Chapter 707： It’s fine if your hands are dirty

"Ye Mingmei said that the Ye family would suddenly target you. She asked Ye Zhanxing to do it. I was so angry that I rewarded her with a cup of iced coffee. However, I deliberately picked out the blind spots that were not monitored. Also, the coffee cup was on the paper cup. No my fingerprints."

She studies the Fa, knowing that she must protect herself by teaching bad people.

"……"

"Shan Hanjie, did I cause you trouble again? I'm sorry..."

I haven't heard his voice for a long time, Qin Youxuan thought he was angry.

"Ye Zhanxing is not necessarily aimed at me. I will explain this matter more slowly. As for Ye Mingmei, I will spill it when I splash it. It's not too dirty for my hands." Shan Hanjie's voice seemed very cool and brisk. The voice seemed to be an appreciation for Qin Youxuan.

Qin Youxuan can even imagine the action of raising his eyebrows.

"You didn't know that I spilled Ye Mingmei's coffee, why did you call me suddenly?" Qin Youxuan came back and forth and asked.

She just left his office.

The phone was silent for a while, "Something happened to Jiang Jinchen..."

"What did you say?" Qin Youxuan grasped the phone tightly, "The driver turns around, hurry, and go back to the consortium!"

……

F city.

Jiang Family Mansion.

A very simple courtyard house.

The white courtyard wall is thickly painted, which looks like a layer of snow from a distance.

In the yard, there are several big locust trees that are old and old. The green branches and leaves stretch out from the yard wall and sway in the wind.

The contrast of white and green makes this place look quiet and distant without losing vitality.

Political people are very low-key.

Even if the Jiang family is famous for a while because of Jiang Jinchen, in the eyes of outsiders, it is still a big family with a high profile.

Jiang Jinchen’s father is cautious as an official. The Jiang family’s mansion does not even look grandiose than the mansion of a small family.

Outside the courtyard, there are only two sentinels.

But as soon as you step through this door, there is something else inside.

Three steps and one guard, five steps and one guard, make the entire old military district compound become solemn and solemn.

It is impossible for anyone to walk into the house without disturbing anyone.

"Are anyone awake?"

A middle-aged man stepped out of the car, stepped towards the second floor.

A casual outfit does not affect the iron-blooded military spirit on his body, and every step carries an awe-inspiring aura.

walked to a guarded door on the second floor and stopped.

Someone next to    has already responded first, “Chief, the third master is awake, but still refuses to eat. The doctor said, if this continues, even the nutrition needle will not work.”

"Open the door."

Jiang Hao Yan raised his head slightly to indicate that the guards on both sides immediately opened the door lock respectfully and opened the door.

Jiang Hao Yan reached out his hand and took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and handed it to the assistant next to him, "All are guarded outside, don't let anyone in."

"Yes."

The huge room is divided into two parts.

Close to the door is a small living room, and a little further in, is a connected small study room, and the other part is the bedroom.

Jiang Jinchen was lying on the bed at this moment, wearing a blue and white medical gown, his hands and feet were restrained, and he could only lie down, unable to move.

On the handsome face, there is no trace of blood in the pale.

Seeing Jiang Haoyan walk in, her narrow peach eyes narrowed, turning her head in resentment.

"This is your attitude towards your father!" Jiang Haoyan sank, shouting displeased.

"Which father will push his own son to death? My dear father." Jiang Jinchen sneered, his eyes full of mockery.