Chapter 365: Am I Not at Your House?

I looked at him with some confusion, "What day is today?" Winter solstice? ā€

He gave me a high-profile look, "It's all this time, you still don't care, it seems that you didn't take Yang San's fucking death seriously at all, today is her first seven, and it has been seven days since she committed suicide!" ā€

"Time flies!" Seven days have passed in the blink of an eye, and I thought that time had passed too much, but now it seems that it is actually quite fast.

His face, which was originally red from cold, turned blue in an instant, "Xia Linglong, please be serious, I came here to remind you, but you are so ......"

"Okay, okay, I know what you're going to say! It's not that I don't pay attention, but I've learned to be calm. Then she's dead, and what should have happened is bound to happen, right? So what do you think I can do? I have no choice but to wait and see! ā€

"Xia Linglong, look at your attitude! Your attitude is completely indifferent, you don't take what I said seriously at all, I deliberately ran up and down to save my brother for you, I was so anxious to help you, but your attitude was so ......"

Forehead!

What did he just say? "Xue Dingxiang, what did you just say? Are you saying you saved your brother for me? ā€

Isn't this a bit far-fetched and a bit ridiculous? Isn't it his duty to save his brother?! Why did he save his brother in the end and still ask for credit from me? That doesn't seem to make sense, does it?

He didn't think it was inappropriate, and he felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said. "If I don't save my brother, you'll die tonight. If you don't believe it, then wait for death! ā€

That can't be said that he saved his brother for me, the implication of this is that he wouldn't have saved his brother without me?

Forget it, looking at his angry look, I don't think it will do me any good to discuss this topic with him, maybe it will be troublesome to take me back to the police station to talk about life if he is unhappy for a while.

"Okay, it's all for me, I'm very touched that you got your brother out of the police station in order to save me. You're really my 10,000-year-old buddy! ā€

"You ......" He was so angry with me that he snorted coldly and was very annoyed, "It doesn't matter if you don't take my words seriously, Xia Linglong, you wait and regret it, you, the little ghost she raised is not an ordinary little ghost, she turned around and chopped you up." ā€

After saying that, he was about to leave, and I grabbed him in time, "What are you doing so angry?" You've just come and left, huh? It's so cold outside, aren't you afraid to freeze yourself? It's not a big deal, what are you doing with such a big fire? Let's warm up first, if there is anything that needs to be discussed, right? ā€

He stared at the hand I grabbed him, and then slapped it away in disgust, "Just talk, don't move your hands and feet, I'm not free, you will lose money if you pull and pull in the future." ā€

"I didn't tear you up, I actually asked me for money, you are insane!" I touched his slapping hand and couldn't help but complain angrily.

"If it breaks, it's not just about losing money. My brother has just been released on bail by me, he is not taking drugs, this can be investigated, but the issue of prostitution is a bit complicated, I guess it is not clear. He is resting at home now, and he will come over to check on your situation at night, and he needs to take care of the affairs of the family and the company, so he has no way to protect you all the time, so you should be careful! ā€

I glanced at him and couldn't help but speak, "Do you think your brother doesn't have ......?"

"Nope!" Without thinking, he almost blurted out, "It doesn't matter what the rumors outside, the important thing is that I believe in my brother, he is honest and selfless, he is a good person who is rare to see in a hundred years, and it is impossible for him to do those things." ā€

The tone was very firm, and he believed in his brother very much.

But to be honest, it's not just him who doesn't believe it, I don't believe it from beginning to end. Xue Shuxiang's matter must have been figured out because of me, I must find out when I find time, and then apologize to him or something.

I have read all the information on the Internet in the past few days, and I have said that the wall is falling down and everyone is pushing it, and this sentence is not false at all. After Xue Shuxiang's accident, many red fans directly turned into black fans, and the attacks and discussions on the Internet about him were very big, and his current star journey has been seriously affected.

I guess it's unlikely that he might want to continue to be a star, and his company might be troublesome to run. Everything is like this because of me, all his grievances are for me, and I am not close to him but I hurt him like this, and my heart is naturally not at peace.

Xue Dingxiang pulled the zipper of his clothes, glanced at his mobile phone and said that he was going to leave immediately, he has been busy with his recent tasks and has no time to stay here anymore, so I must be careful tonight.

I said yes, and I agreed.

After he left, I was in no mood to continue going out, so I had to stay at home.

I really didn't take Yang San's death seriously, but after dark, I was really a little worried.

Yang San's mother killed herself in the detention center, and the tools were her own clothes, which were torn into strips of cloth and hung on the iron gate to hang herself alive.

This is not the most terrible, the most terrible thing is that she actually used her own blood to write my name on the wall, and this wall is still opposite her, Xue Dingxiang said, she is still staring at the blood name on the wall when she is dead.

I don't know what the hanged ghost looks like, but it must be very ugly when you think about it.

I looked at the time, it was already past nine o'clock, He Pingqing had a dinner, and he hadn't come back yet. And He Qingmin is still in the hospital, and it is estimated that it will be time to be discharged in the next two days.

The nanny has already slept, she goes to bed very early every day, and at this point she is probably already dreaming.

It's nine o'clock, Xue Shuxiang hasn't come yet, shouldn't he come?

I pinched my phone, thinking about calling him, but the phone suddenly hung up automatically as soon as it was dialed out, and I called another one, and I was actually hung up again.

This happened several times in a row, and I had to compromise and turn off my phone and call on my landline.

After the call was dialed, I was lucky to get through.

"Xue Shuxiang, I'm really sorry to bother you so late. I—I just want to ask, can you come to my house tonight? ā€

"Am I not already at your house?" A woman's voice came from the microphone.