C63

"So long to pick it up?" There was a little anger in the coldness, and a voice came from the microphone.

Yan qingoak did not expect that this strong and dangerous man in the past was the same to her.

Also did not have much nonsense, he opened a mouth directly, the tone is full of urgency, "Lan Lan was taken away by the people of the police station, you hurry to save her!"

As soon as the voice dropped, the other end of the phone was suddenly hung up.

You don't have to know the speed of the man's action.

On the white Bentley, Ling Ji smokes a cigarette and throws the cigarette end away.

His eyes were staring out of the window, his face indifferently asked, "where's the boy Bai Yuhan?"

He had ordered before, let him help to look at blue Lan's, the result, at present had such a big matter, that boy's side unexpectedly did not have any movement.

Shuk heard the tone of the president's mouth, and turned his head in a hurry. The man behind him carefully replied, "I was called back by the old man of the white family."

"Oh?" Ling Ji cold voice a hum, eyebrows slightly wrung, for a long time did not hear people mention such a name in front of him, "continue to say."

"I think he contacted you too much Just... "

Listening to his bad tone, Shuk drove with a high concentration and carefully replied.

"Well, for such a long time, he is the same as before." He sneered, took a lighter out of his pocket and lit a cigarette again, but this time he didn't intend to smoke. Instead, he stuck it on his fingertips and smelled the nicotine.

"Yes, all these years." Schuck echoed, and his thoughts drifted away many years ago.

For the sake of that woman, the president was beaten by the old master Ling and his whole body was covered with blood, which really shocked him.

"Stop." The man in the back seat of the car suddenly opened his mouth, and his eyes glanced into the distance. On the grass, there was a bunch of small yellow flowers which could not be named.

The door was opened by a pair of powerful hands, and the hand-made high-grade leather shoes stepped down from the car.

Shuk quickly got out of the car and followed him, not sure what he wanted to do.

Ling Ji wrapped the little yellow flower with a handkerchief, gently forced it off, put it on the tip of his nose, and then went to the next place, repeating the same action. After a while, the hand already held a small yellow flower.

She plucked a green grass leaf and recalled the way she stood in the breeze, weaving a wreath for him. Her fingers were twining. He had only seen her weave it once, but he didn't expect that there was a similar one made by a model.

"Good looking?" He spoke faintly, as if without asking people around him.

"Good looking." Shuk didn't know whether he was asking himself or answering himself. He couldn't figure out for a moment, so he responded in a low voice.

In his memory, the appearance of the little girl was blurred. He only vaguely felt that if she could grow up, she should have some slight imagination with his wife.

Holding the wreath tightly, Ling Ji walked back to the car again and motioned for Shuke to turn the car around.

"President, didn't we go to the central police station to save Madame?"

Shuk was not sure about the meaning of his descendants for a moment. He trembled and asked in a low voice. He didn't hear the answer for a long time, so he shrank his neck and didn't dare to speak again.

Bentley turned around and headed for the road he had avoided for a long time.

Under the Kasai bridge, on both sides of the river, there was a circle of fishermen.

Ling Ji stood on the bridge, overlooking the people below, indifferent. The bunch of small yellow flowers clenched in the hand trembled in the breeze.

As if afraid that they would be cold, he stretched out his warm palm and slowly comforted him. After a long time, he spoke faintly, "it's the same river, and I don't know if you will receive it."

With that, throw them down.

Shu Kefu's hand stood aside and did not dare to disturb him. He had to take a deep breath and spit out slowly and silently. Just remember, today is Bai Yue's death day.

Little yellow flowers are drifting on the surface of the water. Ling Ji just took a new step and sat back in the car.

"Police station."

"Yes, president." Shuck quickly turned the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator to speed up his way.

"Yu Ruimin that boy suddenly came back, it is you do not do well." Ling Ji suddenly opened his mouth, the voice has returned to the usual cold.

Hearing Shuke's back shivering, "general manager, President, it's really that we're not doing well..."

"The man sent to follow the boy has not been found."

"No At the mention of this matter, Shuk had confidence again for a moment. "This time, the people who followed her were very tight. They were not at the same level as the red boy who followed his wife last time."

With that, he took out his iPad from his bag, handed it to the man and replied respectfully.

"President, this is what they reported in the morning, saying that Yu Ruimin has been hanging out with a young model during the supervision period. They have done a very strict confidentiality work, but they were still found by our people."Ling Ji raised his hand to take it. When his finger slid onto the screen, he stopped for a moment and then continued to slide down.

"What about the woman?" Put down the iPad, Ling Ji drew out a cigarette again and spoke faintly.

"I have also investigated that the Royal models of a small company, who eat by their faces, are not very famous."

Half way. He just gave a simple hum.

At the traffic lights, Shuk slowed down, but in his voice he suggested coldly, "this time, we have the handle of that boy. Once these photos are exposed, he will be dead and his wife's affairs will be solved."

With that, he turned his head and asked for the meaning of his descendants, "president, what do you think?"

"No exposure."

"Ah?" He turned his head and looked at his descendants. Why didn't the president agree with this matter that could be solved with a single finger?

You can't watch your wife go to jail. Do they?

"What do you mean, President?"

"We'll talk about it when we get there."

In the detention center, Yu's husband and wife looked at Lan Lan's masochistic appearance, not to mention how happy they were.

It was not until the police reminded them that the time was up that the two men were still trying to leave.

"Well, you go back first. This kind of woman can't let go of her children. She will be punished by law."

After stopping Lan Lan, the police came to comfort them.

"Mr. policeman, you must not let go of this kind of woman who is vicious."

"You can rest assured that everyone is equal before the law..."

Blue LAN wry smile a, even shake the strength of shoulder all did not have. She never thought about who she wanted to hurt, but now she has become the target of many people's sympathy, while LAN Peier, a bad woman, has become the object of public pity.

"You! Don't let me go out alive, or I will not let you go! " She was stabbed at the thought of how they had treated her mother.

"Well, on the surface, she looks so gentle and kind, but actually she is a vicious woman." LAN Peier sneered and said, "my child's business, you'll wait for the court's summons."

"Who does not let go, LAN LAN, let's go..." Ruimin's words have not finished, was suddenly burst in a man's fist down, beautiful face suddenly full of blood.