?"

Xiao Yuan felt that his body was even more uncomfortable after sleeping, every bone was painful, and his breathing was hot.

"What time are you looking?"

Xiao Yuan raised his wrist and patted his head.

It was half past eleven in the morning, she got up, gritted her teeth and said, "I'm sorry, I'm going to cook." ”

Cheng Hao looked at her back stumbling when she walked, and his heart suddenly felt like hot oil.

He came back late yesterday and he saw her shoes and knew she was.

But she didn't get up in the morning to make breakfast, and she didn't move all the time, which was very abnormal.

He came upstairs and found her door unlocked, which was even more unusual.

Pushing open the door, the first thing I saw was her red little face and frowning brows.

He sat on the edge of her bed, reaching out and touching her face, which was hot and hot.

But she still fell asleep and didn't know anything.

Cheng Hao grabbed Xiao Yuan's hand, looked at it full of pinholes, and it was still swollen, and couldn't help but say urgently: "What's the matter?"

Xiao Yuan hurriedly withdrew his hand and smiled awkwardly: "It's okay, I've had a little cold these days, I think I'd better ask for leave today!"

I just want to leave.

Cheng Hao grabbed the down jacket and wrapped Xiaoyuan in it, and then picked her up horizontally.

Xiao Yuan suddenly panicked, and struggled: "You let me down, I can go by myself!"

What is this called? She hadn't washed, she was unkempt, and she hadn't changed her pajamas.

Cheng Hao ignored her, stuffed her into the car, and drove to the hospital.