Queen of Rebirth: Young Master Gu, lightly favor her

Su Yurou, who disappeared from people's eyes, leaned against the window and looked at the sea. The sound of birdsong and waves made her a little tired. She looked at the heavily guarded downstairs and snorted coldly.

"It turned out that it was Han Qing'er who did it." Sister Qiao sat in the hall and gave a report. Su Yurou took the towel next to the sofa and wiped her hands mechanically.

"Then don't arrest her yet." Su Yurou replied to her in a bad tone.

"Actually, you know better than me that Han Qing'er can only be locked up for a week..."

Su Yurou waved her hand, signaling that she doesn't need to speak any more.

Han Qing'er is a smart person, no matter when she deceived Su Yurou to make Ge Wei miss the best period of treatment, or this economic crime, she has perfectly brushed against the law.

That's why Su Yurou never wanted to see Han Qing'er. From a position point of view, she couldn't punish Han Qing'er through abnormal means, but to punish her legally, Han Qing'er's behavior was far from criminal.

This kind of person can't get rid of, and still clings to you, like shit, it's disgusting to see.

Might as well not see.

Sister Qiao said that she took her self-cultivation and adjustment, and took herself to the conference center to cultivate.

The sea in early winter is still slightly warm, and the winter in the south is beautiful, especially the seaside, mixed with a slightly warm tide.

It was supposed to be a very pleasant time for self-cultivation, but it happened to disturb people.

Su Yurou glanced at her phone, her delicate brows furrowed deeply.

After a long time, she finished smoking a thin cigarette, and her violent cough made her tears fall.

She didn't let go of her heart until a vague voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Your friend is really good. It's been two months since you returned to China, and the city has been full of trouble. Now I see, it's almost Chinese New Year, so you remember me as a friend?"

Xia Mi got up from the bed cursing and getting dressed, while Baozi next to her looked at her with tears in his eyes.

He had never seen his mother so angry before.

"Isn't this a special situation for me?" Su Yurou opened the window of the villa, and the chill came towards her face with the fragrance of flowers. If someone carefully observed her expression, they would find that her eyes were drooping, like a child who made a mistake.

Su Yurou always likes to be alone, and doesn't like to disturb other people's lives, and doesn't like to trouble others.

So Xia Mi is her only friend in China, a friend who has been by her side for nearly 20 years.

Xia Mi is two years older than her and has been taking care of her in daily life. She is a best friend and a companion like a family member.

"I know what you're going to say. I've been watching Han Qing'er recently. I'll let you know in advance if she moves." Xia Mi turned on the hands-free, skillfully pointed at the milk powder, with a familiar tone.

We haven't seen each other for five years, and there is no trace of alienation.

"It's not about this, Xiao Mi." Su Yurou looked at the small note in her hand, and said slowly, "I'm in a special period now, if it's possible...can you check Wei Huan's network for me."

Xia Mi raised her eyebrows, and suddenly understood what she meant: "You mean..."

"If you don't fight for a turnaround now, when will you wait?" Su Yurou crumpled up the note in her hand, wet it in the toilet, and then pressed the flush button.

"You." Xia Mi rubbed his wrist and said with a smile, "It's a small thing."

There were many loopholes, whether it was Han Qing'er or Wei Huan, Su Yurou had ignored many details, and in retrospect, there was indeed something wrong.

The villa area where Su Yurou is located is the area for recuperation. She goes downstairs to walk and exercise every day, and she can always see a bunch of familiar faces who are about to retire exercising below.

Blue Ocean's climate and environment are very suitable, and it can be seen from their faces that they are somewhat relaxed and comfortable.

The busyness and tension of work is something that many people can't imagine, but as a young man, Su Yurou stands out among the crowd of middle-aged and elderly people.

On the third day, Su Yurou decided not to take a walk in the conference center.

Under the arrangement of Sister Qiao, Su Yurou was finally able to go out from the back door of the conference center to walk around, but it was a young man named Yan Huan who never left her, which was really awkward.

"How's your stay these past few days?" Su Yurou was walking on the wide road by the sea, chatting with Yan Huan casually.

Yan Huan's work, rest and habits are very regular. He lives in the downstairs room of the villa, monitoring Su Yurou's daily life and work and rest at all times, and even restricts her activities and contact with people.

But Su Yurou is also used to it. People outside look at the people in the entertainment circle, but they are extra careful in every step they take.

"Very good." Yan Huan replied unexpectedly, making Su Yurou turn her head to look at him.

Ever since Yan Huan entered Blue Ocean, he didn't say anything other than asking her to eat, Su Yurou thought he had other things to do and couldn't talk to her more.

"It's rare to see you talking." Su Yurou's tone was unexpectedly relaxed. Maybe it was because the weather in Lan Hai was so bright recently that it made people forget their troubles for a while.

Yan Huan silently swallowed his saliva, he glanced at Su Yurou, he didn't dare to say more, he could only stare at Su Yurou closely, protecting her well.

The asphalt road by the sea is spacious and clean, and there are many children playing in the sun on the beach. Su Yurou ordered a cup of Americano from the coffee shop next to the scenic spot, then sat under the parasol and looked at the sea level in the distance.

Su Yurou is wearing a loose white shirt today, a pair of skinny jeans, white sneakers, long black curly hair in a ponytail behind her head, only her bright red lips can be seen under the big silver sunglasses With a sharp chin, cool and clean, like a camellia, most passers-by will look back.

"Are you also from the crew of "The Beauty" here?"

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl came over and asked in a low voice.

Yan Huan subconsciously wanted to carry her away, Su Yurou raised her eyes and frowned.

"The Beauty" came here to film?Why didn't she get the notification?

That's right, if he skipped work, the director might have wanted to change actors a long time ago.

She replied: "No."

"Well, I always feel that Miss Sister is very familiar, and I thought you were a star." The little girl smiled innocently, and handed her a bunch of postcards.

Su Yurou took her postcard, glanced down, and then the little girl left.

Su Yurou stood up quickly, searched the crowd for the little girl just now, and followed her calmly.

"Has the target person appeared?" Yan Huan pressed the headset, whispered a few words, and then followed Su Yurou's pace.

"Here it is." Su Yurou stuck behind the rocks by the sea and watched the girl walk away, but she didn't find any other suspicious persons.

"Yan Huan, follow that girl just now." Su Yurou left such a sentence, and then ran forward.