For such a courtesan-like young girl, Zhou Huarui couldn't look at it from the bottom of her heart, so when Xiaoice asked her to meet on the phone, she originally refused.

Unexpectedly, the girl said to her, "If Mr. Zhou doesn't come tonight, Ming'er will hang herself at the door of Ranghuarui Construction Company early in the morning", this attitude of forcing Zhou Huarui to die made Zhou Huarui feel funny, but also interested.

She wanted to see what tricks this young girl could play.

In the elegant café, the air conditioning temperature is right, and the scattered flowers everywhere give the whole café a warm and cozy atmosphere, piano music lingers in the ears, and well-dressed men and women sit and whisper everywhere.

Xiaoice, who was dressed in a white dress, looked even paler, she obviously hadn't completely calmed down from the shock of the bloody incident that happened a few hours ago, and there was a little bit of horror in her eyes.

She reached out and held a cup of steaming, fragrant coffee in her hand, as if grasping a warm support, and kept rubbing it in her hand.

"What are you looking for me?" Zhou Huarui couldn't help but ask.

Since she entered the coffee shop and sat opposite Xiaoice for five minutes, Xiaoice only cared about holding the coffee tightly with both hands, and her eyes looked at herself from time to time in confusion, and she didn't say a word for a long time.

Zhou Huarui, as the boss of Huarui Construction Company, manages every day during the day, and finally has no entertainment at night, and wishes to lie at home and rest, and now Xiaoice has a phone call to let her rush over but does not speak, isn't this a waste of time?

Xiaoice's lips twitched slightly, and finally spoke, but his voice was as weak and low as a newborn kitten:

"Mr. Zhou, I want to beg you to let my father go, don't let Lai Haitao bully my father anymore, he is old, if he continues to fight like this, he will die."

Speaking this in his mouth, Xiaoice took out his wallet from the Xiaokun bag he carried, took out a bank card from it and handed it to Zhou Huarui's hand and said:

"There are 500,000 on this bank card, I know you are rich, but for me, this 500,000 is already the maximum amount I can give, as long as you say a word, 500,000 is yours."

Zhou Huarui couldn't help but be happy!

Strange things happen every year, especially Doha this year! The little girl's brain is very flexible, and she can still think of running to Huzhou to send money to herself? A piece of filial piety is rare.

Zhou Huarui's heart was like a mirror, and instructing Lai Haitao to deal with Zhao Wangdao in prison was actually a quid pro quo that she and Chen Dalong had negotiated before.

Chen Dalong promised to help her take care of Lai Haitao, who was serving his sentence in prison, so that he could get the opportunity to reduce his sentence and come out early, and the exchange condition was that Lai Haitao tortured Zhao Wangdao in prison in every way, so that Zhao Wangdao, who had secretly killed Chen Dalong several times, would be punished!

Taking revenge on a person is not so happy and simple as a white knife going in and a red knife coming out, and the means of a smart person to revenge a person will often make the enemy's life worse than death!

There are some words, Zhou Huarui did not need to say to Xiaoice, she persuaded Xiaoice with a little sympathy:

"Xiaoice, you better put this bank card away, your father's person is not authentic, there are many people who have offended before, even if I don't trouble him, there are others who find him trouble, you can't live for your own evil, no matter how much money you give me, it's useless."

After Zhou Huarui said this, he got up and was about to leave, and Xiaoice instinctively reached out to hold the hand she was carrying the bag in a hurry, and pleaded:

"Mr. Zhou, you just think of it as a kindness and accumulation of virtue, my dad is old, and now he is covered in injuries, no matter what he has done before, please have a lot of them, let him go?"

Zhou Huarui stood on the aisle of the café with one foot, and the other foot was still in the original position and did not have time to lift it, so he was pulled by Xiaoice and did not let go, and the pull between the two women quickly attracted the attention of other guests in the café.

Xiaoice's stalking appearance made Zhou Huarui disgusted from the bottom of her heart, and she shook the hand that Xiaoice grabbed her arm and scolded her:

"Let go! If you dare to be a scoundrel, I'm going to call the police!" ”

Suddenly hearing the word "police" from Zhou Huarui's mouth, Xiaoice spread his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and looked at Zhou Huarui with panic in his eyes.

Taking advantage of her stunned efforts, Zhou Huarui walked away with a bag full of disgust, but Xiaoice stood alone in place, staring at her farther and farther back, and the inexplicable panic in her heart spread in an instant.

At this moment, the mobile phone in the bag rang, and the loud ringtone startled Xiaoice, and she instinctively picked up the phone and glanced at the phone number.

The caller ID number is located in Pu'an City, and the mantissa is 110, she threw away the mobile phone in her hand in fright, and didn't even pay for coffee, so she ran out of the café in a panic.

