Song WanFei's donation is also very low-key. She didn't donate a little money and began to hype wildly like those little stars. I wish the whole world knew they donated money.

She sat in the hotel and took out her laptop.

Fortunately, Yu's father sent her laptop so that she wouldn't have nothing to do.

Although the elevator in the hotel can't be used, there is electricity in the room, which is generated by the generator.

The cable of the Telecommunications Bureau has long been broken, so there is no network.

Although there is no WiFi network, the mobile phone still has a signal.

Song WanFei directly opened the hotspot of the mobile phone and connected her own hotspot with a laptop, so that she could surf the Internet smoothly.

Instead of logging into the background of the company's system with her own account, she tapped her fingers on the keyboard quickly, and a series of codes poured out from her fingertips.

Although she is the management, it does not mean that she is technically Xiaobai.

In particular, their Yu's consortium specializes in chip technology. Just the year before last, their technical team developed the latest chip, and this chip can be used not only in mobile phones, but also in computers, and even in many advanced places.

Therefore, her husband Yu Zihe was trapped abroad.

She must not let these chip technologies be stolen by foreign countries.

Especially in this troubled time, now there are domestic and foreign troubles.

And... Her eyes stared at her laptop screen, and suddenly there was a knock at the door.

After a while, she began to switch the interface and quickly turned off her computer.

After all this, she said, "who?"

"It's me, sister-in-law. I'll send you something to eat." Yu Ziqing's voice came from outside.

Song WanFei stood up, a trace of irony flashed through her eyes, and opened the door of the room.

I saw the thin man holding a bottle of water and some fast food, "sister-in-law, you must be hungry?"

Song WanFei didn't refuse him, "thank you, Ziqing."

She took the thing and closed the door of the room, completely ignoring Yu Ziqing's expression of what else she wanted to say.

Yu Ziqing looked at the closed door and a chill flashed through his eyes. Bitch, when you're proud, this time you're lucky to get out, doesn't mean you can escape the next time.

He was about to go back to his room when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps from the stairs. He thought he was other customers in the hotel.

However, what he didn't expect was that a group of police rushed out of it.

Yu Ziqing looked slightly stiff. Why are there so many policemen here?

What happened?

He pretended to go back to his room as if nothing had happened, but a policeman stopped him and took out an arrest warrant. "Mr. Yu Ziqing, right? You are involved in the murder of Yu Wenna. Please follow us."

The voice of the police is beyond question.

Yu Ziqing's thin body looks thinner and thinner. "How can it be? You've made a mistake? Yu Wenna is my cousin. We usually have a good relationship."

"Because the relationship is good, so you buy fierce?" just then, Yu Fu's voice came from behind the crowd.

He pulled away several policemen in front of him, and then walked up to Yu Ziqing, "Ziqing, I really didn't expect it to be you. What's more, I didn't expect it to be you. You even misappropriated the company's public funds. Although it's only two million, it's also public funds!"

Yu Ziqing looked at Yu Fu in shock. "What are you talking about? How could I misappropriate public funds?"

It's only two million. Can he use it?

"Comrade police, these are all evidence. This bill is stamped with Yu Ziqing's seal." Yu Fu handed a bill to the police.

"Originally, I wanted to use the company's money. It needed my daughter-in-law's seal and the seal of the chief financial officer, but this document was stamped with his seal of Yu Ziqing. Our company has a very perfect financial system. The chief financial officer can testify that he was drunk by Yu Ziqing that day, so..."

Yu Ziqing's heart almost suffocated.

"I was wronged. I didn't, I didn't misappropriate public funds."

How could there be such a document? Is that his seal? The amount on the bill is two million! How is that possible? When did he stamp this document?

All this is a conspiracy

His head was misty and almost blank.

He stared at his father with wide eyes, and the muscles on his face were trembling, "it's you, you're setting me up!"

Yu Fu shook his head helplessly, as if he was very disappointed. "I treated you as my own son since I was a child. I didn't expect you to do such a thing. I'm so disappointed."

He sighed heavily as he spoke.

The policeman put away the bill, "Yu Ziqing, you'd better leave it to the judge."

Yu Ziqing trembled with anger and turned pale.

He glared at his father's treacherous face, "you! It's you, you're hurting me! I didn't harm Wenna at all, and I didn't misappropriate public funds!"

"I am innocent, I am wronged!"

