"Death to a slut!"

Fang Xianping gritted his teeth hatefully, his eyes were about to split, and he grabbed her neck fiercely.

Yang Qinglime seized the opportunity to bite his arm fiercely, he retracted his hand back, Yang Qinglime pushed him hard, but he didn't expect Fang Xianping to be unstable on his feet, and rolled down directly.

Seeing him like a leather ball, rolling directly to the bottom of the building, Yang Qinglime was so frightened that she gasped for breath, covered her mouth and nose, and stared at all this in disbelief, this is a tragic happening!

quickly ran downstairs and looked at him lying in a pool of blood, a large amount of blood was already flowing from the back of his head, and it seemed that even if Hua Tuo was alive, it would be impossible to save him.

Thinking of this, his brain was blank, everything in front of him was cloudy, Yang Qingming took a few deep breaths, and hurriedly left the scene, and on the third day of the incident, Fang Xianping's body was found.

Qiao Lu saw a woman in a fiery red coat walk in in the office, wearing huge sunglasses on her face and looking very exaggerated, and her figure was on the middle side without feminine charm.

When this woman took off her sunglasses, she was surprised to find that it was Yue Xiaomei, Fang Xianping had come to look for her before, then Yang Qinglime, and now Yue Xiaomei, I had to sigh that the relationship between the three of them was really complicated.

"Hello Mrs. Fang." Qiao Lu gave Song Rui a look, Song Rui cleverly poured two cups of tea and put them on the table, Yue Xiaomei's mood was obviously very low, and after taking off his sunglasses, he saw his eyes, as if they were swollen from crying.

"Mrs. Fang, what's wrong with you? Could it be that I haven't had a good rest these days? Qiao Lu looked at her in a slightly surprised state, looking tired, obviously not resting well.

"My husband left." Yue Xiaomei said this sentence without pain, Song Rui and Qiao Lu looked at each other, not knowing what mystery was hidden in her words.

"I don't quite understand what you mean by that, Mrs. Fang?"

Qiao Lu's lips closed one by one, looking at her with a little doubt, wanting to take a deep breath, and the vicissitudes of exhaustion on her face were also revealed, "My husband is dead, haven't you seen the news?" ”

Although Yue Xiaomei had tried her best to ask those media reporters not to expose Fang Xianping's death in the corridor, there were still some extremely fanatical interest elements who shook out the news.

She was very sad and angry, she didn't eat or drink for the past two days, she hid in the house and cried, no one had seen her, hearing this, Qiao Lu suddenly realized, looked at Song Rui on the side and said in a low voice: "When is this happening, you don't tell me in advance." ”

Song Rui spread his hands, and said that he had just learned about this matter, and hurriedly calmed Yue Xiaomei's emotions at the moment, "Mrs. Fang, we really haven't paid attention to this matter, but what are you coming to the office for this time?" ”

Wanting to lure Yue Xiaomei to finish speaking, it was really anxious to hang people's appetite like this, Yue Xiaomei suddenly sighed, "Actually, in addition to asking Lawyer Qiao to help me draw up a property notarization, I also want the murderer to get the punishment he deserves." ”

Hearing the words murderer, Song Rui and Qiao Lu's expressions were the same, and their pupils dilated, and they were both curious about who this so-called murderer was. Yoyo Book League

"I take the liberty of asking you, since the murderer has been found, did you report it to the police before?" Qiao Lu put his hands on the table and asked with a serious face.

The corners of Yue Xiaomei's mouth suddenly twitched and said: "I have called the police, but the procedure of the lawsuit, I have to trouble Lawyer Qiao, you were my husband's lawyer before, so I also choose to cooperate with you this time."

And the person who killed my husband was none other than that junior, Yang Qinglime. Hearing the three words Yang Qinglime, Song Rui's expression became even more weird, and a burst of indescribable complex emotions welled up in his heart, as if he had two words of surprise on his face.

It's no wonder that Yang Qinglime seems to have evaporated from the world during this time, and she can't find her information anywhere, and her blog and private pages have been emptied.

At that time, Song Rui felt that something big was about to happen, but he didn't expect to kill Fang Xianping in person, Song Rui hurriedly asked some details, and Yue Xiaomei didn't know, after all, there were only two people in the corridor that day, she and Fang Xianping.

What happened specifically, only Yang Qingmei knew, although Yang Qinglime had been controlled by the police for a short time, but because the police did not have conclusive evidence, he was actually released on bail by his son Fang Hai, and Yue Xiaomei was even more angry that he was sent to the hospital with high blood pressure at night.

"Mrs. Fang. Are you sure that Yang Lime did this? "Qiao Lu doesn't want to shield anyone, but he just doesn't want this case to have many unsolved doubts.

If the first idea puts this sin on Yang Qinglime, it is really unfair to her. Yue Xiaomei's emotions suddenly became excited, and she glared at the two of them angrily.

"You've been deceived by that pheasant, aren't you? Could it be that a beautiful woman is right to say anything, and if she sheds two tears in front of you, you will soften her, right? "Yue Xiaomei hates such a woman the most!

With her own weakness, she can bewitch a man's heart, and a strong woman like her is simply not cared for.

Maybe she has the seeds of being unwilling to be left behind in her heart, so when she sees a beautiful and beautiful woman like Yang Qinglime, she can't help but feel jealous.

But Yue Xiaomei's jealousy was red fruit again, and Qiao Lu and Song Rui looked at each other, and after listening to all this explained by Yue Xiaomei, they sorted out the relevant materials and asked several colleagues to send Yue Xiaomei away.

Qiao Lu felt comfortable and collapsed on the chair, "It's over, I'm going to attend Xiyu's parent-teacher conference this afternoon, it's good now, Yue Xiaomei has come to the door again, my baby Xiyu must hate me." ”

"Then boss, what are you still doing here, of course, it is more important to participate in the little boy's parent-teacher meeting." Song Rui knew that the little boy was not in a good mood these days, and urged Qiao Lu to hurry up and rush to school after packing up these materials.

Qiao Lu glanced at his watch, the journey was only ten minutes, and it was the rush hour, so he didn't know if he could pass it smoothly, "Boss, if you rub it any longer, the parent-teacher conference will be over, go quickly." Song Rui was a good assist by her side, Qiao Lu nodded, quickly took the bag, and let Song Rui handle the rest alone.

She rushed to the school gate at a high speed, but she didn't expect that the parent-teacher meeting had already started, and she didn't see Xu Jingshen's shadow, but saw Tian Xuanning.

I thought I had calculated the time, but I didn't expect it to be delayed, so I stood at the door for more than 20 minutes, like a child who had made a mistake, muttering something in his mouth.