He Jiayin didn't know how long she had been standing in the yard. The door of Mu's house was tightly closed, and it seemed that it would never be opened to her again.
Feng Rui hated her. Even though she felt uncomfortable, she could understand that she was eager to be a mother and protect her daughter.
But Mu Zechuan, her husband, why didn't he believe her at all?
And grandma, she doesn’t always love her the most, so why can’t she hide away at this time?
She didn't know if Mu Zechuan was at home. Maybe this was a unanimous decision of the Mu family.
It's because she's stupid that she always considers this place her home.
There are very few things, just such a small package. Most of her things are in Nanshan Villa.
I was carrying the bag, but it felt very heavy.
She knows that what matters most is her heart.
After taking two steps, I suddenly felt a strange gaze on my back.
She looked back and saw Mu Zechuan standing by the window of the bedroom balcony on the second floor, looking at her. Through the glass, she couldn't see clearly what his expression was.
It turns out that he is at home!
He was at home, but he watched her being kicked out and beaten!
She remembered that not long ago, he said to her personally: He Jiayin, I will protect you.
There was a sourness in her heart, it turned out that he was just teasing her!
Mu Zechuan, are you still waiting for me to go back and beg you?
This time, it won’t happen. He Jiayin clenched his fists, Mu Zechuan, I will never beg you again!
Mu Zechuan watched He Jiayin get into the car and leave, but he did not chase her. He remembered that she got into An Jincheng's car at the police station.
He was obviously across the road, but she turned a blind eye!
In He Jiayin's heart, the He family always ranks first, but who comes next? An Jincheng? Where can he, Mu Zechuan, rank?
The more I think about it, the more irritated I become!
This bedroom was filled with the smell left by He Jiayin, and Mu Zechuan couldn't stay any longer.
Pick up your coat and drive out.
Mu Zechuan did not call Lin Yixiang and went directly to his office.
But I found that the atmosphere in his office was very wrong.
When Lin Yixiang saw Mu Zechuan coming in, he reluctantly said three words to him: "Something happened!"
Mu Zechuan raised his eyebrows: "What?" How come the words "something happened" are the most heard these days?
Lin Yixiang frowned: "When the 777 from the United States to Annan stopped and landed in Singapore, a major accident occurred, and thirteen passengers died."
"Don't tell me that Lin Yuanyuan was on that plane!"
Lin Yixiang took a deep breath: "Not only is she here, but the death list has just been confirmed, including Li Yuanyuan."
"F***ck!" Mu Zechuan kicked over the precious South African coffee table in Lin Yixiang's office.
Lin Yixiang felt sorry for him, but he couldn't say anything. If he offended Mu Zechuan, who was in anger, he would not get any good results.
"Everyone who knows who the mastermind behind the scenes is is dead. It seems that God is helping him!" Lin Yixiang shook his head helplessly, "Fortunately, these people's deaths are not unjust."
Mu Zechuan wanted to kick some more to relieve his anger, but Lin Yixiang quickly stopped him: "Kuanzi, the top priority is to prove that Bingbing has nothing to do with this matter. It would be best if He Jiayin comes forward to clarify."
"He Jiayin..." Mu Zechuan read her name. For some reason, he felt his mouth was sour.
She called the police and pushed Mu Zebing out. Will she come forward to clarify?
Lin Yixiang saw Mu Zechuan's thoughts, thought for a moment, and then said: "Either we start with the media. I know a lot of friends. I can pay some money to stop their mouths and make them report two less articles. People can see
It’s just a hot topic, and if bigger news comes out in two days, they will naturally forget about it.”
Mu Zechuan nodded. As of now, this is the only way.
"You go ahead and do it."
Lin Yixiang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mu Zechuan's anger calmed down: "Kuanzi, there is one more thing that you have to think about."
"What?"
"Even if the limelight passes in two days, it is not suitable for your sister to stay in the country any longer. She should prepare to go abroad."
Mu Zechuan nodded, he had also thought about this: "I originally planned to send her back to the United States to study in college next year, but now, it seems that it will be a year ahead of schedule."
"Then, you and He Jiayin..."
"Xiangzi, don't mention her to me now!" Mu Zechuan walked to the wine cabinet, opened a bottle of Ear Cognac that Lin Yixiang had collected for several years, poured it into the cup, and drank it in one gulp.
*
After sending Mu Zechuan away, Lin Yixiang sat in the office with a rare frown on his face, wondering what he was thinking.
The cell phone at hand rang. He picked it up and saw that the caller ID was Xiao Lin.
Xiao Lin was the private detective he hired to investigate the warehouse fire. Since he was responsible for the incident and could not hand it over to the police, he hired a private detective.
It seems that the results are out, the private detective is indeed very efficient, and the huge fees are definitely not in vain.
"Mr. Lin, hello."
"Well, how are you? You have something to tell." Lin Yixiang put his slender legs on the table, and his brows naturally relaxed.
