The comments on the Internet were out of control, but Xu stayed in the villa one by one, and those people just scolded fiercely on the Internet.
After learning that Yang Qingwen had a younger brother in school, Mo Ziyan secretly supported him and wanted him to finish his studies, which was his contribution to the dead.
And let people with intentional injury crime, will Jiang Yue sent to prison.
In fact, the wound on Xu Yiyi's body is too small to constitute a crime of injury.
So assistant Wang had a good chat with the police for a while, and finally let Jiang Yue stay in prison for half a month on this charge.
But this time is enough. After all, life in prison is not so easy, especially after they say hello.
"President, Jiang Yue has been urging Yang Qingtian to treat you as an enemy. Do you want to make an accident?" Assistant Wang asked carefully.
"No, the young man is hot-blooded. He is easily bewitched. Go and tell him the cause of his brother's death." Mo Ziyan looked at the case written by Yang Qingwen's friend on the table.
Wang assistant left the office with the case, went straight to Yang Qingtian and told him everything.
But Yang Qingtian didn't believe it at all, "nonsense, how could my brother get depression? He was killed by Mo Ziyan!"
He took the case excitedly and tore it off.
"I'm telling you the truth. His friend knows that Yang Qingwen is suffering from depression. If you don't believe it, you can ask him!" Assistant Wang, for the sake of the loss of his family, didn't take everything in his heart.
In fact, he also sympathizes with the boy, but if he continues to cling to his obsession, it will be himself who will be hurt.
"Who doesn't know that Mohist's chief executive is so skillful, if he wants to make up the facts, it's easy!" Yang Qingtian sneered.
"Who told you this, that woman Jiang Yue? After all, you are too naive. That woman has betrayed Yang Qingwen for a long time. You still believe that woman's lies!" Assistant Wang said with disdain.
"It's impossible. They have such good feelings. How can my sister-in-law betray my brother?" Yang Qingtian sharply retorts.
"This is a picture. You can see it for yourself. I've made it clear to you. Believe it or not, but you are still young. Don't let these false hatred ruin your good life!" Assistant Wang looked at him pitifully and said a few words kindly.
Knowing that he left, Yang Qingtian couldn't recover from the blow.
After all, in his mind, Jiang Yue and his brother have always had a good relationship and will soon get married. But the woman with a bright smile in the photo is really Jiang Yue, but the person holding her waist is not his brother.
Yang Qingtian tore up the photo a few times and said, "you are all cheating me. Moziyan is the devil. He killed his brother. I must let you pay for your blood!"
He didn't believe what assistant Wang said at all. He stubbornly believed that he was excusing Mo Ziyan, just to let him give up revenge, so that he would not let those people succeed.
After thinking about it for a night, Yang Qingtian finally came up with a way to revenge. He secretly found out that Xu Yiyi didn't go out at all these days because of the message on the Internet. He had been hiding in moziyan's villa.
He sneered, took out the torn handkerchief and said, "I want you to taste the feeling of betrayal. Don't you care about your girlfriend very much? I really want to know how deep your feelings are!"
He had already thrown away this handkerchief, but at last he picked it up. Because of its existence, he reminded Yang Qingtian that his brother's revenge was waiting for him.
The next morning, Yang Qingtian dressed as a courier to deliver the express to Xu Yiyi.
It was raining hard outside, but he didn't mind.
When he got to the villa, he was stopped by the security guard and said, "what do you do?"
"Brother, I'm a courier!" Yang Qingtian took off the mask and pointed to the express box behind the car.
When the security guard saw that he was just a child, he let him in.
Yang Qingtian takes the express that has been prepared for a long time, finds the front door of moziyan villa and rings the doorbell.
These two days, Xu Yi didn't go out. She thought that moziyan had something urgent to come back, so she rushed to open the door.
"Sister, your express!" Yang Qingtian smiles and hands the express to Xu Yi.
"I haven't been shopping online lately!" She was puzzled and took the things in Yang Qingtian's hand.
At this time, she looked up and saw that the boy in front of her was a little familiar. After a careful look, she finally remembered, "it's you. It's such a heavy rain. You can send it another day. Come in first!"
Xu Yi took a pair of spare slippers to him. Seeing that he was wet all over, he found Mo Ziyan's clothes and asked him to change them.
"No, sister. It's delivered to you by express. I'm leaving!" Yang Qingtian waved his hand and refused.
"It's raining so hard for you to send your express. Wait until the rain stops!" She took a dry towel to Yang Qingtian and motioned him to wipe the rain on his body.
"Thank you, sister. Can I borrow the bathroom?" Yang Qingtian was a little embarrassed.
"Of course, it's all my carelessness. Let's go so as not to catch a cold!" For this boy, Xu Yiyi inexplicably distressed, perhaps in Yang Qingtian, she saw her shadow.
