Chapter 133

"No sign, no sign! Lawyer Wang, bring me the agreement and pen! " Mr. Gu is holding Bai Qingyan's wrist.

The white wrist has been pinched out with red marks.

"Help..." Bai Qingyan roared out.

It's just that the people outside have been accepted by Mr. Gu, and no one will come to help her.

White light Yan can only cry for help, dare not struggle too hard.

No matter what Mr. Gu does, he is the father of Gu Yezhi. He is so old that Bai Qingyan is afraid that if she struggles, he will come out.

So he watched Mr. Gu grasp her hand and let her hold the pen. His thin hand took her hand and signed the name on the document.

Because Bai Qingyan doesn't cooperate, the words on it are crooked.

But Gu was still very satisfied. Looking at the contract, he was relieved: "well, little girl, you have nothing to do with Yezhi and Gu family!"

"No! You coerced me into signing it. The agreement doesn't count! " White light Yan red eyes way.

"Hum!" Gu ignored her at all.

He gave the contract to Lawyer Wang.

Lawyer Wang handed the crutch to him, but he couldn't bear to look at Bai Qingyan. In the end, he helped Mr. Gu out.

"Dong!"

Bai Qingyan is sitting on the floor. She looks at her right hand. Her wrist is red. There are red marks on the back of her hand. Her fingers are trembling.

She just signed the divorce agreement?

No!

It doesn't count!

Don't leave Gu Yezhi when she dies!

But why did he sign?

Did he not want her?

White light Yan's small face buried in the knee, some messy hair down, covering all emotions.

Bai Qingyan sat on the ground for a long time. She stood up and opened the door. There was a policeman standing outside.

"I want to see Gu Yezhi!"

"Sorry, Miss Bai, it's past visiting time."

"How could..."

Bai Qingyan bit her lips.

"Bang!"

As soon as she closed the door, she leaned against it, her eyes getting confused.

"It must be the old man who won't let me see ye Zhi..."

"Yezhi, don't you want me?"

"Ye Zhi..."

She murmured.

-

Gu Yezhi has no idea of all this, and he is still staring at the surveillance screen.

At eleven o'clock, Anshu and Hua Mingjun came.

"Mr. Gu, what's the matter?" Anshu asked anxiously.

Gu Yizhi shakes his head. The blue light of the computer reflects on his beautiful face. He can see a few strands of fatigue and red blood in his eyes.

Hua Mingjun patted him on the shoulder: "you rest for a while, I'll watch."

"I'll see for myself!" Gu Yezhi insisted.

Anshu saw that he was very tired. She said, "Mr. Gu, take a rest. Mr. Hua and I will watch for you. You are so tired. If you go to pick up Yan Yan tomorrow, she will be in a bad state of mind. Yan Yan will be distressed."

The last sentence hits the softest part of Gu Ye's heart. He just moves when he is staring at the computer screen.

"Go ahead." Hua Mingjun patted him on the shoulder.

Gu Yizhi stands up and says something. He goes back to the rest room.

Hua Mingjun sits down on the boss's chair. Anshu moves a stool and sits beside him. They are both staring at the screen.

"Can we find the killer tonight? I'm so worried about Yan Yan. "

Hua Mingjun listened to the sweet soft voice and said, "you must sing very well."

"Well?" Anshu looked at him suspiciously, and his eyes immediately turned back to the screen, "I'm a singer."

Hua Mingjun took a deep look at her, no more words, also seriously looking at the screen.

-

in the rest room, Gu Yizhi is lying on a big soft bed. Bai Qingyan has slept in this bed. He seems to be able to smell the smell of a little woman on the quilt.

But it's an illusion.

The quilt is changed every day.

Gu Yezhi takes out his mobile phone and opens the photo album, which is full of photos of Bai Qingyan.

If Bai Qingyan has the habit of turning over his mobile phone, he may have known that the person he loves in his heart has always been her.

Gu Yizhi casually opens a photo. The girl in the photo has a bright smile and curved eyebrows.

Gu Yezhi seems to be infected, and the corners of his lips are touching up. He can't help laughing at the thought that she was so happy when she knew he loved her last night.

I miss her so much.

"Wife..."

Gu Yizhi sticks his mobile phone in his arms and slowly closes his eyes.

He's really tired.

—Three in the morning.

The night is getting thicker and thicker, and there is no one at the scene of Anan's condolence. The lights are bright, but there is no sound.

"Da, Da, Da."

In the dark, the sound of high-heeled shoes on the floor is very abrupt, and the petite woman takes off her shoes and holds them in her hand.

She looked left and right to make sure there was no one. Then she went in.

She was wearing a black skirt, her soft black hair was scattered, her bangs were scattered by the night wind, and her face was wearing a black mask, and her big eyes were alert and uneasy.

She went to the mourning hall of Anan and looked at the silent Anan lying in it. She felt cold all over and could not help shrinking her neck.

She squatted on the ground, put down the bag in her hand, and took out a lot of money and gold paper from it.

She lit the gold paper with guilt in her eyes.

Sparks red her eyes, she muttered: "Anan, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to kill you!"

"You're down like this. Bai Qingyan is wrong. Now she's in prison. It's estimated that she'll be tried in a few days. Then she'll be executed. She'll be buried with you. Rest in peace. Don't come to me! I really didn't mean it

"Anan, don't give me your dream. I dreamed about you last night! I'm really scared! I didn't mean it! If it wasn't for you to hold on to me, I wouldn't... "

"Not what?" A cold female voice came from behind.

"Ah --" the woman screamed, knocked over the brazier, sat down on the ground and looked at the person in horror.

It's Qi LAN.

She immediately stamped out the burning brazier and turned her eyes to the woman: "turn yourself in!"

The woman suddenly recovered. Her heart was almost out of her throat. She got up and started running.

"Ah -"

she bumped into a hard body and fell down. The mask on her face fell off, revealing her pure face.

This face, which often appears on the big screen, is Song Xin, the representative of the pure jade girl of Z country.

"Song Xin! Don't be stubborn! Turn yourself in Qi LAN looks at Song Xin coldly.

From Song Xin carefully carrying shoes into the time, Qi LAN knew it was her.

She took Song Xin for several years. Naturally, she was familiar with her walking posture. Although Song Xin was much thinner now, she recognized it at a glance.

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