By the way, he also forgot that he was still complaining that Yan Jun didn't care about anything, but now he is a son-in-law, and he is very hot.

As soon as Xia Jitian heard this, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Then it's more troublesome Brother Tan!" Come and taste it, this is the big red robe that my son-in-law gave me some time ago! Next time, let him send you some too, I can't finish it alone! ”

"That's a good feeling! A good pot naturally goes well with a good tea! Tan Zhuqing tasted tea happily, and didn't mention Xia Jinqi's killing of her sister again.

Xia Jitian would not be stupid enough to say that this was originally an ugly thing in his family, and it was not a shame to say it.

It's this Tan Zhuqing.

He knew that Tan Zhuqing was also afraid of three points in front of Yan Jun.

But after all, it was his son-in-law, so he naturally had to work hard.

Knowing that this old thing likes purple clay pots and tea, he has these things today, but he has prepared them early, just waiting for the old thing to take the bait!

No, he still had an old face when he came, and now he coaxed him to blossom.

Sending a pot out in exchange for his long-term support for Yan Jun and doing more things for Yan Jun couldn't be better!

Xia Jitian knew that he hadn't cleaned up the little things on his body, and he couldn't help Yan Jun with anything, so he could only help him take care of the people around him.

In fact, Tan Zhuqing's heart is not bad, and he doesn't want much. He himself admires Yan Jun, but he is more or less an old person, and saying something good to praise him is more effective than anything else.

Yes, he came over with a sad face, and when he left, he was already smiling in the spring breeze, and he was still carrying a set of top-notch tea sets in his hands.

The driver glanced at his own master who was humming a little song with his eyes closed in the rearview mirror, and then looked at the gifts brought out from the Xia family, and he already knew it.

When someone asked him about Xia Jinqi killing his sister Yan Jun as an accomplice, he always turned his eyes sideways, "What nonsense?!" Zhao Xiong is talking nonsense with his mouth, and you are also chewing the root of your tongue? Murder and throwing corpses, what about the evidence? What about corpses? Be all abroad! ”

After two or three times, everyone understood what Tan Zhuqing meant, and no one dared to ask again.

The media made a few noises, but the Xia family was silent, Zhenfu was silent, and it stopped.

The angry Zhao Xiong almost spit out a mouthful of old blood......

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Early morning.

After the effect of the sedative passed, Biyue woke up faintly.

Not long after she woke up, Yan Jun took a new set of clothes, put them at the foot of her bed, and said slowly, "Put them on, I'll take you to see Lu Yiming." ”

His voice was unusually hoarse, and his face was a little unpleasant, and after he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the door of the ward.

Seeing that the person who woke up was Biyue, his heart was unexpectedly lost.

Bi Yue took the set of clothes and found that the size was a little smaller, so he subconsciously said, "This dress is ...... small."

But when she looked up, Yan Jun was gone.

I had no choice but to take my clothes and change them.

After getting dressed, Bi Yue found that this set of clothes, which was one size smaller than what she usually wears, was indescribably suitable at the moment.

Looking at her unfamiliar face in the mirror again, she couldn't help but lose her mind and think of what happened yesterday afternoon.

"Xia Jinqi ......" she muttered a name that appeared in her mind, but her willow eyebrows were furrowed.