After Xiao Yu got off the car, he directly entered the private detective's apartment. Not long later, an alarm sounded and several police cars drove in.
Mo Wan saw a few policemen get out of the car and hurriedly enter the private detective's apartment.
Seeing the police enter the apartment, Han Ziyu started the car and drove away, leaving the scene of the crime behind. Although she didn't kill the private detective, she had a premonition that it would be difficult to clean up this matter.
What was she going to do? Han Ziyu was watching her expression as she drove.
Although there was no fear on Wang Xiyue's face, it was obvious that she was very nervous.
Han Ziyu suddenly had the urge to tease her, so she spoke up slowly, "Leader Wang, what astrological sign are you?"
"What does Director Han mean?" Mo Wan, who was deep in thought, couldn't react in time.
"I have some unique insights into the fate of the constellations. I want to see if you're going to be jailed this year," said Wang.
How could Mo Wan have the mood to joke with him? Although she didn't know who was plotting against her, she was clear on the seriousness of the situation. If she was caught as a murderer, then she might never come out alive again.
She didn't want to die so she had to protect herself. The man beside her had a huge network of connections and had enough money. If he could help her, how could she escape this disaster?
With this thought in mind, she looked at Han Ziyu as if she was begging for help, "Director Han, what should I do now?"
"What else can we do? Just wait for the police to come knocking! " Han Ziyu had an evil smile, "A dignified female broadcaster that can transform into a prisoner, tomorrow's headline must be very interesting!"
With that, the car arrived at Wang Xiyue's apartment building. Han Ziyu stopped the car and stared at Wang Xiyue with a smile that wasn't a smile.
He had thought that his begging would be in exchange for a trace of sympathy, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't have any intentions of helping him.
How could he be so cold-blooded? A flame rose in Mo Wan's heart. She reached for the door but didn't open it. Han Ziyu looked at her coldly, "You want to leave?"
"Why aren't you leaving? Are you waiting for Director Han to taunt you? " Mo Wan sneered.
"Oh? You've got quite the temper. Who gave you the guts to dare to throw a tantrum at me?"
"How would I dare? "Director Han's high and mighty CEO, I'm just a small anchorperson. Even if you give me 10 times the guts, I still wouldn't dare to lose my temper at Director Han, right?" I'll push it back later.
"These words are a reminder to me. It's said that the methods used by anchorwoman Wang to seduce men are first-rate. I've finally experienced it today." Han Ziyu's smile disappeared, and a trace of gloominess appeared on her face.
"But do you think you have the right to be angry with me? Wang Xi Yue, remember your identity, don't think that everyone will bow down to your skirt, what you did to men is useless to me! "
"These words are really funny. Which eye of Director Han sees that I'm interested in you?" Or did Director Han think that everyone loved seeing flowers and flowers? Did he think that all women would pounce on him? I'll tell you solemnly, I have no interest in you! "Not at all!" Anger made Mo Wan forget her current identity, and she shouted at Han Ziyu.
"You!" Han Ziyu's eyes were filled with killing intent. Mo Wan, who had never seen him like this, couldn't help but shiver.
Afraid that they would make her shrink back, Han Yu forced her way over, her hot breath spraying onto Mo Wan's face, "Wang Xiyue, you really make people angry. I never have any mercy for women who don't listen to me. Wang Xiyue, just wait for me to go to jail!"
After saying that, he opened the car door. "Get off!"