"You let go of me!"

But the police were so strong that they didn't allow him to struggle and dragged him away.

"Now the disaster is so serious that you have to make things worse and take it away!"

Yu Fu looked at his thin back coldly, and a hint of irony appeared on his lips. You time bomb, you'd better go to prison!

The day you are here, my children are threatened.

Brother, look, I've found a job for your child all my life, except for no freedom.

My uncle is still very good.

Song WanFei heard the movement outside the room clearly. She was not ready to punish Yu Ziqing. Unexpectedly, Yu Fu did it himself?

The $2 million bill was obviously written by Yu Fu. He was framing.

Yu Ziqing thinks he is very smart. In fact, in the eyes of his father, he is a clown.

You can do whatever he wants. When he doesn't want to bear you, he sends you to hell.

Song WanFei waited until Yu's father left. She was relieved. Don't be such an enemy.

She thought for a moment, called song Yan and told him about Yu Ziqing's arrest.

Song Yan was stunned. "Why did he get caught before we made a move?"

"My father-in-law did it..." song WanFei said simply, "I won't bother you. You're busy first. I'll hang up."

"OK."

The rescue site at this time.

Song Yan also hung up the phone. It happened that ye wearily left and Xie Jinyan also came in a kayak.

When several people got together, ye wearily left and Jin Chihe saw that Bo Xingzhi was wet all over, and immediately had an inexplicable peace of mind.

Ye wearily saw him and song Yan, but he didn't see Ruan Su after glancing around. "Ah Zhi, where's Xiaosu? Where is she?"

His tone was very anxious.

Bo Xingzhi's voice was hoarse and a little tired. "She saved people in the hospital."

"Thank God, thank God, that's good, that's good. As long as she's okay." Ye Fan is a little red from her eyes.

Jin Chihe patted him on the shoulder, "Oh, when did you care so much about Xiao Su?"

"Don't you care? She's my niece." Ye wearily whispered.

"What did you say?" Jin Chihe said again.

"Nothing." Ye wearily shook his head.

After another day of rescue at the scene, everyone returned to Jiangsong villa in the evening.

Fortunately, the villa is large enough and there are many guest rooms.

Although the villa area was also flooded by the flood and there was water everywhere, the property was done fairly well. The entrance of the underground garage was blocked high with sandbags, and the rain did not rush in to submerge the car.

After all, the people living here are either rich or expensive, and most of the cars are luxury cars.

If flooded, the loss

Although there is still some ponding, the good thing is that you can get in and out.

As soon as the housekeeper saw several people wet all over, he suddenly burst into tears, "young master, you can come back. I can't eat well and sleep well at home these days. I'm worried about you..."

He looked around and said in surprise, "what about your wife? Why didn't you come back?"

Bo Xingzhi was in no mood to comfort him, but he replied, "in the hospital, come back soon."

Then he asked Ye Fan to leave them, "go upstairs and take a bath in the guest room. Song Yan, prepare some clean new clothes. I have them in my wardrobe."

Song Yan nodded, "please upstairs."

About ten minutes later, Ruan Su also came back. Jiang Xinyu sent her back.

Her face was pale, but in just two or three days, she looked much less, and the apricot eyes on her palm sized little face looked more and more beautiful.

"Madam, you're back..." the housekeeper's uncle looked very excited. "Hurry to take a hot bath, drink a bowl of hot porridge and have a good rest."

Ruan Su nodded and immediately went upstairs to her room.

In the bathroom, Bo Xingzhi was taking a bath. Ruan Su pushed the door in and heard a burst of water.

Her clothes were very dirty and smelled like a whoosh. She took off her clothes, threw them into the trash can, and then opened the bathroom door directly.

The door was suddenly opened from the outside. Bo Xingzhi frowned slightly and saw the woman coming towards him.

The woman's proportion is perfect, her skin is white, and her face is tired.

She came and plunged into the bathtub. She whispered, "I'm so tired."

Bo Xingzhi felt distressed at the bottom of his heart. As soon as he extended his long arm, he circled her in his arms. His voice was low and dull, "I'll wash it for you?"

Ruan Su nodded, "OK."

She lay on his chest, felt the man's big palm painted some shower gel, then painted it on her, and took the shower flower to slide back and forth.

When Bo Xingzhi washed it for her, he looked down and saw that Zhang Qingli's face had closed her eyes and fell asleep.