"Yes, it has been found out." Xiao Lin's voice was steady: "The cause of the fire was an artificial short circuit in the power supply, not an accident. I found unburned wires in the electrical box, and the cuts on them were neatly made with pliers
's pinched off."
"anything else?"
"Unfortunately, the fire was so great that all traces of the scene have been burned away, and no other clues can be found."
Lin Yixiang nodded helplessly: "There is nothing we can do about it. Thank you for your hard work."
After putting down the phone, a face flashed in Lin Yixiang's mind, Tang Qiaoen.
Then I thought of her big breasts and perky butt.
He smiled and shook his head, no, it couldn't be her. Although she asked him about the murderer during the last meal, she was just a woman, so she probably wouldn't be bold enough to do such a thing...
…
But another thought lingered in my mind.
He changed his mind and called Tang Qiaoen.
"Tang Meiren, last time I treated you to a big dinner, is it your turn to treat me this time?"
Tang Qiaoen is in a good mood. If Li Yuanyuan dies, Mu Zechuan and the others will never know that she is the mastermind behind the scenes! Even God is helping her!
Therefore, she did not refuse Lin Yixiang: "Okay, what do you want to eat?"
Tang Qiaoen was ten minutes late.
When she walked into the box, she saw Lin Yixiang sitting next to the table.
When he saw her coming, he stood up gracefully, pulled out a chair for her, watched her sit down, and then returned to his seat and sat down again.
Tang Qiaoen couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Lin Yixiang is actually a good man.
Because he and Mu Zechuan grew up together, there were many similarities in their behavior. Moreover, the Lin family controlled most of the country and was more powerful than Mu Zechuan.
When Tang Qiaoen first went to the United States, he met Lin Yixiang.
If it hadn't been for Mu Zechuan, maybe she would have fallen in love with this man.
But she fell in love with Mu Zechuan first.
Moreover, Lin Yixiang has been stalking her, which makes her very disgusted.
Sometimes people are mean. They don't like people who like them, and people they like don't like them.
But there is no way, Tang Qiaoen has such a character, from childhood to adulthood, as long as she wants it, no matter what means she uses, how long it takes, she will definitely get it.
After sitting down, Tang Qiaoen picked up the menu: "Xiangzi, you are really stingy. Didn't I just ask you to treat me to a meal? It has only been so long, and you want me to give it back to you!"
Lin Yixiang had already opened a bottle of red wine by himself, and now he shook his glass and smiled: "Don't I want to see you?"
"cut."
Tang Qiaoen quickly finished ordering, and Lin Yixiang ordered the same thing as her.
He was not here to eat, but to ask her questions: "Tang Meiren, was it you who pretended to be He Jiayin to call the police this morning?"
Tang Qiaoen's hand shook and the water in the cup almost spilled: "What are you talking about?"
"I thought about it carefully." Lin Yixiang put down the wine glass in his hand and became serious: "From beginning to end, apart from me, Chuanzi and He Jiayin, there are two other people who know about this matter. One is An
Jincheng, the other one is you!"
"Xiangzi, are you already drunk before you drink?" Tang Qiaoen's expression changed slightly: "It was clearly He Jiayin who called the police himself, why did you suspect me?"
"Because among the people who knew about it, only two had reason to call the police, and that was you and An Jincheng. Because the only purpose of calling the police was to drive a wedge between Kawako and He Jiayin."
Tang Qiaoen's expression changed completely.
"An Jincheng is a man, so you can only be the one to call the police!" Lin Yixiang pretended not to see her face and continued to explain his reasoning.
"What can I do?" Tang Qiaoen tore off the disguise: "You know, what are you going to do?"
Lin Yixiang said: "Tang Meiren, you should give up. I know Kawako. If he knew what you did, he would definitely not forgive you."
Tang Qiaoen smiled: "Xiangzi, we have known each other for so many years, you won't help that woman He Jiayin, right?"
He Jiayin's face flashed through Lin Yixiang's mind, and for some reason, he felt a little warm in his chest.
He shook his head, not thinking about her, and looked at the woman opposite: "That woman He Jiayin? Didn't you grow up with her? Aren't you her good friend? And you stole her husband?"
"Robbing? Ha!" She let out a sinister sneer: "It was He Jiayin who snatched Sichuan away from me! It was obviously me who liked Sichuan first! During those ten years in the United States, you also saw that I was the one who accompanied him
He Jiayin has clearly done nothing, so what qualifications does she have to be with Chuan?"
Lin Yixiang was silent, he didn't know what to say to Tang Qiaoen.
Because he knew that the relationship between He Jiayin and Mu Zechuan was far from as simple as everyone imagined.
When Tang Qiaoen saw that Lin Yixiang was silent, she knew that Lin Yixiang and Mu Zechuan were wearing the same pair of pants.
She knew that if she didn't do something, Lin Yixiang would definitely tell Mu Zechuan that she called the police.
In this way, He Jiayin and Mu Zechuan will be reconciled as before. Then won't everything she did be in vain?
Tang Qiaoenjue will not allow such a thing to happen!
Chapter completed!