Xue Rin'an stopped what he was doing, raised his eyes and glanced at the woman standing outside the car, "Get in the car."

Jiang Jianing didn't plan to get in the car.

Hearing this, I went around the back seat, opened the door on the other side and got into the car.

She saw a proposal on the screen of Xue Rin'an's laptop.

The unrecognizable proposal that has been changed.

She felt very sympathetic to the original author of the proposal.

The man didn't stop, his slender fingers tapping on the keyboard, his voice crisp, and he didn't speak.

A silence spilled between the two.

Xue Rin'an glanced at her while typing.

Jiang Jianing knew what he meant.

I have been with him for more than half a year, and I deeply understand the meaning of his gaze that can only be understood and cannot be spoken.

She endured it, and handed it to Xue Rin'an with a skewer from the paper bag, and the tip of the skewer accidentally poked Xue Rin'an.

Xue Rin'an frowned and lowered his eyes as he stared at the fork in Jiang Jianing's hand, "Are you trying to stab me to death?"

"Nope."

Jiang Jianing smiled.

I'm trying to choke you.

Jiang Jianing simply threw the skewer aside, and was about to get it.

Xue Rin'an: "Dirty hands."

Jiang Jianing: "......"

Jiang Jianing gritted his teeth.

She took out the alcohol disinfectant wipes and wiped her hands, and then pinched the chestnut crisp with her fingers and handed it to Xue Rin'an's mouth.

Xue Rin'an is actually very selective in terms of diet.

He injured his stomach because of an accident when he was a child, so Xue's mother asked someone to be responsible for his diet, and it was only in the past few years that he began to let go, and he also privately called Fang Baishen to look at him.

It was the first time he had eaten this kind of dim sum, and his eyes looked disgusted.

Jiang Jianing: "How's it going?"

Xue Rin'an: "It's unpalatable."

Jiang Jianing: "......"

She really wanted to pick on her.

Then he threw this bag of chestnut cakes in the face of the dog man in front of him, and told her sister that I would not serve anymore!

Her cell phone rang.

Jiang Jianing glanced at it.

It was Su Jiashu who called.

She was between Xue Rin'an and beside her, she wanted to hang up, but who expected that the man's elbow blocked Jiang Jianing, and his fingers lightly hooked her mobile phone, and pressed answer.

Su Jiashu's voice came from the earpiece.

"Where? I'll pick you up."

Jiang Jianing: "......"

She glared at Xue Rin'an, her eyes as if they were on fire.

Xue Rin'an also saw the remarks of Jiang Jianing's call.

It's Su Jiashu.

In the search information that Jing Run gave him, there was Su Jiashu's information.

There is also a relationship between Jiang Jianing and Su Jiashu.

Hair is small.

Boyfriend.

A hero who saves beauty.

He met her eyes with a calm anger and whispered in her ear.

"Answer him."

Jiang Jianing trembled.

She couldn't scream until she endured it.

This man is too bad.

He knew too well how to tease her when, and what part of her.

She held back and didn't say anything.

Hearing that she didn't answer, Su Jiashu also felt a little surprised, and called out again, "Ning Ning?"

Ningning?

These two words sounded in the man's ears, and his eyebrows and eyes sank a little.

Jiang Jianing pressed the man's shoulder and wanted to grab the phone, but the man avoided it and threw the phone directly under the car seat in front of him.

There was a thud on the phone as it dropped on the mat.

Su Jiashu's voice was a little eager: "Jiang Jianing?"

Jiang Jianing breathed a sigh of relief and said to Su Jiashu, "You hang up the phone first, and I'll call you later."

Su Jiashu didn't ask a word more, "Okay."

The phone was hung up.

Listening to such a crisp word and hanging up the phone, the man's eyes became even more obscure.

What kind of friendship and trust is it, you can hang up the phone without explaining anything, and obey nothing.

He remembered the information on Jingrun's piece of paper.

Su Jiashu: The illegitimate son of Su Zhenghui of the Su family, who was sentenced to five years in prison for intentional injury, behaved well in prison, received two commutations, and was released early in September this year.

Jiang Jianing took advantage of the gap in the few seconds when the man was distracted, and went to get the mobile phone under the car seat.

Before he could touch it, he was grabbed by a man and trapped under him.

The man's lips rubbed against her sideburns, gently touching her earlobes.

"I don't want it!"

It's not that he hasn't been in the car, but this time Jiang Jianing's reaction was particularly intense.

Jiang Jianing kept struggling, his face turned red, like a slippery fish pressed on the cutting board, and Xue Rin'an, the "fish killer", was almost uncontrollable, and was swept by the "fish tail".

A slap mark appeared on Xue Rin'an's face.

For a moment, both of them stopped.

Jiang Jianing didn't know how he slapped him.

Should...... I don't mean to.

She's purely because of ...... Time is tight.

If you come again in the car, with the endurance of Xue Rin'an, I'm afraid that the lunch will be mistaken.

Anyway, people have already fought.

Jiang Jianing was very smooth when she got up this time, and the man didn't have the strength to shackle her.

She took out her mobile phone directly from under the seat, looked at the time, and said to Xue Rin'an, "Mr. Xue, I have something to do at noon, so I will ask you for a leave."

After speaking, he didn't wait for Xue Rin'an to agree, and left directly by opening the door.

Even so, Jiang Jianing was still ten minutes late.

Su Jiashu was waiting for her at the gate of the police station.

"What happened just now?" He asked, "Is it Xue Rin'an?"

Jiang Jianing stroked his forehead, "Don't mention it."

She was on the verge of dying of regret along the way.

Impulsiveness is the devil.

Su Jiashu followed Jiang Jianing inside, "Does he have to do it?"

Jiang Jianing's footsteps up the steps paused.

"Well, it has to be him."

Jiang Jianing followed behind the police, and when she put her hand on the doorknob of the office room, her hand paused for a few seconds, and even at that second, many painful memories in her brain poured into her mind.

Her head was buzzing, and her eyes were black.

The pain in her body preceded her brain's response, and her lips turned white.

She paused for more than a dozen seconds without moving, her fingers clutching the doorknob tightly, her knuckles white.

The policeman behind her saw that she didn't move, and reminded her, "It's here, people are inside."

Su Jiashu realized Jiang Jianing's strange appearance, and held her shoulders with both hands, "Ning Ning? Jiang Jianing?"

The darkness in Jiang Jianing's eyes dissipated.

"I'm sorry."

The coolness of the stainless steel doorknob seeped into the blood from the skin of her fingers, and she closed her eyes and unscrewed the doorknob hard.

The door was opened.

There was only a man in a suit and leather shoes sitting on the sofa.

The man in the suit stood up first and walked straight to Su Jiashu, condescending, his eyes undisguised, as if he was looking at a bed bug.

"Hello," the man said, "I'm the lawyer for my client, Mr. Song."

"What about Song Zeren?" There was a fierceness in Su Jiashu's eyes.

"Who do you think you are?" The lawyer's eyes were disdainful, "The surveillance shooting is clear, it was you who did it first, we have evidence and physical evidence, you are guilty of intentional injury, you have a criminal record, the circumstances are bad, and it is not a problem to be thrown in for a few years in prison."

Su Jiashu took a step forward, and the green tendons on the back of his hand bulged.