Chapter 228 228: Are you trying to stab me?

When Zhao Ying opened the door and went out, he saw Wu Mei standing at the door.

The two looked at each other.

Wu Mei was shocked when she saw the slap mark on Zhao Ying's face.

"Xiaoying."

"I'm leaving first. See you again when we are destined!"

"Xiao Ying," Wu Mei took two steps to chase him out, but found that Zhao Ying had no intention of staying at all.

She turned back to Lin Jingzhou's bedroom.

Looking at Lin Jingzhou standing in the middle of the room, he simply hated the iron.

"When are you going to get over that thing? If you act like this, everyone will have to pay for your malaise."

Wu Mei's words made Lin Jingzhou's eyes fall on her.

"Is everyone paying for my malaise, or am I bearing the consequences for everyone? You join hands to plot the lives of others, and it's your daughter-in-law-to-be. How on earth did you do such a crazy thing?

The lives of more than a dozen people on the plane were all sacrificed overnight. These are more than a dozen families. What if your relatives were on that plane?"

Wu's eyebrows were split in pain, and Lin Han didn't want to talk to Lin Jingzhou.

He wasn't much better.

"I don't want to have any more disputes with you on this matter. You can just go and put everything you know out in the open, let the world watch, and then send your parents to prison so that you can replace them."

It’s your fiancée’s revenge, but if you can’t avenge your fiancée and just roar in front of your parents, that’s your duty, then that’s it for you.”

"You acquiesced in this, didn't you?"

Bang————Wu Mei closed the door and went downstairs.

Looking at the servant on the side, he angrily said: "If he doesn't come down to eat, don't give him food. If he doesn't figure it out, he'll starve to death."

Zhao Ying's car just drove out of the Lin family villa.

A black Volkswagen followed not too far behind.

She looked through the rearview mirror and clearly felt that the other person was not a good person, so she drove the car directly into the door of the police station.

Like the police at the police station asking for help.

But when she came out, the person had disappeared.

Zhao Ying obviously felt that she was being followed. Whenever she called the police or asked for help, the other party drove away as if nothing was wrong.

It showed up again the next day.

The cycle begins over and over again.

It's been like this lately.

On Monday, when Zhao Ying returned to the Negotiation Institute, she vaguely felt that the atmosphere inside was not right. Everyone was playing on their mobile phones and browsing forums. No one was working seriously. She stood at the door and looked around.

"What are you all doing?"

A sudden roar came from the door, and everyone in the office looked up.

But just for a second, his eyes fell again.

"Speak," Zhao Ying stood at the door angrily.

"Pan Zhao, you are browsing the forum! Everyone is saying that your father killed Pan Jiang, and that's why you got this position."

"He also said that you instigated the family's driver to hit Jiang Ban's father last time."

When Zhao Ying heard her subordinate's careless words, she almost lost her breath.

“It’s enough for others to say unfounded things, but you also say them?”

"If people know that our Negotiation Institute is in disarray, do you still want this job? Do you want your year-end bonus?"

Some people in the crowd rolled their eyes indifferently: "Tsk, year-end bonus? How long can it be with Judge Jiang here? When Judge Jiang was here, Judge Zhao asked for leave every three days, so Judge Jiang still gave you the year-end bonus.

, can you be so selfless?"

"Whether it is true or not, but - there is no smoke without fire, even if you say there is no sign of it."

Bang, Zhao Ying reached out and dropped the bag on the table: "Have you ever heard of groundless rumors?"

"It's groundless? Who in the Negotiation Institute doesn't know that you have been thinking about this position for a long time? You think that you can enjoy Judge Jiang's treatment by sitting in a high position. However, you don't know that some people are irreplaceable. You are working hard to get into this position.

What can I do to you? We are all looking for Jiang Fu, not the person sitting in this position."

As the man spoke, he stood up from his chair and threw a resignation letter to Zhao Ying: "I have been waiting for you for several days. With a leader like you, I will starve to death sooner or later."

Zhao Ying - in the eyes of some people, he has absolutely no merit.

Seeing the other party packing his things and preparing to leave, Zhao Ying became angry and grabbed him, but he was thrown away mercilessly.

"Don't touch me, what a piece of rubbish you are."

In the afternoon, Yi Tian was a little frightened when she received a call from Fu Xiting to report that she was safe.

But fortunately, everything is safe.

Fu Xiting expressed Jiang Yi's recent desperate state to Yi Tian in a somewhat tactful manner.

After Yi Tian learned about it, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a while.

Yi Tian felt that losing her beloved daughter was pitiful enough.

But for Jiang Yi, this pity is obviously not worth mentioning.

In the afternoon of that day, Yi Tian took Jiang Yi out of Yuyuan.

Fang Chi originally wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Fu Xiting.

The shopping mall is most lively in the summer afternoon.

Yi Tian took Jiang Yi to the barber shop where she often went.

The original intention was to let Jiang Yisan relax so that he could relieve the worries in his heart, but what he never expected was that God was not kind to him.

By chance, I met my enemy.

When the Xu family saw Jiang Yi, they were jealous.

The Dongting Group's wedding that shocked the whole city is still a topic of conversation among people after dinner, and Jiang Yi, as the hostess, is naturally the object of word-of-mouth communication.

At first sight.

Xu Song's face turned dark.

"It's true that the road between enemies is narrow," she said in a tempered sentence before turning around and preparing to leave.

Jiang Yi's eyes caught the bag on her shoulder, and he slightly raised his lips: "Is the Xu family going bankrupt? It's not shameful to wander around with a fake bag."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xu Song's eyes tightened, staring at Jiang Yi with a bit of resentment.

"A man gave it to you, right? What kind of man is he? Can you buy an out-of-print bag? Are you so complacent? If I were you, I would be embarrassed. Has Ms. Xu dropped her price like this? In the past, she could still hook up with a deputy from Dongting.

What’s the point of opening a second store with foreign countries? People are getting old and there is no market for it?”

"So you came back in despair and wanted to use the reputation of the Xu family to start over?"

Xu Song gritted his teeth at Jiang Yi's words.

"Watch your mouth."

"This sentence is also for you, Miss Xu, who is carrying the fake bag."

After Jiang Yi finished speaking, he hugged Yi Tian and turned around to leave.

"Yiyi, how do you know her bag is fake?"

Yi Tian felt strange, probably because in her eyes, this was not the point.

"Because only one is really, really here with me."

"Ah?" Yi Tian was shocked.

"Director Fu bought it for me," Jiang Yi said. When Fu Xiting bought her that rare leather bag, her first reaction was that it was expensive but not marketable. It was difficult to sell it second-hand. The poor couldn't afford it. A truly wealthy family

I rarely carry second-hand bags.

If a student of hers was hired out like this, she might be robbed, so she thought about it and let it go.

"How can you be sure that the one Mr. Fu gave you is genuine?"

Yi Tian asked with a smile.

A string in Jiang Yi's mind was plucked. She was silent and responded to Yi Tian lightly: "Intuition."

"Dong Fu is not a bad person, right?" Yi Tian asked Jiang Yi with a smile. He was not like a mother, but wanted to be a friend.

At this moment, both Yi Tian and Jiang Yi knew that they were not the person in each other's hearts.

But there is no way to change this reality.
To be continued...