The husband assigned by the state is too deep into the drama

"Go away! You are not welcome here!"

"what!"

Luo Ziyue screamed, the water on her body gave off a stench that was unbearable, she pointed at Su Xiaoyan tremblingly, "You...what did you do to me!"

"The secret stinky tofu stew, how about it tastes good, if you don't leave, there will be even better ones."

"You...you, I won't let you go! Hmph!" Luo Ziyue left the studio angrily after finishing speaking.

The atmosphere in the studio was oppressive, and Su Xiaoyan handed over the key to Miao Miao.

"Miao Miao, look at the store, I'll go find someone to help."

Inside the Xiao family's old house.

Su Xiaoyan explained Luo Ziyue's visit to the house in detail, interspersed with exaggerated and angry expressions.

After Xiao Yanxing learned the facts, he was startled. This is no longer a trivial matter. Human life is at stake. If there is no definite evidence to prove that Qingyun has nothing to do with this matter, the comments on the Internet will eat her up.

This Luo Ziyue is really lingering, after suffering so many losses, she still hasn't learned a lesson?

Xiao Yanxing endured the pain in his body and came to the police station. He saw Luo Qingyun walking out at a glance, and asked with concern: "How's the matter? How are you?"

"I have an alibi. This time I came here for a routine inquiry. You are still injured. Why did you come out? Go back!"

Seeing that her complexion was not very good, Xiao Yanxing hugged her in his arms.

"I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me. I know all of this is none of your business. Don't take it to heart. If they dare to frame you, my Xiao's lawyers are not vegetarian."

Tears poured out like a burst embankment, and all the grievances burst out, Luo Qingyun burst into tears, "But she died because of me, if I hadn't had a dispute with Luo Ziyue, wouldn't she have died. Such a young life, you don't know, when I saw the photo of the dead body in the hands of the police, my heart... my heart... was so uncomfortable."

Xiao Yanxing knew that she was just digging into a dead end again.

"Even if there is no dispute between you, things will not change in any way. It is her who is wrong, not you. As long as there is her fault, things will happen."

"No, she made so many mistakes. It's because of her status as a relative that I let her go again and again. If... If I can be more firm, will things be different?"

This time Xiao Yanxing chose to remain silent. He had already disliked her strange relatives. If it wasn't for Qingyun's sake, he would have cleaned them up long ago.

The phone vibrated, and as soon as it was connected, Miao Miao's crying voice came out of the phone, "Sister Qingyun, come back quickly, I can't hold on anymore..."

"what happened……"

Before he could finish speaking, the phone had already hung up.

Luo Qingyun frowned, and pulled Xiao Yanxing to the car outside the police station, "Quick! Go back to the studio."

For an hour's journey, Xiao Yanxing forcibly shortened it to 10 minutes. Luo Qingyun resisted the nausea and said nothing.

In front of Yun Duo's studio, an old woman held a banner asking for justice, and held a black and white portrait in her hand. Luo Qingyun knew what was going on when she saw the photo. It seemed that this was Qiao Qiao. mother.

Miao Miao saw Xiao Yanxing and Luo Qingyun at a glance from the crowd, and waved to them, signaling them to go through the back door.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Luo Qingyun is back!"

The old lady didn't know Luo Qingyun, but the crowd automatically gave way.

Looking at the old lady who lost her daughter, she really didn't know what to say, even though this matter had nothing to do with her.

Qiao Qiao's mother, Liu Juan, with white hair all over her head, staggered towards Luo Qingyun, and was about to hit her with her hand, "You black-hearted, give me back my daughter! Give me back my daughter!"

"I didn't, it wasn't me." Luo Qingyun wanted to explain, but Xiao Yanxing pulled her back to protect her behind her.

"They won't listen to what you say now."

Luo settled down, and insisted on stepping forward to help the old man in front of him, even though his flesh was firmly pinched by the other party's nails, he stubbornly remained silent, "Auntie, get up first, your daughter's death really has nothing to do with me , but don't worry, I will investigate this matter clearly, please give me some time."

The scratch on the arm gradually oozes blood, Liu Juan is a little stunned, if the person in front of her is really the murderer of her daughter, she doesn't need to talk to her old woman, she just said that she will investigate this matter, will it be Really?

Luo Ziyue stepped forward from the crowd and identified herself as soon as she came up.

"Old lady, don't believe her nonsense. I am Xueman's friend, and I can be regarded as Qiao Qiao's half-boss. Qiao Qiao is a very good child. It is the woman in front of you who suppresses her everywhere. She couldn't think about it for a while! This woman is very cunning, give her a little room to breathe, and she will run away."

The old lady believed Luo Ziyue's words, and stopped Luo Qingyun an inch, "You can't leave! Qiao Qiao has lost her father since she was a child! I was the one who brought me up with shit and urine, you made me a white-haired man Send the black-haired man, I will not let you go even if I am a ghost today!"

Xiao Yanxing stopped in front of Luo Qingyun, his voice was as cold as frost, "Old lady, I can understand your mood, but you have to find out who the murderer is for revenge!"

Turning his gaze to Luo Ziyue, the latter subconsciously took a step back in fright.

Luo Qingyun stepped forward to help the old lady on the ground, and said earnestly, "Get up first, the ground is cold, let's go in and talk."

"My daughter is gone, so they still care about that! You just want me to enter the house so you can control me, why don't you let me, the old woman, die here now, I won't live!"

Liu Juan cried miserably while hugging the portrait, and the surrounding crowd began to point and point at Luo Qingyun.

"This studio is doomed. Who would dare to order clothes here once someone's life is on their backs?"

"Isn't it? This is too unlucky."

"That's right, order whoever you like, anyway, I dare not."

Seeing this situation, Luo Ziyue raised her head triumphantly, that girl Qiao Qiao seemed to be of some use, it was not in vain for her to plan carefully.

Luo Qingyun asked her angrily, "Luo Ziyue, are you crazy! To cover up those nasty things you did, you sacrificed your life? You really went too far this time."

Luo Ziyue wanted to retort, but when she saw Liu Juan on the ground, she suddenly changed her mind. She took out Qiao Qiao's last Weibo and showed it to her, her voice full of regret, "Old lady, read it yourself , Qiao Qiao is like this, I am really ashamed of Qiao Qiao and you."

A woman's tears are the most sympathetic thing, as long as she cries well, people around her will definitely stand by her side.