Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

Chapter 491 So, Actually, You Don't Like Me That Much

Bai Yangyang crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash can: "My judgment is contrary to Miss Qi's. I think this is not a crime, but a game."

Qi Hui calmly said, "Miss Bai, life is not a game."

These words are more or less mixed with reprimand.

Bai Yangyang smiled brightly: "Miss Qi is right. Human life is not a game. The law cannot be overridden at will. Once the law is overridden, the law will have no credibility. I think Miss Qi should be very clear about what will happen to those who provoke the law."

Qi Hui smiled and walked past her and left.

Bai Yangyang looked back, looking at the back of her head.

After a while, Bai Yangyang left, walked out of the police station, and saw a black Rolls Royce parked outside the door.

It's Zhan Beixiao's car.

She walked to the car and the door opened.

"boarding."

The man was sitting in the car with a computer on his lap, typing on the keyboard with his slender fingers, his expression cold.

Bai Yangyang got into the car, "How do you know I'm here?"

"I wanted to take you out for dinner, but I couldn't find you at school, so I asked Jiang Xun to check."

Zhan Beixiao closed the computer, "How is things going?"

According to the notice on the Internet, the murderer will do it tomorrow.

She has roughly figured out who the murderer is, but that person should be in advance, after all, she has already been exposed.

"Progressing well."

Zhan Beixiao didn't say anything more, rubbing his eyebrows: "Move here."

"what?"

Bai Yangyang was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhan Beixiao, he wants to live with her?
Zhan Beixiao raised his eyes: "Not willing?"

He remembered that they lived together before.

Now, too, should live together.

Bai Yangyang hesitated: "I'm used to living in Yueya Xiaozhu, and I don't want to move out for now."

Crescent Moon House is her and Zhan Beixiao's home.

She lived for so many years, she was reluctant to leave.

The only place that can prove the existence of Zhan Beixiao three years ago is Yueya Xiaozhu.

She really didn't want to leave.

When Zhan Beixiao heard this, his expression changed slightly.

She was reluctant to leave Crescent Moon House, and the house he ran together. For this reason, she could give up living with him...

Zhan Beixiao knew very well that no matter he was three years ago or he is now, he is all alone.

But he could also clearly feel that what Bai Yangyang couldn't forget was him three years ago.

He had an inexplicable feeling that he had greened himself, obviously it was the same person, but he was still dissatisfied.

Bai Yangyang noticed his displeasure, and comforted him softly: "It's not that I don't want to live with you, I just think it's too soon, we should cultivate our relationship first, and..."

"We didn't live together before, it's just that we are neighbors and spend more time together."

She has a grudge.

He is still Zhan Beixiao, but he is not Zhan Beixiao from three years ago.

Zhan Beixiao stared at her, and after a long time, said quietly: "Okay, do as you want."

There is ample time.

He can replace that man one day!

The black car started, and Zhan Beixiao took Bai Yangyang to a western restaurant.

There are fewer customers in high-end restaurants, the air is filled with the smell of high-end red wine, and the aroma of roses can be seen everywhere.

In the lobby, a graceful girl is playing the violin, and the music is pouring out.

The two walked to a seat by the window, and when they lowered their eyes, they could see the best scenery in the entire imperial capital.

Under the night, the whole city is shining with bright lights.

It's been a long time since Bai Yangyang looked at the scenery so leisurely and elegantly, his eyes were full of water.

After Zhan Beixiao ordered, he didn't realize it until he closed the menu.

Nothing he ordered just now was not his favorite.

It's what Bai Yangyang likes to eat.

Almost instinctively, he wanted to meet her needs more.

This is not a good sign for him.

What happened three years ago was vivid in his memory, and he knew very well that Bai Yangyang meant a lot to him.

He likes her, but he doesn't want to be controlled by Bai Yangyang anymore.

His liking should not be exposed to the public, let alone become a weakness!
The waiter took the menu and left slowly.

Not long after, I brought two glasses of red wine, "You two, please take your time."

Bai Yangyang took the red wine and took a sip. After the sourness, there was a rich wine aroma.

This taste is enough to make people fascinated, and even more addictive.

"Master Zhan, can you tell me what happened in the past three years?"

Bai Yangyang supported his chin with one hand, and his eyes fell on Zhan Beixiao.

"In the first year, I was in the psychological clinic for treatment. In the second year, I started my business. In the third year, the foreign market expanded smoothly, and I returned to the imperial capital."

Zhan Beixiao briefly summarized what happened in the past three years, and asked, "What about you?"

"I studied and took over YO Entertainment. I took care of both study and work, and I also had to take care of Gun Gun."

When Zhan Beixiao heard this, a smile flashed across his eyes: "You didn't miss me?"

Bai Yangyang smiled brightly: "Of course I do, I miss you coming back every day, and I want to see you every day."

This is real.

She thinks about him almost all the time.

Zhan Beixiao rubbed his wine glass: "Since you miss me, why don't you go find me?"

Or, why didn't you go with him back then?

Bai Yangyang didn't expect him to ask such a question, he paused with his fingers, his little face turned pale.

After a while, she licked her lips, "Because I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

Zhan Beixiao's smile disappeared immediately.

Bai Yangyang lowered his head.

Afraid Zhan Beixiao will forget her, afraid that she will feel sorry for the pain caused by the treatment he is receiving, or afraid that he will blame her.

She couldn't compare what she was more afraid of.

But she knew that in the past three years, there was not a day when she was not afraid.

She was afraid that Zhan Beixiao would sit in front of her and question her why he had to erase his memory, why he didn't follow her, and why he didn't show up for three whole years.

Now that what she feared has become a reality, Zhan Beixiao's question lingers in her ears, but Bai Yangyang doesn't know how to answer it.

The original harmonious atmosphere disappeared, and Zhan Beixiao's eyes fell on Bai Yangyang, with a seldom shown meanness: "So, you have been in the imperial capital for three years, and you have been prosperous, but you have never set foot in the north of Beijing. Half a step."

He put down his glass: "It's getting late, you eat slowly, I have a meeting tonight."

Zhan Beixiao walked out of the western restaurant, pulled off his tie impatiently, gritted his teeth, and got in the car: "Go back to the consortium."

The black car drove, but he didn't relax at all.

It was as if there was a backlog of stones in his heart, and anger and sullenness spontaneously arose.

The driver didn't dare to say anything, and didn't even dare to see how dark his face was.

……

Bai Yangyang sat on the spot, her eyes suddenly turned red, she raised her hand, covered her eyes, and blocked all light sources.

Why is he so sure that she has never set foot in the north of Beijing?

The steak was on the table, but Bai Yangyang had no desire to eat it.

She picked up the wine glass, drank it down, wiped her face, got up and left.

She came with Zhan Beixiao, and now that she's gone, she can only take a taxi and go back to the police station.

Chang Qing and his team are still investigating, while Deng Long is leading people to protect Mo Yan.

Bai Yangyang followed Deng Long and left. Before leaving, she glanced at the conference room. Qi Hui met her eyes, with a flickering smile on the corner of her mouth.

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