With a wave of her hand, Wang Qian stabbed the steel needle directly into the spine behind Tang Rou's back, like a steel nail into the wood.

"Ah" Tang Rou almost bit her lips in pain, and her head tilted back slightly.

But with such a tilt, the steel needle of the spine went a little deeper.

The pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow spread throughout the body, and it felt like I was crucified.

It hurt so much that she wanted to scream, she wanted to kick, but her body was tied so strong that she couldn't do anything but snort.

"Ah" Tang Rou's painful voice filled the air throughout the cell, and cold sweat trickled down her wheat-colored skin.

It hurt so much that his long nails pierced his palms and his lips were bitten bloodily.

Finally, my eyes went black and I fainted.

In the VIP lounge of the banquet hall, Xiao Weiran suddenly cried out with a "wow".

And the more he cried, the louder he became, and while crying, he clenched his little hands into fists and hammered the ground hard, and his little body lay on the ground.

I cried a lot, and finally I cried so much that I couldn't breathe.

The two nannies hurriedly surrounded her and coaxed her, but no matter how they coaxed, Xiao Weiran still cried desperately.

Tears and snot sluggled his face, and that little appearance looked so pitiful.

Mr. President, who was standing by the window and contemplating his thoughts, turned around in surprise and walked over to his daughter.

First take a towel and wipe her daughter's little face very gently.

He kissed her distressedly.

Since Tang Rou died, Xiao Weiran is the treasure he loves in the palm of his hand, and he will never let her suffer the slightest grievance.

"Why are you crying like this?"

He glanced at the two nannies next to him, and his tone was rare and sharp.

"Mr. President, we don't know."

The babysitter hung her head in fright, and one of them had the audacity to guess.

"When your subordinates reported that they were going to interrogate the prisoners, the little princess began to be unhappy. Isn't it, did his words scare the little princess? ”

Qi Zheng frowned.

"Nonsense, how can a child like her understand what interrogation is?"

Just now, his subordinates reported that Vivian was taken away by Wang Qian for interrogation, and asked him if he wanted to go and see it.

Qi Zheng's heart was suddenly very entangled.

Wang Qian and several bodyguards have evidence in their hands that Vivien is the killer of a killer organization in Bobia.

The Bobian envoy himself did not know, and when he heard the news, he fainted.

His first instinct at the time was that he didn't believe that Vivien would harm him.

However, as president, Qi Zheng also understands that in his position, he cannot make any decision based on his own intuition and preferences.

So he had already walked to the door of the interrogation room.

The interrogation room was soundproofed, and he couldn't hear a single sound from inside when he stood in the doorway.

Just as he was about to push the door in, Qi Zheng finally triumphed over emotion.

Overcoming the subtle feeling of Vivien in his heart.

He turned around and left, and instructed his subordinates that everything was up to Wang Qian.

As a result, as soon as she returned to the lounge, the little princess cried profusely.

"Mr. President."

Xiao Bao, who was playing with a small monitor in his hand, walked out of the lounge.

Hand over the monitor to Qi Zheng.

"Look at the woman named Vivien, she doesn't look like a bad person."

Qi Zheng's hand trembled a little, and he directly turned on the monitor.

(Education 123 Literature Network)