Chapter 125: Domestic Violence
Jiang Yu asked again, "Are you convenient?" ”
"Convenient."
"Yes."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xingyi said to his assistant, "Help me book a ticket to return to the capital at noon tomorrow." ”
Xiao Fan was stunned, "Brother Xingyi, don't you still have to rehearse tomorrow morning?" ”
Jiang Xingyi said lazily, "Yes, so I'll leave at noon." ”
Xiao Fan: "If you let Angkor know, he won't let you go." ”
"Then you don't let him know, don't you have it?"
Xiao Fan said entangledly, "Brother Xingyi, you pushed off other trips with Angkor behind your back and went to the capital for more than a week, and he was already very unhappy.
It's only been long since you've come back, and it's not been a few days before the concert, and if you want to go back to the capital to let him know, I won't be able to eat and walk around.
He's already emphasized that it's really hard for me to keep an eye on you."
"If he asks, you say I'm going to see my newest arranger, and the tune needs to be changed again."
Jiang Xingyi hooked his lips and said, "Don't worry, he has also heard the theme song, so there will be no problem." ”
On the other side, after Jiang Yu hung up the phone, he walked out from behind a wall.
She was standing in front of the gate of an old community, and just a few minutes ago, she saw Ji Churan walk in with her own eyes.
From the first time she saw the red marks on Ji Churan's arms, Jiang Yu thought that she might have accidentally touched something.
But the second time, Jiang Zeyu just touched it, and Ji Churan gasped in pain, and Jiang Yu couldn't pretend to turn a blind eye anymore.
In school, Ji Churan spent most of her extracurricular time with her, knowing her relationship with Ji Churan, even if she didn't know her strength, but there was Jiang Zeyu behind her, and no one dared to shoot at Ji Churan so indifferently.
Otherwise, isn't it clear that he is going to be beaten?
And that kind of red mark
It doesn't look like it's made by hand, it's like it's pulled out of a belt or a whip.
Therefore, Jiang Yu only thought of one possibility, that is, Ji Churan was subjected to domestic violence.
Jiang Yu knew that if she proposed to go home with Ji Churan so directly, Ji Churan would definitely not agree.
But if she guesses what happened to Ji Churan, she doesn't take some action, and it's not her style.
Therefore, she followed Ji Churan to the community where she lived, inquired, and easily found the floor where Ji Churan lived.
When Jiang Yu was standing outside the door, he heard the sound of beating and scolding coming from inside the door.
"You money-loser! What's the use of Lao Tzu giving birth to your daughter? ”
"Lao Tzu is really sad when he sees you! Why aren't you a boy? The daughters of other families, when they were your age, would have gone out to work to support their families!
"It's just you, what the hell is going to high school, you want to study, do you know how much money you spend to study? Even if you read a book, what if you don't want to get married in the future? ”
"It's not like being a full-time wife at home, giving birth to children, taking care of children, cleaning the house, just like your mother, a waste, no use for fart!"
"Moreover, since I raised you, Lao Tzu's luck has become worse and worse day by day, and I have never won playing cards until now, I lose every day, and I lose every day, and the money is lost by you!"
The man cursed, and the sound of "bang" was the sound of a wine bottle smashing.
Then, Jiang Yu frowned!
She heard the sound of a breaking wind!
Raise your feet –
Kick the door open!