Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

What was originally said about Meng Chu's accidental killing, now involved the shooting and killing of the bodyguard.

"Mr. Mu, do you know something and didn't report it?"

The police interrupted the negotiation between the two.

Mu Yanzheng looked at him with calm eyes, without any emotion.

Suddenly, Tang Jinglan stood up from the chair, and said firmly, "Because he has no evidence, he dare not speak out."

As he spoke, he turned to Mu Yanzheng, with a deep smile on his lips: "Yes, A Biao is mine, but that was all in the past. Since he has separated from me, his life and death have nothing to do with me. Saying that I killed him is a bit of a slap in the face."

"Whether to kill or not, you know it in your heart. Now it is a society ruled by law, even if there is no evidence now, you will be condemned by your conscience."

"You can do whatever you want. I came today just to pick up Wen Ya."

"Sorry, I'm afraid you don't have that ability yet."

Tang Jinglan wanted to leave, but Mu Yanzheng directly blocked his way.

The two are about the same size, standing together at the moment, their auras seem to be on par.

The police officers were a little afraid that they would fight at any time, and they were already in the posture of calling for someone.

"Then just watch, if I can take him away."

Tang Jinglan turned hard and stared at Mu Yanzheng.

His approach made Mu Yanzheng angry, and grabbed his collar.

The policeman was frightened and didn't bother to call for someone, so he rushed forward and tried his best to pull the two apart.

"Since we can't agree, go to the director."

These words seemed to have an effect, Mu Yanzheng let go of his hand suddenly, moved his wrist, and strode open the door to leave.

Tang Jinglan didn't follow immediately, but instead asked the policeman, "Where is Meng Chuguan?"

The police officer was a little surprised, but still pointed him in the direction.

Mu Yanzheng sat in the director's office for a long time, but couldn't wait for Tang Jinglan.Little did he know that he was standing at the door of the room where Meng Chu was being held.

Because it is an iron gate, they cannot see each other.

Tang Jinglan stood outside, quietly, after a long time, he asked the policeman standing guard next to him: "Can I go in?"

"No."

The police refused outright.

Tang Jinglan didn't waste any more time, and walked away from here.

But his voice was still heard by Meng Chu who was inside.

Tang Jinglan?
Meng Chu closed the magazine, moved to the door, and pressed his ear, but couldn't hear anything.

"Miss Wen can visit."

Tang Jinglan, who was about to go to the director's place, was reminded by the police.

After all, they all have certain identities, and they are all just suspects, so they are treated politely here.

"No, I'll go see your chief first."

Tang Jinglan refused to visit Wen Ya, and pushed open the door of the director's office under the guidance of the police.

Mu Yanzheng sat on the sofa and didn't even lift his head when he came in.

In front of the large mahogany desk, the director glanced at Mu Yanzheng, and nodded politely at Tang Jinglan.

The door closes, let's get down to business.

"Both of you want to remove the suspicion for your own people, but there is no evidence now. The only gap is actually Miss Wen Ya."

As the director said, he looked at Tang Jinglan.

He was sitting not far from Mu Yanzheng, leaning against the back of the sofa with his legs crossed, his cold face still carried a little gangster air.

"So, what the director is saying is telling me that today's trip is in vain?"

Tang Jinglan's tone was loose, and his eyes were even more uncomfortable to watch.

The director knew that he couldn't be offended, so he said with a smile: "You can take it away, but this Miss Wen has really confirmed that she has a close connection with this matter. Let alone, the deceased is her friend, and..."

Speaking of this, the director looked at Mu Yanzheng, "She probably met Huang Juan before the incident happened."

"Who is Huang Juan?"

Tang Jinglan was a little curious about this new character.

But he carefully discovered that the director had just looked at Mu Yanzheng.

He turned his head to Mu Yanzheng and asked, "Is it something about your family?"

Mu Yanzheng looked at him and was too lazy to answer.

The director handed him a document, Tang Jinglan stood up from the sofa, took it away and sat back down.

After he read it, he glared at Mu Yanzheng angrily, "Sure enough..."

He doesn't feel sorry for Wen Ya now, but cares about Meng Chu.

Even though I said to let go before, after all, I have lived in my heart for a long time, and I can't uproot it all at once, just give up when I say give up.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the bureau chief hurriedly advised: "Now is not the time to argue about this. Right now is to find out the purpose of Huang Juan's crime and arrest her."

"Wen Ya, I need to take it away."

Tang Jinglan got up, returned the documents, and insisted on making a request to the director.

The chief was a little embarrassed.

If he wants to take Wen Ya away, isn't Meng Chu...

"It's okay, let him take it away."

At this moment, the two of them seemed to be connected with each other suddenly.

Since Mu Yanzheng agreed, he, the bureau chief, was relieved.

I wrote a line of words on the paper and stamped the official seal.

Tang Jinglan took it and thanked him, turned around and glanced at Mu Yanzheng, and walked out the door.

The door of the detention room opened, Wen Ya slowly raised her head, and the moment she saw him, there was a gleam of light in her dark eyes.

"You finally came to save me."

She got up, ran over and hugged Tang Jinglan.

He lowered his hands without giving her any response.

After a while, she broke away from the hand holding her waist and pulled her out of the police station.

All the way to the car, he said, "Your friend's family wanted to go back to China to seek justice for their daughter, but they were suppressed by your Wen family."

"I didn't intend to harm her, I just wanted to teach Meng Chu a lesson, who knows..."

Tang Jinglan had just turned on the car, but suddenly turned off the engine again.

He held the steering wheel with a sudden force, his fingertips turned white, veins bulged from his hands to his wrists, and his cold and hard face turned ashen and terrifying in an instant.

Wen Ya, the co-pilot, was still combing her somewhat messy hair with her hands in disgust, not paying any attention to the changes in Tang Jinglan because of her words.

"Why don't you leave? I was waiting to go back to the hotel to take a shower, and I was locked up by Mu Yanzheng for a day and a night, and then I was in this shitty place of the police station, which made me stink all over."

She turned her head while nagging, just as Tang Jinglan restarted the car.

On the way, no matter what she said, Tang Jinglan just didn't answer.

After a long time, she couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Tang Jinglan looked straight ahead, skipped her words, and asked abruptly, "You came to China as a reviewer, why did you start to hate a designer?"

"Ah!"

Wen Ya was amused by his question, and snorted disdainfully through her nasal cavity: "What kind of memory do you have? You forgot it so quickly. She is the designer Smith introduced to me. She ran away halfway and dared to criticize me. You said it was like Such a designer, I am gentle and do not block, I have shown great mercy."

Tang Jinglan sneered and did not judge her words.

As for Wen Ya, she knew she had a guilty conscience, so she deliberately avoided matters related to Mu Yanzheng.

Obviously it was because of Mu Yanzheng that aroused her jealousy, but now it depends on others to blame her.Tang Jinglan turned the steering wheel with a look of seeing through the matter, and parked the car in the parking lot in front of a hotel.