Chapter 172： 0172: I want to know the truth

Yan Zimeng didn't stop at all when she heard it, and left the film and television base with her assistant. After getting into the car, her face sank: "Have it been cleaned up?"

"Don't worry, Sister Yan." He Feng started the car, "I'm very careful, besides, the driver is dead, and there is no evidence of death, his family doesn't know the transaction between us at all. ."

Yan Zimeng took a long breath: "But why is my heart so unsteady?"

He Feng didn't answer, two people have died, can you be safe?

"Where's Han Binglan?" Yan Zimeng suddenly asked again.

"The hospital has blocked the news." He Feng frowned, "I don't know for now."

"Then go check." Yan Zimeng scratched her hair irritably, "I want to know if she is dead."

"Okay." He Feng hurriedly responded.

The car soon entered Qinghua Garden.

"Sister Yan, it's Young Master Yang." He Feng reminded.

Yan Zimeng looked up, and sure enough, there was a person standing at the door of the villa where he lived, it was Yang Jinxuan, he hurriedly adjusted his mood, and took out a mirror to look at his face, Then I pushed the door and got out of the car: "Brother Jinxuan, why are you here? Didn't you say you were going to the imperial capital to talk about the project?"

Yang Jinxuan hurriedly threw the cigarette **** into the trash can beside him: "As soon as I got back, I called you when I got off the plane, but you didn't answer. The crew said that you were not feeling well, and I came back. Just come and see."

"Come in and talk." Yan Zimeng took out the key and opened the door, "Actually, I'm fine, I just didn't sleep well." Then she took out her phone and glanced at it, "The battery is dead, so Forgot to charge, this little He..."

Yang Jinxuan pulled the person over, grabbed each other's shoulders with both hands, and looked down at her slightly: "Mengmeng, what happened?"

"Brother Jinxuan, what are you asking?" Yan Zimeng's innocent eyes widened, "Why can't I understand."

"Han Binglan." Yang Jinxuan stared at Yan Zimeng, "Did you do it?"

"Are you questioning me?" Yan Zimeng suddenly turned pale and pushed the other party away, "Why are you questioning me?"

"Mengmeng." Yang Jinxuan's eyes flashed a hint of injury, "You know, I will never hurt you, I just want to know the truth."

"It doesn't matter how she is without the truth."

"Really?"

"If you don't believe me, just go." Yan Zimeng kicked off her high heels, turned and walked upstairs.

Yang Jinxuan wrinkled every day, but instead of walking, he followed: "Mengmeng, I'm sorry, I didn't want to suspect you, but... The police have now determined that it was not an accident. murdered..."

Yan Zimeng turned back suddenly: "Murder?"

Yang Jinxuan nodded: "I have a classmate in the city bureau, I just had a phone call with him, the other party said that some evidence had been found, and I heard that the leader personally led the team to detect, after all, two people died , also injured three, one of the wounded is a foreigner, maybe it will cause international disputes..."

Yan Zimeng's face changed slightly.

"Mengmeng, I think you should trust me..."

"Brother Jin Xuan." Yan Zimeng was a little flustered, she really didn't expect the consequences would be so serious, "I..."

"Mengmeng, don't worry, I will help you anytime."

Yan Zimeng threw herself into Yang Jinxuan's arms and cried, "Brother Jinxuan, I don't want to..."