V2.Chapter 65

It was the next morning when I came out of the police station.

Although the early morning wind is still a little cool, but fortunately the air is still good, Wang Fan's mood is not so bad.

Xiangche, beauties and his fans are waiting for him at the gate of the police station in H city. Of course, there are flowers and sweet kisses from beauties.

If it's not for Cai Chang with a gloomy face behind him, it might be easy to think of the appearance of a big star.

"Officer Cai, let's send it here. Thank you for your care. I will be sure to..."

Cai Chang, who followed Wang Fan with a gloomy face, interrupted him and said, "do you want to return all the money?"

"What else?" Wang Fan hands a stand, is arrogant smile.

"Try it! Next time you don't have to be so lucky! " Cai Chang said fiercely.

Holding Tong Jiahui in his arms, Wang Fan smiles at Cai Chang, looks scornfully across his face, and turns to the luxury car on the side of the road.

As the car was driving on the road, ah Qi looked at Wang fan through the rear-view mirror and said with no expression: "this time, in order to save you, the eldest lady used a lot of connections and specially took over the boss's lawyer team."

Knowing that ah Qi said this, he wanted to express himself to Tong Jiahui, so Wang Fan didn't mind his attitude.

Looking down at Tong Jiahui nestled in her arms, Wang Fan whispered in her ear, "thank you."

"As long as you are good, everything is good." Like a cat drilling in Wang Fan's arms, Tong Jiahui has no domineering leakage, the rest is only gentle and sweet.

"I want to pay tribute to Nang." Wang Fan hugged Tong Jiahui in his arms and said to ah Qi who was driving.

"Good!" Ah Qi focused on the situation on the road, and didn't look back at the two people behind him. Maybe he didn't want to see their sweetness.

Love is like an unsolved mystery. Many people say that they have seen the appearance of love, but they don't know that in other people's eyes, love has another appearance.

But love is something that belongs to two people, so other people's opinions or opinions are not so important!

Nange's graveyard is not far away from madman, which Wang Fan specially selected for him.

People like to get together when they are alive, and they should be closer when they are dead, which is a comfort for the living.

Three cigarettes were lit, Wang Fan paid a visit to the bun, and Liu Pangzi behind him handed over a bottle of Baijiu. Wang Fan took the bottle and sprinkled half a bottle in front of the brother's brother's grave.

"I want to have a word with Nange. Go to the car and wait for me." Wang Fan looked at the people who had worshiped brother Nan behind him, and said to them with a gloomy look.

Knowing that Wang Fan wants to be quiet and alone, Liu pangzi greets all the people to leave, but Tong Jiahui doesn't leave. Of course, she won't leave Wang Fan alone.

After so many experiences, Tong Jiahui already has a kind of dependence on him, which is a pure spiritual need. Even if Wang Fan sits there without saying a word, Tong Jiahui can feel his inner peace.

A cigarette was pulled out of the cigarette box and a large Baijiu was drunk in the bottle. Wang Fan sat beside the tombstone of Nago brother and stretched out his hand and opened the collar of his shirt.

Accustomed to freedom, he can't bear any bondage when there is no outsider, even if it's a soft shirt.

"Everything is fine. Don't be sad." Tong Jiahui sat next to Wang Fan and whispered in his ear.

Stretching out his arm, he smiles at Tong Jiahui and puts her body in his arms. Wang Fan sighs and asks, "did you watch brother Nan buried?"

"Well, my sister-in-law is very sad. I've been with her all the time." Tong Jiahui leans her head on Wang Fan's shoulder and recalls the scene when brother Nan was buried.

"Hard for you! I'm sorry to have to worry about me and comfort others. " Wang Fan's hand crossed Tong Jiahui's cheek and stroked her hair.

The fragrance of hair comes into Wang Fan's breath with the air. He feels the comfort brought by Tong Jiahui and enjoys the love that only belongs to him.

The clever Tong Jiahui looked into Wang Fan's eyes and said in a very light voice, "you should deal with the matter of Chen Yaoxing. The police didn't find him this time, but they will never stop."

"Don't worry, I've already arranged it! No one will find that old fox Wang Fan looked at the distant scenery and said to Tong Jiahui in a relaxed tone.

"That's good. I'm most worried about your accident. Other things don't matter to me." Hearing Wang Fan's reply, Tong Jiahui smiles with satisfaction.

The so-called see you, everything is inferior.

Maybe it's Tong Jiahui's present state of mind!

In this world, except for Wang Fan, other things are no longer important to her. In other words, there is only one Wang Fan in her world, and there has never been anything else.

The wind in the cemetery is a little cool, especially in the early morning.

A gust of wind, Tong Jiahui tightly body, to Wang Fan's body and closer, beautiful eyelashes blinked a few times, looked at a face of contemplative Wang Fan, she asked: "Dad want you to go back with me."

"Do you want to start a crime?" When Wang Fan spoke, he took a look at Tong Jiahui's belly and showed a bad smile on his face.

"He didn't believe me at all. You don't have to worry." Tong Jiahui said to Wang Fan with a bitter smile.

"What does he want to see me for? Do you want to do business with me? " Wang Fan some doubts ask.

"I told my father about you. Blind man also talked to my father on the phone. They all hope you can go to Hengtai group to develop and work for our family." Tong Jiahui's face was excited when she spoke, and her eyes were full of expectation when she looked at Wang Fan.

Looking down at Tong Jiahui, Wang fan can't bear to make her sad, but he has to refuse her kindness.

Maybe this is a great opportunity in other people's eyes, but in Wang Fan's eyes, it is a question that can't be answered.

It seems that seeing Wang Fan's dilemma, Tong Jiahui carefully asked: "are you worried that they say you eat soft food?"

"Will your father help you raise a white face?" Wang Fan asked.

"What are you worried about? Wang Fan, this is an opportunity. Hengtai group is definitely a platform for you to succeed. Even the blind Master supports you in the past. " Lest Wang Fan miss this opportunity, Tong Jiahui tries her best to persuade him, and even moves out the blind master whom Wang Fan respects most.

Dare not look at Tong Jiahui again, Wang Fan looked into the distance, he said like a Dreamer: "I can't bear those people in Liu village, and I can't bear the brothers of Sihai gang."

Breaking free from Wang Fan's arms, Tong Jiahui said with a disappointed face: "you can't forget her, that policewoman!"