The shouts of the café waiter chasing out to ask for money disappeared like a gust of wind and could not be heard, and Xiaoice was like a crazy deer, running in the urban forest in a panic

She ran until she ran out of strength and couldn't run, only then did she find that she had actually run to a forest on the outskirts of Huzhou City, and when she looked around and there were no people, she finally sat down with confidence.

Behind is a towering tree, leaning on the trunk, making Xiaoice feel more comfortable, I don't know how long it took, she finally calmed down, and had to start thinking about how to go in the future?

In one night, she fell from a well-known TV host in the city to a murderer, and the changes in it are heaven and earth, and I am afraid that she will never return to the live broadcast room that she did not love before in this life.

People often understand what is most precious when they lose.

Xiaoice sat alone under the big tree that day and thought for a long time, highly educated, she knew in her heart what kind of future would await her next, she accidentally killed Hu Wenjie, with Hu Wenjie's family background, I am afraid that she will die after being caught.

She had even guessed that perhaps, Hu Wenjie's family would take advantage of their privileges and let themselves suffer? Just like my father suffered in prison, with his leg broken and tortured without any dignity?

Xiaoice is timid!

The more she thought about it, the more scared she became, the more she thought about it, the more terrifying she felt, she was only in her twenties, she was still at the same age as a flower, she had too much attachment to life, and most importantly, her father was still looking forward to her rescue, but now, she has become a mud bodhisattva crossing the river and it is difficult to protect herself.

It's all fate!

Xiaoice resented in his heart, what is my life up to me? Who will cut down the grass and root out the grass if I commit a crime? What handshake reverses the heavens? What is full of blood?

Sometimes the strength of man is not even as good as that of animals, at least there is a way for animals to bite their companions to death, and the law will not punish them, but people cannot.

She is now praying that it would be great if people could really have the opportunity to be reborn after death as in the TV series, and she only hopes to be a good daughter of her father in the next life.

"I'd rather die than go to prison and suffer that torment," Xiaoice said softly in his mouth, and his eyes looked at the two butterflies flying on the blooming flowers not far away, with a sad smile on his face.

How many days? There were so many things to worry about, and she hadn't smiled in a long time.

Now, finally, it's a hundred!

The day before the May Day holiday, the headline on the B page of Pu'an Daily was "The Female Host of the City TV Station Exploded the Corpse in the Wilderness", and the subtitle of the news was "The Female Host of the Wind and the Stream Deserved the Crime of Losing Love and Killing Someone".

Within a week, the two young lives said goodbye to the world in a cruel way, bringing an auditory feast to more idlers, from government agencies, schools and factories, to the streets and alleys of Pu'an City, in those few days, everyone was spreading the rumors that the beautiful women of the city TV station were harming others and themselves.

When Chen Dalong saw the news of Xiaoice's accident from the newspaper, his heart seemed to be suddenly smashed by a hammer, and the indescribable pain made him can't help but lose his eyes.

A voice in my heart asked, "How can this be?" How could Xiaoice kill someone with good manners? She is such a simple and kind girl, how could she do such a thing? ”

Chen Dalong was extremely distressed and leaned his head on the soft back of the chair, stretched out his hand to gently grind the position of his heart, and his mind couldn't help but remember the scene of his first acquaintance with Xiaoice.

It was at a year-end party, Xiaoice was the hostess of that party, when he saw this girl for the first time, he couldn't help but pay more attention to her, the girl's ice skin was snowy, and a pair of big almond eyes on the goose egg face revealed an indescribable clarity.

At that time, he gave a high score to the pure and beautiful female host in his heart, and everyone has a love for beauty, although Xiaoice can be called a good girl who can make men move from age to experience.

The ghost made the god worse, and the two actually got better, and it was precisely because of this special relationship with Xiaoice that her father Zhao Wangdao misunderstood him in every way, leading to a series of follow-up events that he did not want to mention.

"Injustice", Chen Dalong muttered to himself, raised his palm in pain and patted his forehead hard, everyone has their own lives, wealth is in the sky, things are already like this, what else can he do except be heartbroken?

May, like a small order, came flutteringly.

In May, like a landscape painting, the rhyme is moist and tender.

In the courtyard of May, the crickets took the lead, hiding their bodies at the height of the ancient acacia, and obsessively publishing a season's propaganda to interpret another connotation of life.

May is the day when the grass grows and the warbler flies, and all the sincerity is waiting for a certain focus of life, just like a pipe grass, it will also sharpen the edge of the wind and rain

The May Day holiday was a national holiday, but Liu Guoan, secretary of the Pu'an Municipal Party Committee, was busy the day before the holiday began, because Vice Governor Hu of the provincial government did not leak any news beforehand, and suddenly fell from the sky to Pu'an City.

It was the afternoon of the last day of work before the holiday, and everyone's thoughts had obviously flown out of the office, even in the municipal party committee office building, few people could sit in the office seriously and be busy with official business, all with a face on their faces that they couldn't wait for the festival, wishing that time would go faster and faster, and they could enjoy the holiday freely.