For the question of Hua yeshen, there were so many people at the scene, but no one spoke.

Everyone is thinking.

Just because Hua yeshen was right, when they thought Li Nanfang was "making a mountain out of a molehill", they didn't put it in the right place to consider it.

They are used to thinking about their own interests with the unique and selfish mentality of the nobility.

After the night God gave everyone half a minute to think about it, he asked Li Nanfang, "Li Nanfang, can you tell me what's the relationship between you and this lady?"

Li Nanfang thought about it and answered, "if we see injustice, we can't help each other."

"All right."

"Well, I said."

Li Nanfang realized something from Hua yeshen's simple answer. He just wanted to say it, but he looked down at Jiang Muran: "I think it's better for you to tell what the relationship is."

Jiang Muran's slender neck, big arteries under the drum.

It's a sign of tension.

She's just an ordinary woman. She has become the fuse of the opposition between the two classes. She has seen with her own eyes what she usually dares not think. She has begun to doubt whether there is fairness in the world.

She was afraid and at a loss.

Li Nanfang, however, now asks her to come forward and tell this superior group the relationship between them.

What should she say?

lover?

Or friends?

Maybe a lover.

Just as Jiang Muran's eyebrows kept beating, Li Nanfang coughed softly.

He saw that Jiang Muran was frightened. Now he was in a state of confusion. It would be difficult for him to ask her to say anything.

Let me talk about it.

This sentence, in Li NanFang's voice rolling, Jiang Muran suddenly said: "I say!"

She was almost exhausted the whole body strength, just said these two words, the voice hoarse fierce.

But what she said next was clear enough that everyone on the scene could understand what she was saying: "in July, I met Li Nanfang and had a close relationship with him. Later, I was transferred to work in Beijing. I've never worn high heels in these months. "

When she talked about high heels, the big guys subconsciously looked at her feet.

She had only one shoe on her foot.

high-heeled shoes.

Another shoe, when being bullied and struggling by Lin Kangbai, didn't know where to kick.

People wonder, aren't you wearing this? Besides, what does it matter whether you wear high heels or not?

"But in my unit's locker room, there are these high heels."

Jiang silently lowered his head and looked at the sexy little high heel on his left foot. His voice was full of happiness: "almost all colleagues who know me know the existence of these shoes. I know that I don't wear these shoes because I'm waiting for a man to come to me. Only when he appears before and after my face, can I put on these shoes and show him the charm of my woman. "

She looked up at Li Nanfang, full of tenderness: "I thought I would never wait for him in my life. God, I'll see you later. "

She's finished.

She did not explain her relationship with Li Nanfang.

But everyone at the scene knows what their relationship is.

It's a beautiful, romantic story that can be written into a novel.

After a sexy young woman left her lover and came to Beijing to fight alone, she thought about her lover day and night, hoping that one day he would show up.

If he doesn't show up, a young woman will never wear high heels to show her sexy charm.

She's sexy, just for a man.

This man is Li Nanfang, not Lin Kangbai.

Li Nanfang also looked down at her and did not care that there were so many people at the scene. He raised his hand to gently wipe the tears on the woman's face.

There is a slight whimper, emotional pony, by Dr. Jiang's romantic love, moved to cry.

Li Nanfang laughed, looked up at Hua yeshen and asked, "can you be satisfied with her answer?"

Who is not satisfied?

Apart from the Lin family, no one would say they are not satisfied.

After learning the truth, everyone pitied Jiang Muran and hated the Lin family.

Mrs. Lin has awoke long, Lin Yiting released Helan Fusu, ran to help her up, old lady Lin said: "I'm not satisfied. Ha ha, a pair of adulterers and prostitutes from the bottom. Do you really think you can make waves in China if you are covered by the night God of flowers? "

The old woman began to rely on her elders again.

Why isn't she pissed off?

In many people's hearts, they scold like this.

Li Nanfang frowned and looked at old lady Lin with a look of regret.

He regretted that just now, how could he let the old woman almost smash it with the dragon's head and crutch like a fool?

It's true that his teacher's mother taught him to respect the old and love the young, but it should not include the old lady Lin's disrespect for the old.

Looking at Li Nanfang, Hua yeshen said faintly: "of course, he has no ability to make waves in China. Because no one can lift it. Mrs. Lin, you can't either. "

Old lady Lin, like a night owl, giggled: "really?"

"I can promise."

"What guarantee do you have? Because you're a flower night God? "

"That's it."

Hua yeshen shook his head, half turned around and ordered the projector held by Secretary Bai: "before I came here, I had ordered people to copy several copies of the truth of this incident and send them to the official websites of many units. Among them are the Commission for Discipline Inspection, the supreme Security Bureau, and the activity center for veteran cadres. "

Old lady Lin's muddy old eyes suddenly shrank.

Duan Chu Huang and others also called in the heart, what a powerful flower night God!

