As soon as he opened his voice, he became hoarse, "Yaojing, hug me."
Jiang Yaojing leaned over, hugged her through the quilt, and asked her softly, "Does it hurt your waist?"
Song Yunyun didn't speak.
Jiang Yaojing smiled, "What's wrong? Is this? Your son's eyes are red, and you are red, do you want to cry for me?"
Song Yunyun sniffed.
"Shuangshuang cried?"
"I'm happy now, I'm having fun outside." Jiang Yaojing's expression was correct, "Where are you?"
Song Yunyun stretched out his hands to build him.
His face buried in his heart, "I just miss you."
Jiang Yaojing chuckled, "I miss you too."
"Yaojing, I love you." She could only tell him this way.
I care about him.
But I can't say it out loud.
Biochemical pregnancy.
Jiang Yaojing looked down at her.
She quickly turned her face.
Tears slid from the corners of their 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 and covered her head.
Jiang Yaojing looked at her pupils and became a little deeper.
He said softly, "You go to bed."
He got up and walked out, and gently closed the door.
He went downstairs and shouted, "Eagle."
The eagle came over.
Jiang Yaojing asked him, "Is there anything happened today?"
Eagle thought for a while and said, "No."
"Are you sure?"
Jiang Yaojing's sharp eyes were so impressive.
Even a man as powerful as the eagle did not dare to look directly, lowered his head, "I...sure."
He thought about it carefully and found that nothing special happened.
The only thing is that Song Yunyun went to the hospital.
But she told me that I couldn't say it.
He dared not take his own initiative.
He was entangled and in a dilemma!
"Mr. Jiang..."
He still didn't say it, and deliberately told the dean's son about it, "It was the son of the deceased who blocked his wife at the entrance of the institute."
Jiang Yaojing breathed a sigh of relief, "I understand."
This matter has not been handled well, and Song Yunyun must be very annoyed.
She performed abnormally. Could it be because of this? She must have put a lot of pressure on her.
He took out his cell phone and called Chen Yue, "The dean's death must be resolved as soon as possible. You can go to the police station tonight."
"good."
The other side responded, Jiang Yaojing went into the house to get the car keys.
Seeing that he was about to go out again, Han Xin said, "I'll have dinner soon, are you still going out?"
Jiang Yaojing said, "You eat first, don't wait for me, I have some things to do."
"What urgent matter? You don't even have time to eat? You will leave after dinner." Han Xin said.
Jiang Yaojing was silent, "Yes."
He went out after dinner.
Song Yunyun made an excuse to be sleepy and did not have supper.
It's obviously a lot of worries.
If Jiang Yaojing wants to solve this problem faster, he can only do two-pronged approach!
He is in charge of the dean's son.
...
The dean's son was taken to Shuangli Group.
Jiang Yaojing sat in the office.
He asked someone to make coffee.
"Please sit."
The dean's son asked vigilantly, "What are you looking for me?"
Jiang Yaojing was simple and straightforward, "Song Yunyun is my wife. You sued her. Why did you say I'm looking for you?"
He thought Jiang Yaojing was going to beat him up.
He ran out in fear.
He was stopped at the door!
Jiang Yaojing leaned on her back, her legs crossed, and said slowly, "You can't get out without my permission."
The dean's son turned around, "What do you want to do? I will not compromise. Even if you kill me, my dad was killed by your wife, and I will not not pursue it because of your threat. I
If I can forgive such a thing, will I still deserve to be a son?"
Jiang Yaojing raised his eyebrows.
He is still a filial person?
But, my brain is not very useful!
"Your dad's death has nothing to do with my wife."
The dean's son almost jumped up anxiously, "Not her, who is it?"