Xu Qingqing was stunned by what Yan Ling said.

These things are so clear?

Her eyes dodged with some panic.

wanted to say something, but Yan Ling took the lead, and clearly didn't plan to give her a chance.

"Oh, I'm sorry for me, I forgot, this plan of yours has failed.

After all, I'm not you, and no one will help me clean up the mess. ”

The ridiculous words carried a bit of warning.

Xu Qingqing's face turned pale, she wanted to try to justify, but every time, Yan Ling was always the first to speak, suppressing all the words she wanted to say.

forced her to say a word.

If she has said anything, what else can she say?

partial, Yan Ling didn't intend to let Xu Qingqing go at all.

Before leaving, as if he remembered something, he deliberately paused and glanced back at Xu Qingqing.

Very kindly reminded, "Remember to go back and discuss with your eldest uncle, you buy the evidence of the murder in my hands, and see if he can save your life." ”

The indifferent words without a trace of emotion frightened Xu Qingqing to stand in place as if dumbfounded.

She looked at the girl standing in the doorway.

The beautiful eyes are shining brightly, with just the right amount of flamboyant confidence.

and the noble aura that exudes all over her body, these are all things she once desperately wanted to have.

But at this moment, all of these are embodied in the spirit of words.

Her mind seemed to be stimulated, her consciousness was messy and blurred, and her ears were buzzing.

In the end, she watched Yan Ling's figure disappear from her sight.

Reason suddenly came back to his senses.

What did Yan Ling just say?

She buys homicide evidence?

No!

How could the spirit of words know!

Xu Qingqing's face changed very well, as if she suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter, and she stumbled out of the dessert shop.

The sweets packed in my hand were messily thrown on the ground.

It looks like it's particularly embarrassing.

The guests of the dessert shop, after watching a good show, made up for a wealthy grudge in their brains.

and homicides of wealthy families.

They added oil and vinegar to the Internet to explain the process again.

By the way, there are a few pictures.

It seems that it is getting closer and closer to the truth.

There are many people who are curious about this incident, and when they see a new melon, they can't wait to show up and eat melons.

Happy to eat melons, the masses are overjoyed.

And Xu Qingqing didn't know anything about all this.

The words of the spirit always lingered in my mind.

Evidence evidence.

She buys evidence of homicide.

If it is really in the hands of Yan Ling, she will not die, and she will have to shed her skin.

Obviously, she is very cautious in these things.

There is simply no evidence in the hands of the Spirit.

But Yan Ling's sworn appearance made her feel extremely weak.

She was not in a good mental state, and at a turn, she accidentally had an accident.

The two cars collided, and the sound resounded through the world.

Before she fell unconscious, she smelled blood in a trance.

Then, unconscious.

——

Xu Qingqing woke up again.

It's already the next day.

Father Xu's whole person looked like he was getting old.

He sat in front of the hospital bed, and the moment he saw Xu Qingqing's eyes, he finally burst into tears and laughed.

Shouting out for the doctor to check the body.

Immediately, it was a greeting to Xu Qingqing.

"Qingqing, how are you?"

"Qingqing, where do you hurt?"

"Is there anything uncomfortable, you have to say!"

"Green ......"

He asked for a long time, but Xu Qingqing never said a word, his pale cheeks, his eyes were red, and tears were rolling back and forth.

Father Xu's name is distressed.