Chatper 289 (1/2)

Cheng Jiangxue patted her on the back, "Do you think I'm so busy that I still have time to care about your thoughts? Who's looking at things from your point of view, don't put gold on your face!"

After finishing speaking, Cheng Jiangxue pushed Qin Yiyue's head away, turned around and left.

Qin Yiyue touched her nose, let out a long breath, and felt much relieved.

The plots of righteous killing relatives mentioned on TV are too simple and rude. Unless they have not cultivated feelings, who would be willing to hurt their relatives like this.

Qin Yiyue leaned against the head of the bed, while flipping through the information on the tablet, she closed her eyes and meditated.

After a while, he fell asleep in such a daze.

She didn't open her eyes until she felt someone hug her.

He Qiaoyan's slightly tired face appeared in front of her, "Tuhao."

"Why don't you rest when you're sleepy? Can you still recover from your illness?" He Qiaoyan patted her head with his fingers.

"He wants to see you before going to bed." Qin Yiyue said with a smile.

"See you now, can you sleep?"

"Sleep later." After Qin Yiyue finished speaking, she looked at him with bright eyes.

He Qiaoyan covered her too bright eyes with his hands, and said softly, "Hurry up and sleep."

Qin Yiyue smelled something unusual about him, "Lord, where did you go today?"

"I'm going to get you some medicine."

Qin Yiyue hugged He Qiaoyan's waist, "Honey, you've worked hard."

"It's not hard. It's not hard when you get better."

"I'll be fine." Qin Yiyue said, her eyes became crescent moons when she smiled, "Is Auntie getting better?"

"Still looking for a way to untangle the Gu."

Qin Yiyue's heart tightened suddenly, and she tightened her arms even more forcefully, "Everything will be fine, don't worry."

"Well. Go to sleep."

"You accompany me."

"it is good."

**

Luo Mingmei stood in front of the door of the special interrogation room, and a member of the special department in plain clothes said, "Ms. Luo, the person is inside."

"Thank you." Luo Mingmei returned the man with a slightly nervous smile, pushed the door open and went in.

Yu Jiahui was handcuffed to a chair and did not respond when she heard the door open.

Luo Mingmei was nervous at first, but when she saw Yu Jiahui's appearance, the nervousness disappeared immediately, replaced by anger.