Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION
He lanjin stood up and picked up the phone. She was silent for a long time.
âokay, Iâll be right there, â he lanjin said.
The police station called and said that someone wanted to sue her for intentional injury. They asked her to go to the police station immediately. He lanjin was also confused. She did not do anything to hurt anyone.
At the thought of this, she took her phone and quietly walked out.
The moment she closed the door, Qiao Hanye stood up and said in a low voice, âsorry, I have to go out for a while. â
âYouâre not going to play anymore? No, letâs play another round. â Qin Nanâs eyes were red from losing. She hurriedly blocked Qiao Hanyeâs figure and a figure flashed in.
Nan Feng stood there and asked in a low voice, âyoung master, what do you want me to do? â
âPlay Mahjong with them. Iâll be back in a moment, â Qiao Hanye said in a low voice.
Qin Nan saw Nan Feng and felt a chill on her back. She lifted her foot and was about to open the door when Nan Feng reached out and grabbed her. He threw her back to her seat and said, âplay. â
â...âQin Nan felt like her butt was split open by his throw.
He looked at Nan Feng with a bitter face. He regretted blocking Qiao Hanye. If he had known earlier that he would call Nan Feng over, he would not have said anything even if he opened the door.
At this moment, he lanjin went downstairs to get her coat. She found that Qiao Hanye had also come down.
âHanye, why did you come down? â He lanjin asked.
He walked forward, picked up his coat and put it on. He said in a low voice, âIâll accompany you out. â
âThatâs fine. â She thought about it and did not refuse. He took the umbrella and walked out with her. The snow on the ground was a little thick, and her shoes almost sank when she stepped on it.
Qiao Hanye reached out and hugged her. He effortlessly walked out, opened the car door, and put her in.
âwhere are you going? â Qiao Hanye went around to the driverâs seat, put away the umbrella, and asked.
âThe police station, â He Lanjin said. She rubbed her hands, put them to her mouth, and breathed to warm herself up. She said in a low voice, âsome people are accusing me of intentional injury. Iâll go and take a look. â
âokay, â Qiao Hanye answered, and drove to the police station.
When he stopped the car, she quickly walked inside. When she saw Lu Zhichengâs figure, she was a bit surprised, but she didnât intend to greet him, so she directly walked in.
âMiss He, â Lu Zhicheng called out to her.
He lanjin stopped and looked back with a faint smile. She asked politely, âLu, whatâs the matter? â
âMy sonâs wedding tomorrow. I hope you can come, â Lu Zhicheng said.
âOf course. â He lanjin laughed softly and then said, âcongratulations, Lu. â
After she said that, she walked in. Lu Zhicheng stood there, his smile gradually restrained. He said, âI was afraid that you wouldnât come. â
âLu. â The bodyguard stood there, waiting for a long time.
âLetâs go, â Lu Zhicheng said. When he turned around, he saw Qiao Hanye wearing a black coat, holding an umbrella and walking over. He stood in the cold wind, looking at him coldly.
When Lu Zhicheng saw Qiao Hanyeâs figure, the document bag he was carrying fell to the ground.
The document bag fell and rolled to Qiao Hanyeâs feet. Lu Zhichengâs black eyes widened as he watched Qiao Hanye walk towards him with heavy steps.
âYou, you are? â Lu Zhicheng asked silently.
When Qiao Hanye walked past him, he stopped and looked at him coldly. Without saying anything, he strode towards the police station.
âCEO Lu. â The bodyguard saw that he lost his composure and hurriedly picked up the document bag to wipe it clean before handing it to him.
Lu Zhichan stood there and looked at Qiao Hanyeâs figure that was exuding the aura of a king. He asked in a low voice, âwho is this person? â
âThis... I donât know him, â the bodyguard said in a low voice.
He knew all the important people in Jiang city, but he really didnât know Qiao Hanye.
âI heard that he is... miss heâs Gigolo, â the bodyguard said in a low voice.