"Look, it's not like there's anyone who is quite sane." Lu Qianning looked at the news on the Internet, although there were many comments below accusing them.

But there are still some people who remain neutral, and the specific facts will not be known until the police investigation is clear, what is the trouble now.

Someone has analyzed it rationally, now that Lu Qianning's status is now, how can he hang a nouveau riche like Wu Yulan?

"Except for these people who are analyzing, the others are all trolls." Zhou Beijing glanced at it and concluded very much, "There are a lot of people who eat melons on the Internet, but we are not big stars that everyone knows, the heat of our affairs is all stirred up by the media, and those people will seize this heat and hire a water army to stir up more fiercely."

He snatched the phone away from her hand, "It's not early, and it's not good to rest in a bed that no one else can sleep in?"

Thinking of the three members of the Wu family who were still guarding the door of the house, Lu Qianning couldn't help frowning, "You let them go."

"It's not that I won't let go, it's that they won't leave, and they won't stop until the police come and arrest you." But this is doomed to be impossible.

Zhang Wenbo received calls from the police several times, because Wu's family called the police, saying that Zhou Beijing restricted Wu's mother and them from leaving.

Zhou Beijing asked Zhang Wenbo to take a few videos of Wu's mother and them staying at the door of the house, and in turn called the police to sue them for affecting their normal lives.

The police came an hour ago, but the Wu family refused to leave, so they could only consume it like this.

But Zhang Wenbo heard Wu's mother's two nieces whispering that they were tired and died, and persuaded Wu's mother to go back, but Wu's mother refused to save face.

So it's none of Zhou Beijing's business that they are here.

Early the next morning, Lu Qianning woke up and climbed to the window to look out, just in time to see Wu's mother stuffing the last bite of the bun into her mouth, and then hiding the bag in her pocket.

Yesterday, Mother Wu came to cry, except for crying out of the posture of a shrew, Lu Qianning didn't see that she was embarrassed at all.

In the car on the road not far away, there was the quilt they had spent the night here last night.

The temperature outside was as low as it was freezing, and I was able to survive the night thanks to the equipment in the car.

Is this really ready for a long fight?

Lu Qianning stretched his waist, and before he could come back to his senses, his thin waist was hooked by a strong forearm, and he fell on the bed with a roll and fell into Zhou Beijing's arms.

His chin was against the top of her head, and his voice was hoarse and sexy, "Don't pity them, they are fully prepared, the Wu family wants to rely on you, because the Wu family's capital chain has broken recently, and they are short of money."

"How do you know?" She nudged his chest and looked up to see his well-defined chin.

Down, the sexy Adam's apple, slid up and down as he spoke, "If you can't even find out this little bit in one night...... Zhang Wenbo's annual salary of 10 million will be taken for nothing."

"An annual salary of 10 million doesn't seem to be of much use." Lu Qianning thought for a while and said, "He's thirty years old, and he doesn't have a wife, who will he spend so much money on?"

Zhou Beijing's ink pupils widened slightly, and he explained, "Last night, he checked the current situation of the Wu family and sent it to me."

The implication is that he has no transitional oppression, but Zhang Wenbo only has 'him' in his heart.

Lu Qianning sneered and pushed him away, "At this juncture, he did everything he could think of, just to get a good night's sleep."

She made no secret of her recognition of Zhang Wenbo, this assistant did a really good job.

When she got up, she ripped the thin quilt open, and Zhou Beijing's naked body was exposed to the air during the movement, and he supported his head with one hand and thought for a while-

"I didn't take the Wu family to heart."

Therefore, Zhang Wenbo's stay up late this time is really unnecessary.

Without waiting for Lu Qianning to say anything, the mobile phone at the bedside rang suddenly, and he was running and running soundly asleep, and his little yellow hair was fried, looking at them ignorantly.

Zhou Beijing lifted the thin quilt and got out of bed, wearing only a pair of house pants, and his naked upper body was particularly eye-catching.

He strode to the balcony to answer the phone.

Lu Qianning lay back and hugged and ran, wanting to see if she still slept.

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As a result, he sat up with his little arms propped up and pointed to the balcony, "Dad, so handsome!"

"......," Lu Qianning said.

Ran and patted her arm, pointing to the balcony to let her see, "Mom, look!"

"What do you see? Look at that, that's Mom's, too!" Lu Qianning scratched his little nose and snorted lightly, "It's up to your father, little pervert."

Ran ran didn't understand, leaned back on the bed, and stepped on Lu Qianning's leg with her little feet and laughed, "Run! Daddy is running!"

There was a sound of the door opening and closing from the balcony, and Lu Qianning saw Zhou Beijing frowning, and hurriedly got up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Jiang was in a car accident this morning and is now in the hospital with a broken forearm." Zhou Beijing put the phone down.

Hearing this, Lu Qianning frowned, "What about life?"

"It's not life-threatening, you have to raise it slowly if your hand is broken." Zhou Beijing widened her heart, "Don't worry too much."

After pondering for a while, Lu Qianning breathed a sigh of relief, "Recently, the Jiang family has been constantly wrong, he should be absent-minded to have frequent accidents, as long as there is no danger to his life."

Zhou Beijing raised his eyebrows, "I thought you would want to go and see him."

Seriously, this relationship ...... She really should check it out.

But recently, the relationship with the Jiang family has become like this, and now it involves human life, she instinctively wants to keep a distance from Jiang Chishu, and even draw a line.

"Don't tell grandma about this." Lu Qianning glanced at his mobile phone just now, but there was no report on the news, and it is estimated that the Jiang family deliberately pressed it down.

After all, Wu Yulan has just died, and the Jiang family is afraid that someone will be eyeing her if she makes a disturbance again.

The two washed up, ran downstairs with them, and after breakfast, Lu Qianning routinely went to the police station to learn about the progress of the case.

After a night of dotting, Lu Qianning met the subordinate of the Jiang family.

Through the iron window, the handcuffs on the subordinates' wrists made a crisp sound, and he grabbed the railing with both hands and stared straight at Lu Qianning.

"If you tell me who hurt you now, then you still have a chance to open the net."

The man smiled contemptuously, "I don't need to open the net, it's illegal to kill people, and I'm in this prison."

Zhou Beijing's slender legs were stacked, his fingers gently kneading Lu Qianning's weak and boneless hands, and he said seemingly careless but threatening, "Then have you thought about your family? You are willing to come to this prison for their sake, but you don't want them to be worse because you are implicated."

Hearing this, the man's face changed suddenly, "Can you please not do this to me! I'm just an ordinary person, what did I do wrong!?"

"As long as you tell the truth, I will help you." Zhou Beijing's voice was indifferent with an unquestionable sense of compliance, "I will arrange all your family."

The man was agitated, and his other hand gripped the railing tightly, and the handcuffs scratched his wrists with blood, and there were several nail scratches under the blood marks, as if they had been scratched out.

Lu Qianning remembered that on the autopsy report given to Wu Yulan by the forensic doctor, the first abnormal appearance was that there was dander in the fingers.

Come to think of it, this is the scratch left by Wu Yulan's struggle before she died.