Old lady Lin's position is invincible in China, but she is also a person after all.

Every man should act according to the rules set by him.

Old lady Lin, a person of high status, is of no use to her.

But what about the law?

No one is a God before the law.

If huayeshen dares to offend her, he has a reason to offend her.

Seeing that the old lady was afraid at last, Hua yeshen said softly with a smile, "old lady Lin, if I were you, I would reflect on it. In these years of living, relying on your own detached identity, you have done many unfair things. Yes, everyone respects you. But I believe that more people are looking forward to your early death. "

"The longer you live, the more annoying you are."

Flower night God smile more and more beautiful, said the words, but more and more poison: "to make a metaphor, you are now the stone in the pit, smelly and hard. Hehe, I can guarantee that if you are angry with me now, there will be firecrackers outside

"You, you"

Old lady Lin was shaking and couldn't stand. She was staggering and wanted to collapse on the ground, but no one helped her.

Even Li Nanfang, who respects the old and loves the young, is indifferent.

"If you don't want to be angry, go away."

Flower night God face smile a close, cold scold way.

No one has ever dared to scold old lady Lin like this.

She is the shoulder of the aristocratic group. If you can't respect her, who dares to scold her?

But after listening to Hua yeshen and scolding her coldly, they all felt as if they had drunk a cold drink in the dog days.

She said something that we didn't dare to say.

"Well. Let's go, old lady. "

Helan Fusu, who is still married to the Lin family, sighs and goes to old lady Lin. as soon as she holds her arm, she closes her eyes and falls into his arms.

Finally, someone was willing to come and help her. She pretended to be unconscious and then had the face to leave.

No one broke her down.

Everyone hopes that she can leave "respectably". After all, it's the responsibility of the group. No matter how annoying it is, it's still necessary to save some face for her.

Helan Fusu looked at huayeshen, with the meaning of consultation in his eyes.

She said just now that no one is allowed to leave without her permission, otherwise, don't blame her.

Helan Fusu knows very well that he is already a part of "anyone" in her heart after he is engaged to Lin Yiting. If she wants to leave, of course, she has to give her permission.

But Hua yeshen didn't look at him. He turned and looked at Duan chuhuang and others. He said in a soft voice: "sorry, everyone. It's all the club's fault. We didn't control the incident in a controllable range in time, which wasted your precious time. "

Duan chuhuang and others didn't speak, just shook their heads.

"Please help yourself, ladies and gentlemen. It's at home - I can only express my deep apology in this way. "

Huayeshen put his hands on his waist and gave everyone a full blessing. Then he turned and walked into the elevator.

So she left.

Helan Fusu lowered his head, almost holding old lady Lin in one hand, and went to another elevator door.

Lin Yiting, who helped Mrs. Lin, quickly followed up.

From Helan Fusu's action to take care of old lady Lin, she saw the hope that she could be re accepted by Fusu's brother.

Huayeshen, the Lin family are gone. What are you doing here?

We have to rush home as soon as possible, gather the core members of the family, tell them what happened tonight in the most detail, and then judge what changes will happen to the top management of Huaxia.

As for Li Nanfang, one of the parties, no one would pay attention to him except Mrs. Jing Hong and crown prince Duan.

You can be moved by Jiang Muran's romantic love story, but the story is a story after all, which is far from the things worried by the noble group.

Duan chuhuang came over and patted Li Nanfang on the shoulder. Then he looked at Jiang Muran and said in a low voice, "if she wants to transfer her job, she can go to Chuncheng."

Although Jiang Muran is the absolute victim of this incident, the Lin family who suffered a great loss will never let her go.

Therefore, crown prince Duan proposed to transfer her to Chuncheng.

Chuncheng is the territory of Duan family in Dali. No matter how long the Lin family's hand is, they dare not go there to make trouble.

This is the release of goodwill by the crown prince. He is more and more interested in Li Nanfang because of the attitude of Hua yeshen just now.

Without waiting for Li Nanfang to say anything, Mrs. Jinghong said, "thank you, Duan Shao. She doesn't have to go. If the couple in my family can't even guarantee the personal safety of a victim, then he doesn't have to sit in that position any more. "

On hearing this, Duan chuhuang immediately put his hands in his fists: "aunt Jinghong, it's just that I've outdone myself. Say hello to director Jing Hong for me. I'll visit him when I'm free. "

This man is really smart. After Wang Zihan, who represents Jing Hongming, made his statement, he immediately knew what to do.

Without procrastination, with a few polite words, he left with his own people.

"If you have a chance, get close to Xiaoduan."

Jinghong's wife appreciated Duan's style of acting. After seeing him leave, she whispered to Li Nanfang.

Li Nanfang nodded, but did not speak.

"I'll take her with me."

Mrs. Jinghong reached out and took Jiang Muran's hand: "tonight, your uncle Jinghong may have to work all night. I have no one to accompany me at home. What do you think? "