Cheng Zhiyan found his coat on a dining chair, hung it on his shoulders with his backhand, and walked up to the adult as if he was lively.

"What are you talking about?"

Zhao Jin took the opportunity to ask him: "You just said, did you drink the grape juice she gave you?" When? ”

"yes, on the night of the wedding."

The indoor heating is sufficient, Cheng Zhiyan's cheeks are flushed, his pupils are dark and bright, and he is full of childlike innocence.

"He's a kid, what do you remember?" Xu Anrong's face turned pale, "Who dares to say that what Gu Yingqing gave him to drink is what she gave Nanchuan to drink?" ”

Gu Yingqing said: "After the grape juice entered the wine decanter, it was either in my hand or held by the sommelier, and then placed on the wine table in the corner of the entrance of the restaurant. ”

That night, a group of children went crazy and ran around.

Gu Yingqing had just sent Gu Nanchuan out, and when she was walking to the villa, the child bumped into her, said she was thirsty, and asked her if she had anything to drink?

Gu Yingqing took him in and poured him the grape juice he drank during the toast.

The child drank a large cup in one gulp and said that he wanted more.

Gu Yingqing was afraid that he was young and couldn't stand his stomach after drinking so much cold in the cold winter, so he only added a small sip to him.

Before giving it to him, she also smelled it and made sure that it was the grape juice that Zhao Nanchuan drank before.

If it was really wine, the child would have drunk so much earlier.

Xu Anrong sneered: "You two are really interesting, ask and answer, and sing double reeds here!" ”

"If you don't believe me, you can check the surveillance." Gu Yingqing's tone did not fluctuate.

Although the wedding was not held in a big way, the guests who came were basically only close relatives and cousins with good relations, but many of them were high-ranking and powerful.

Security measures were tight that night, and surveillance covered every corner of the public area.

Is it the same thing she gave Zhao Nanchuan and Cheng Zhiyan to drink, and has the contents of the bottle been replaced......

Just look it up.

This is something that you know in your heart.

Xu An was angry, and he had to say that he was pulled by his husband, "Let's stop here." ”

Xu Anrong was dragged away, and the rest of the people also got up and left one after another.

Cheng Zhiyan suddenly said "ah", "Auntie, your face is bleeding!" ”

Gu Yingqing thought to herself that maybe the skin was scratched by Xu Anrong's nails.

But her cheeks ached and she couldn't feel it.

Zhao Sheng got up, took out the cigarette case from his bag, and ordered Cheng Zhiyan by the way, "What is your name Auntie, you should call her sister-in-law like us, you know?" ”

Cheng Zhiyan nodded: "Big sister, thank you, now I know." But I don't understand what sister-in-law means, and sluts. ”

"You kid, how can you be weird." Zhao Sheng glanced at him and left.

Cheng Zhiyan turned his head to care about Gu Yingqing, "Sister-in-law and aunt, you are injured, I will take you to the hospital." ”

Gu Yingqing was originally very sad in his heart, and as soon as he said this, he instantly couldn't cry or laugh.

"No need," Gu Yingqing couldn't help laughing, "A small bruise, it will be fine in two days." ”

"With such a beautiful face, you can't leave a scar!" Cheng Zhiyan showed sympathetic eyes again, and said generously, "I'll take you to the hospital, my father has a car." ”

Gu Yingqing was frightened when she heard this, she would never get on Cheng Yuesheng's car.

was about to refuse, Cheng Yuesheng spoke before her, "Cheng Zhiyan, let's go." ”

Cheng Zhiyan had to take Gu Yingqing to the hospital.

Cheng Yuesheng said lightly: "Keep your compassion for those in need." ”

Without giving the child a chance to speak, he took him by the collar and took the man away.

Only Gu Yingqing was left in the restaurant.

She recalled Cheng Yuesheng's words, and she was sarcastic about her both inside and outside the words.

Gu Yingqing called an online car-hailing, walked out of the hotel, and waited at the door.

The wind in mid-January was like an axe, and it shaved her face painfully.

She buried her face in the collar of her coat and looked down to play with her phone.

A man's familiar voice came from the side, "Drink less, I'll come over later, you stay there and don't move, okay?" ”

His voice at this time was low and gentle, even a little helpless and humble.

Like the best lover in every detail.

It's not like the person who pinched her face in bed last night, as if he was going to kill her in the next second.