I heard you are getting a divorce

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Yan Mingzhuo wanted to say something again, but the door was slammed shut.

Stepping back to the window, this place turned out to be the first floor.Opening the window easily, he was wearing a thin shirt and was shivered by a gust of cold wind.

The door rang soon, and a servant in his fifties came in with a bowl of noodles: "Sir, please eat."

Yan Mingzhuo glanced at the noodles with a lot of ingredients: "Put it there."

When the servant left, Yan Mingzhuo gently opened the window, stepped on the sofa, climbed up the window and jumped out. This place is not a single-family villa, but more like a manor. He bent over and walked carefully along the wall.

Why is this broken house so long...

Yan Mingzhuo turned a corner, and before he straightened up, there was an extra pair of shoes in front of him.

"You'll be frozen to death before you find a place to go out. If the bodyguards on the night watch halfway think you're a thief, you'll die right away."

Tinger crossed his arms around his chest, put on a black coat, and looked at Yan Mingzhuo leisurely.

Yan Mingzhuo stood up straight, breathed on his hands: "I... watch and watch."

Tinger turned his head and ordered: "Go and get some warm clothes, we will take this gentleman for a stroll around the manor."

Yan Mingzhuopi smiled bluntly: "Hehe, no need, it's too late, I'll go back to sleep now."

"Go to the main entrance, can you crawl back?"

Tinger sent the person back again and saw the untouched noodles: "Eat it at ease, if I wanted to kill you, I would have killed you long ago. I took all the trouble to bring you back, not for You put some medicine to kill you."

When Tinger went out, he gently ordered his servants: "The windows and doors are all secured, don't let anyone escape."

"Don't worry, Young Master, he won't be able to escape."

The warm air in the room warmed Yan Mingzhuo's body. He rubbed his arms and felt that Tinger's words made sense.So I sat on the sofa and ate more than half a bowl of noodles, which tasted pretty good.

Yan Mingzhuo washed his face, lay down on the super-sized bed, and rolled over, his mind gradually calmed down, and his clever IQ took over the high ground again, he should have just directed Tinger's...

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Qin Huai and Han Siyu were monitoring near the bar, and the subordinates sent out to investigate called back: "Boss, we found a car accident, two dead and one injured..."

When Qin Huai and Han Siyu arrived, the two corpses had already been covered with white cloth, and a person lying on a bed with his head and arms wrapped in gauze was crying, "Brother...Brother...Why did you leave..."

Han Siyu gritted his teeth and went to lift the white cloth. The person lying on the bed had been burned by the high temperature of the vehicle explosion and could not be seen. The remains of a white shirt and black slacks were still hanging on his body.

Han Siyu stood there with shock and disbelief pouring out of his pupils.

His fingers curled up, the position of his left chest seemed to have collapsed, and his breathing was a little short.

Han Siyu threw down the white cloth in his hand, ran over and picked up the collar of the crying man, dragged him off the bed, pointed at the bed through gritted teeth and asked, "Who is this man?"

The man was taken aback, and was also shocked by the man's strange eyes and fierce demeanor: "No... I don't know him, I came from a bar on Berlin Road..."

They belonged to a partnership to commit the crime, one was in charge of responding, and the other brought out the unconscious young man who had been drinking from the bar.

As soon as he heard that a nerve in the bar Han Siyu's brain was severed, he didn't wait for the man to finish speaking, he swung his fist, pinned the man to the ground and kicked him until he was beaten Crying for mercy.

Could Yan Mingzhuo have just died like this?

Yan Mingzhuo may never appear in this world, but in his mobile phone, there is not even a serious photo of Yan Mingzhuo, let alone a group photo.

The person who embraced him and loved him with all his heart may have died and will never appear in front of him again. Only then did he feel unprecedented regret, and the vacancy in his chest could not be filled.

"Brother! Please spare me! We are doing this for the first time. We didn't know that this kind of thing would happen. If we knew that something would happen, we would directly open a house nearby! You go and beat the drunk driver who hit our car! "

When Han Siyu heard that he was going to take Yan Mingzhuo to a room, his fists became more ruthless.

Qin Huai was calmer than him, first asked how long it took to confirm the identity of the deceased, and when he came back, Han Siyu had already made a move.

Seeing that Han Siyu was about to beat someone to death, he quickly frowned to stop Han Siyu's movement. He grabbed Han Siyu and said, "I haven't confirmed the identity of the deceased yet. I know I'm going to cry when I die. What the hell are you doing?" ?”

Han Siyu raised his head and his expression was fixed. He wiped his face, only to realize that tears were streaming down his face, and his voice was still calm: "They should have fought."

Han Siyu stopped his fist and shook off Qin Huai's hand, straightened up and went out with a murderous look, he couldn't look directly at the person lying on the bed.

Qin Huai followed and came out: "The driver of the car involved in the accident was driving drunk and almost passed out from drinking. Two lives have already been taken away, and he can't escape after being shot."

The authority has confirmed the identity of the deceased, it was not Yan Mingzhuo, but an innocent passerby who came to the bar for entertainment and was picked up by someone.

When Lin Chuan finally locked the vehicle that might take Yan Mingzhuo away, Han Siyu's cell phone rang.

He took it, and Tinger's voice with a smile came over very gently: "I heard that Bertram's head family went to find his ex-husband, and I am also curious about what kind of person this ex-husband will be. Until I found out that that person is called Yan Mingzhuo, he used to be a dancer in a bar, and the number of lovers on the bed is countless."

"No wonder Katie won't allow you to bring him into the house..."

Han Siyu squinted his eyes halfway, and his tone was completely affirmative without any doubt: "It's you."

Tinger smiled: "What am I?"

"You took Yan Mingzhuo away?"

Han Siyu's voice was sullen, and the veins of his clenched fists were bulging. Yan Mingzhuo was definitely safe in Tinger's hands, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Huai also looked over upon hearing the sound.

Tinger was sitting on the bed, with a cigarette between his fingers: "Don't you already want him? Since you don't want him...should you give it to someone else? Besides, he has slept with so many people anyway, It shouldn't be a big deal if I have one more."

"You can see that he dances so well, he must be very flexible, right?"

Tinger stepped forward step by step to try Han Siyu's bottom line.

Han Siyu was already enraged: "Tinger, you dare to touch him."

Tinger suddenly felt that he made the right decision to bring Yan Mingzhuo back.

"The man is in my hands, I dare to touch him, what can you do?"