When Yang Qingtian went to the bathroom, she thought about it and decided to go to the kitchen to cook ginger soup for him, to get rid of the cold. It's not easy to be self reliant at a young age.
See Xu 11 went to the kitchen, Yang Qingtian quickly flashed out of the bathroom, lightly went to the second floor.
Because Mo Ziyan's bedroom is in the most prominent position on the second floor, he can hardly find it.
After he went in, he took out the men's underwear he had prepared from his bag and a condom that had been disassembled and put it under the pillow.
The face is full of ferocious expression way, "I want to see, betrayed by his girlfriend, you can deal with her cold-blooded?"
And he heard that moziyan loved his girlfriend very much, so he let them hurt each other.
In fact, when doing all this, Yang Qingtian was still a little uncomfortable, but he thought of the online news and immediately put the feeling behind him.
Since Xu Yiyi is not decent, Mo Ziyan should easily believe it.
After dealing with the traces of his past, Yang Qingtian quietly goes back to the bathroom and takes a quick bath. He still changes into his own clothes. Mo Ziyan's clothes are too much for him to wear.
Xu Yiyi came out with the boiled ginger soup. Seeing that he was still wearing his own clothes, he said, "why don't you change your wet clothes?"
"That's a great dress. Besides, I'll go back later and get wet!" Yang Qingtian found an excuse.
"Didn't I say, don't worry, you can wait here for the rain to stop and drink the ginger soup!" Xu Yi said with a gentle smile.
The boy is so sensitive that he can only try his best to appease him.
"Thank you for your kindness. I'll go first." Yang Qingtian said and ran out quickly.
Left with ginger soup Xu Yi, secretly shook his head: I'm not a poison, as for it?
Out of the door, still hit by the rain in his face, Yang Qingtian told himself, he did everything is correct, the woman is just hypocritical, her kindness is pretended.
Yang Qingtian, after all, is not yet out of society. He is pure hearted and kind-hearted. Although he is full of hatred, he will also be sad.
Can't go out, online is full of scolding her people, Xu Yi 100 bored with mobile phone play landlords, the result lost.
"Have I had such bad luck these two days that I even lost the fight against the landlord!" She was so angry that she put her cell phone on the bed.
At this time, she missed Mo Ziyan incomparably, so she left a message on Weibo: a person is so boring, even lost the fight against the landlord, please comfort!
As soon as the microblog came out, the netizens immediately jumped out and began to scold her.
——I thought you didn't dare to go online. It's so brave.
——I'm old enough to be coquettish and disgusted.
——Cunning whore, it's lonely. I want to find a man.
——To tell you the truth, since you can give those men, it's better to consider me. Although I don't have some money, I can definitely satisfy you!
Xu Yiyi looked at a fit of nausea and immediately quit the microblog.
Mo Ziyan, her micro blog, is always paying attention to her. For the first time, he asked the general manager to take charge of the company, but he got up and left.
When he left, he asked assistant Wang to find out the netizen he had just commented on and teach him a lesson. Can others think of his own woman?
But more than ten minutes later, footsteps came downstairs. Xu Yiyi came out with his mobile phone and saw that it was mo Ziyan.
She ran over and hugged him happily and said, "how did you come back?"
"Didn't you tweet me back?" Mozi Yanchong touched her hair.
I didn't expect Mo Ziyan would come back because of one of his microblogs. Xu Yiyi was moved and laughed, but he said, "Ziyan, I find you are more and more narcissistic!"
"Isn't that what you mean?" Moziyan eyes burning at her way.
Well, she does mean that, but how can she easily admit, "you really put gold in your face!"
"I can't do such a difficult action as Tiejin. Why don't you help me?" Mozi Yan thin lips outline a radian road.
"Well, this joke is so cold!" She wants to get out of moziyan's arms.
"Has anyone been at home?" Mo Ziyan looked at a pair of slippers in front of the shoe cabinet.
"Yes, there was a boy who delivered the express. He was all wet, so I let him in to take shelter from the rain!" Xu Yiyi put away the slippers. She was so surprised that she forgot to take them.
"Did you buy something online?" Mo Ziyan frowned and said, as far as he knows, Xu Yiyi hasn't been shopping online recently!
"No!" Mo Ziyan said that, she immediately took the previous box.
Because of the boy, she really forgot about it.
"I'll do it!" Mo Ziyan took the express box in her hand. He was afraid it was sent by those radical netizens on the Internet.
After taking it apart, Mo Ziyan found that it was Ming paper inside, and his face became ugly instantly.
Xu Yiyi bit his lip and said, "who in the world hates me so much that he sent this to me!"
"No matter who it is, I want him to pay the price!" Moziyan's voice is full of danger.
"No, maybe it's just the prank of those netizens!" She didn't feel the need to fight.