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Her voice became hoarse as soon as she started speaking, "Yao Jing, please hug me."

Jiang Yaojing leaned over, hugged her through the quilt, and asked her softly, "Does your back hurt?"

Song Yunyun said nothing.

Jiang Yaojing smiled, "What's wrong? Huh? Your son has red eyes, and you have red eyes too. Are you going to cry to me?"

Song Yunyun sniffed.

"Both are crying?"

"I'm happy now. I'm having fun playing outside." Jiang Yaojing straightened his expression, "What about you?"

Song Yunyun stretched out his hands to support him.

She buried her face in his heart, "I just miss you."

Jiang Yaojing chuckled, "I miss you too."

"Yao Jing, I love you." She could only tell him in this way.

I care about him.

But I couldn't say it out loud.

My own biological pregnancy.

Jiang Yaojing looked down at her.

She quickly turned her face away.

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Pretending to be fine, "Don't look at me, I'll be shy."

Jiang Yaojing covered her with a quilt, "I understand."

"I'm sleepy and want to sleep." She pulled the quilt over her head.

Jiang Yaojing looked at her pupils, which were a little deeper.

He said softly, "Go to sleep."

He stood up and walked out, closing the door gently.

He walked downstairs and called out, "Eagle."

The eagle came over.

Jiang Yaojing asked him, "Did anything happen today?"

Eagle thought for a moment and said, "No."

"Are you sure?"

Jiang Yaojing's sharp eyes captured people's soul.

Even such an imposing man as Ying didn't dare to look directly at him and lowered his head, "I'm... sure."

He thought about it carefully and realized that nothing special happened.

The only thing was that Song Yunyun went to the hospital.

But she said she couldn't say anything.

He didn't dare to make his own decisions.

He was confused and embarrassed!

"Mr. Jiang..."

He still didn't say anything, but deliberately told the story about the dean's son, "It's the son of the deceased who blocked his wife at the entrance of the institute."

Jiang Yaojing took a deep breath, "I understand."

Song Yunyun must be very annoyed that this matter has not been settled yet.

She was acting abnormally, could it be because of this incident? It must have put a lot of pressure on her.

He took out his mobile phone and called Chen Yue, "The matter of the dean's death must be resolved as soon as possible. You go to the police station again tonight."

"good."

There was a response from the other side, and Jiang Yaojing went into the house to get the car keys.

Seeing that he was about to go out again, Han Xin said, "We are going to eat soon, are you still going out?"

Jiang Yaojing said, "You guys eat first, don't wait for me, I have some things to do."

"What's the rush? You don't even have time to eat? Let's go after eating." Han Xin said.

Jiang Yaojing was silent, "Yeah."

He went out after eating.

Song Yunyun did not have dinner on the excuse of being sleepy.

He obviously looked very worried.

If Jiang Yaojing wants to solve this matter quickly, he can only adopt a two-pronged approach!

He is responsible for the dean's son's side.



The dean's son was taken to Shuangli Group.

Jiang Yaojing is sitting in the office.

He asked someone to make coffee.

"Please take a seat."

The dean's son asked warily, "Why are you looking for me?"

Jiang Yaojing was simple and direct, "Song Yunyun is my wife. You sued her. Why do you think I want to find you?"

He thought Jiang Yaojing was going to beat him.

He was so scared that he ran outside.

I was stopped at the door!

Jiang Yaojing leaned back, crossed his legs, and said calmly, "You can't go out without my permission."

The dean's son turned around and said, "What on earth do you want to do? I will not compromise. Even if you kill me, my father was killed by your wife. I will not not pursue the case just because of your threat. I

If even this kind of thing can be forgiven, am I still worthy of being a son?"

Jiang Yaojing raised his eyebrows.

Is he still a filial person?

It’s just that my brain doesn’t work very well!

"Your father's death has nothing to do with my wife."

The dean's son was so anxious that he almost jumped up, "If it's not her, who is it?"


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