Chapter 377

When Han Mo couldn't guess what the woman was thinking at the moment, he just hid in a place and held her heart secretly. When all the truth came out, he didn't know whether the woman could accept all this. Her mood just recovered. He was really afraid that she would do something extreme.

Worried, but he did not dare to step closer to the woman. He was ashamed and did not dare to appear in front of her. He could only protect Su Qinglian in this private and silent way.

After leaving the hospital, Su Qinglian, who had planned to go back to his home, suddenly changed her schedule on the way. She went to the florist's shop, bought a large number of chrysanthemums, and then drove to the suburbs.

The car finally stopped in the suburban cemetery. Su Qinglian, holding yellow chrysanthemum in her hands, walked cautiously toward the depth of the cemetery. Her small back looked very depressed at that time. She walked along the cobblestone paved stone road for a long time, and finally stopped in front of a luxurious tombstone.

There are many kinds of flowers in front of the tombstone, some of which have gradually withered, and some still have fresh dew in the morning. The woman's smiling face in the photo of the tombstone is like a dimple, and her delicate facial features are shining in the sun. Su Qinglian stands in situ, looking at the smiling face for a long time, her expression is light, and she can't see any mood waves.

"Look, isn't that Su Qinglian? The suspect who killed Zhao Yina? "

"How did she come here? Is it because I'm upset at the bottom of my heart that I'm running here for comfort

"Go ahead and see what's going on..."

In the distance, there are bursts of trampling footsteps, and then there are people's voices. Su Qinglian stands in place, does not turn back, but slowly squats down, puts Huang Ju in her arms in front of Zhao Yina's tombstone. After a few seconds of pause, she quickly raises her steps and intends to leave.

They ran into those people head-on. They surrounded Su Qinglian in the middle, and asked in an unfriendly tone.

"Miss Su, don't hurry to leave. Since ina is not here, you have to explain to us fans whether it has something to do with you or not."

A young boy with yellow hair in his mouth held a cigarette in his mouth and stopped Su Qinglian, who was about to leave. He glared at Su Qinglian, who was alone, with anger in his eyes.

Zhao Yina is dead and their idol is dead. As a fan, she should be angry. What's more, there are still some negative news about Su Qinglian on the Internet. Those bad media describe Su Qinglian as a vicious woman who knows everything. Taking advantage of Shi Hanmo's relationship, she is determined to force Zhao Yina to death. Therefore, even if the police tell the truth of the case to the world Those fanatical fans, like Xiao Xu who has been in prison for a long time, still don't intend to let the innocent Su Qinglian go.

"Bring me your cell phone." It's a pity that she was killed by a blade of thorns, but she was still in a daze, and she was not killed by others.

Huang Mao was a little frightened by Su Qinglian's calm expression. He looked at the other people around him, hesitated, but finally he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and threw it to Su Qinglian.

After getting the mobile phone, Su Qinglian slipped her fingers a few times to find a web page. Then she handed the mobile phone back to Huang Mao's face, hooked her lips, and said, "take a good look at the real context of the case. If I don't speak, it doesn't mean that you can be framed at will. Today is the first time. If I find out that you are still tangled up by me next time, keep going to me Throw dirty water on your body, then, we can use legal means to solve all this. "

With these words, Su Qinglian smartly bypasses the crowd in the spot, and gradually disappears in the cemetery.

When Han Mo sat in the car, poked his head, nervously looked at Su Qinglian's direction, saw so many people surrounded her, Ben still worried about her, but did not expect, just after a few minutes, the woman was safe and sound, no hair was hurt.

Looking at the gang again, after su Qinglian left, he was still stupidly standing there, still not responding.

On the way back, when Han Mo thought of Su Qinglian, who was extremely aggressive and windy when walking, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and the two pear whirlpools on his cheek became deeper.

In the past, the timid and cowardly woman has finally become strong, and is no longer simply bullied at will. All these changes, for Shi Hanmo, are surprise and worry at the same time.

Happy is that the woman will not be easily knocked down, worry is that she will no longer need their own?

All the way along with Su Qinglian, when Han Mo thinks a lot, he found that recently his mind seems to be in a mess, the past, the present, the future, all the things that happened are like a movie in front of his eyes, the feeling of confusion is just like this.

Su Qinglian didn't go back to xiaonuo's house, but went straight back to Shijia villa. Zhang's mother, who was anxiously guarding the gate of the courtyard, was so excited that she almost shed tears when she saw Su Qinglian, who had not seen for a long time. She tightly clenched the woman's cold hands and kept saying, "come back, just come back.".Back home, Su Qinglian looked up and down for a circle, but she couldn't find Xu Ling's figure. She didn't come and change her clothes, so she quickly found Zhang Ma and asked about Xu Ling's whereabouts.

After learning that Xu Ling had been taken away by Li Tianhou the day before, Su Qinglian slumped and sat on the wool carpet in the living room, chilly all over.

Xu Nian is gone, and Xu Ling is also taken away. Why do the two close relatives leave themselves by agreement? No, she has to find Xu Nian. No matter whether she lives or not, she has to know what happened.

Su Qinglian was just decadent for a short time. When Han Mo stepped into the living room, she was already back to normal. She sat at the table calmly, eating dinner. The table was full of Su Qinglian's favorite dishes, which was prepared by Hanmo specially.

Su Qinglian knew that, but she would not say thanks to a man again. He owed himself. No matter what he did, he could not repay it. Unless he returned the Su family group to her and her father's life to her.

After washing her hands and pulling out her chair, Han Mo picked up the chopsticks on the table and picked up some white rice. She was about to send it to the import. Su Qinglian suddenly raised her head and looked at the man with a cold tone.

"After dinner, we discussed the next year's affairs. I heard all the conversations between you and blue sky. He is not dead, but he is not in China, is he?"

Smell speech, already hungry when Han Mo Wu put down his chopsticks, endure the hunger to the woman told the cause and effect of the accident for many years, said half, when the villa door bell suddenly rang.