At eleven o'clock in the evening, Mu Liang took a shower and was about to go to bed, but unexpectedly received a call from the police station. She changed her clothes and hurried over, and saw her brother with a red and swollen nose.

"Mu Yi—"

Mu Liang was furious, regardless of being at the police station, he grabbed his ear and scolded: "You are looking for death!" ”

His ears hurt from being pulled, and Mu Yi grinned and begged for mercy: "Sister, it hurts!" ”

"Do you still know that it hurts?" Mu Liang glared at him, and after being shocked, his stomach was full of anger.

The policeman knocked on the table impatiently and said, "This is the police station, I want to educate and go home to educate." ”

Mu Liang had no choice but to let go of his hand, and his face was extremely pale.

The police told the story before and after, and the more Mu Liang listened, the more frowning he became. According to Mu Yi, there should have been three people, but the police only caught one person when they received a report, and the other two were nowhere to be found.

The cause of the fight, Mu Yi explained clearly, but the other party was an old fritter, and he only admitted to doing it, but did not mention the drama of molesting women. Both sides disagreed, but there was no evidence, and the woman could not be found, and the police could not do anything about the man.

Everything needs evidence, and the other party grasps this point and denies it. However, those gangsters often go in and out of the police station, and the police know what to expect.

There is no qualitative treatment of Mu Yi, only saying that he can leave after being detained for one night. Locked him up for safety reasons, after all, those perennial bastards have black hands and hard hearts.

Hearing such an analysis, Mu Liang had nothing to say, and saw Mu Yi being taken away. She had to go home first and pick up someone the next morning.

Late at night, a bright yellow Porsche sports car parked in front of a luxury villa.

The man in the car turned off the car, looked at the woman next to him with gentle eyebrows, and smiled with a handsome face.

Song Qinghua unbuckled his seat belt and asked him, "Do you like this car?" ”

"I like it." The young man had deep features, and when he laughed, his cheeks were dimpleed. There is nothing that a man does not like a car, just as a woman cannot resist jewelry.

"If you like it, it's fine." Song Qinghua lightly hooked his lips, and when he leaned over, he pressed his shoulder, "Let's break up!" ”

The young man froze, then looked incredulous. Haven't they gotten along very happily in the past three months? For what is the reason why he proposed to break up without warning, is it really as the outside world said, before Song Qinghua gets rid of her boyfriend, she will give the other party a car!

"For what?" The man asked, unwilling, unwilling.

Song Qinghua shrugged, without a trace of emotion in his eyes, "I didn't bother for anything, I just played like this." ”

She opened the car door and was choked by the man's wrist, "Sister Qing, I really like you." ”

Like?

Song Qinghua smiled, she likes her money. She withdrew her hand and turned to leave.

There were cicadas in the garden from time to time, and Song Qinghua stood in the courtyard to sober up, and in a trance it seemed that he was back to that summer night. She opened her eyes in surprise, but there was nothing in front of her.

"Miss, you're back." Aunt Yan came out with strong tea and saw that she was full of alcohol.

"Where's Aiyu?"

"I've slept."

Song Qinghua took a sip of tea and walked upstairs. Pushing open the bedroom door, between the pink mattress, the girl with long hair dyed with ink has already entered the dream.

Sitting lightly on the edge of the bed, Song Qinghua stroked her cheek with her palm, and her frowning brows loosened little by little. The longer the child grows, the more similar he becomes, with similar eyebrows and eyes, and more similar expressions.

That's good enough for her to talk about comfort.

When she got up early in the morning, Song Aiyu didn't sleep well. She had nightmares all night, and she still had palpitations when she thought of the men and men she had last night. After washing, changing into beautiful clothes and going downstairs, she was in a better mood.

"Mom, morning."

Song Aiyu leaned over and kissed her mother on the face, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Didn't sleep well?" Song Qinghua saw that her face was blue and asked with concern.

Song Aiyu didn't dare to mention last night's incident, she made up a reason to prevaricate in the past.

"Isn't there too much endorsement activity lately?" Song Qinghua handed her the milk, his eyes distressed.

Song Aiyu held the cup to drink milk, pursed her lips and shook her head, "It's not much, I want to help my mother share more." ”

"That's good." Song Qinghua patted her daughter's face and gave her the check that had been filled out a long time ago, "This month's pocket money." ”

"Xie Lu, thank you, mother."

The servants were cleaning in the courtyard, Song Qinghua took a sip of coffee, remembered what to tell her, and said, "Grandpa is going back to China next month, you have to behave well and surprise him, do you know what to do?" ”

"Zhilu Dao!" Song Aiyu pursed her mouth and was coquettish.

Song Qinghua is usually very transparent and alone, but it happens to be his daughter and has no principles.

……

As soon as it was dawn, Fu Jinchen changed his clothes and left the mansion. Fu Dongting was about to get angry again, and You Chuxiu tried his best to suppress his temper.

Qian Xiang pushed the door in, pulled out a chair and sat opposite Fu Jinchen.

"Did you find out?" Fu Jinchen looked in the mirror and saw that the redness and swelling on his forehead had subsided, and he thought that the ointment had really worked.

Qian Xiang directly reached out and picked up breakfast to eat, "Not yet." ”

"Get out!"

Fu Jinchen frowned and scolded: "No, you still dare to dangle in front of my eyes? ”

"Oh, listen to me!"

"The photos were sent by email, and the other party was anonymous and difficult to check." Qian Xiang raised his eyebrows, "Fourth brother, your brother-in-law caused trouble last night." ”

"Put!" Fu Jinchen lost patience.

Qian Xiang knew his temper and focused on it, "He provoked Wei Laoer." ”

Fu Jinchen's dark eyes flashed, and he asked, "Is it a big deal?" ”

"It's not big, it's not small!"

Qian Xiang's upper body approached the swivel chair and said, "Wei Lao Er injured two people over there, your brother-in-law, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and it is not easy to start." ”

"Fourth brother, shall we come forward?" Qian Xiang is not sure, those people have backgrounds.

Fu Jinchen put his legs on the desk, and crossed his fingers against the tip of his nose. His deep eyes were dark, and there was no joy or anger to be seen.

After making breakfast, Mu Liang didn't eat it, she had to go to the police station to bring Mu Yi back first. Packed up and went downstairs, there was a black Land Rover parked in front of the building, and the man leaning in front of the car had a bright smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Early." Fu Jinchen took the initiative to greet him with a gentle attitude. Mu Liang lowered his head and walked around his car.

"Do you want me to take you to the police station?"

Mu Liang was stunned for a moment, and looked at him vigilantly, "Fu Jinchen, what do you want?" ”

Gentlemanly opened the car door, and the man showed sincerity, "I want to help you." ”

"No!" Mu Liang refused very simply.

"Really?"

Mu Liang's face was calm, and his eyes were firm.

"There is a saying in Zhilu Dao, don't you cry if you don't see the coffin?" The man's deep dark eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was dazzling.

Fu Jinchen stepped gracefully, slowly walked in front of Mu Liang, and said with a smile: "I'm waiting for you to tell me, what is it like." ”

The eyes under his eyes were dark and dangerous, and Mu Liang's heart trembled slightly, but he refused to give in.