Mrs. Lu picked it up

Hearing Sheng Lan's words, a figure flashed in Lu Jingchuan's mind.

Lin Shan.

He was extremely determined.

The relationship between Chu Yue and Sun Qian is not good, and what he did back then may hurt the pregnant person. In a sense, what Chu Yue did was to buy murder.

It's not a glorious thing, it's impossible for her to tell someone with a normal relationship.

That is……

Lin Shan also knew about it.

This is one wrong step, one step at a time.

Lu Jingchuan rolled his eyelids, looked at Sheng Lan, and said in a low voice, "I'll give you a chance."

"What?" Sheng Lan looked up in surprise.

"Find out what role Lin Shan played in the grievances Ah Li has suffered over the years, and I will allow you to surrender."

Although Sheng Lan was the one who helped Sun Qian take away Xiao Ye subjectively, she did not participate in the blackmail. If the police checked, even if she was punished, it would not be as serious as imagined.

This is a big opportunity.

"Yes."

Asking Sheng Lan to leave, Lu Jingchuan asked Qiu Shen to monitor Lin Shan.

She is dangerous now, in other words, aggressive and likely to run away.

Growing up together, Lin Shan is a gentle and generous person no matter what angle she looks at. If she hadn't leaked her feet this time, Lu Jingchuan actually didn't want to doubt her.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Greentown Champs, the past is like clouds and smoke.

Many people forgot, but at this moment, he suddenly thought of many details.

On the rooftop, Lin Shan insisted on talking to her fans, causing Song Li to fall from the building.

It was the Lin family, Ji Baihan slapped Song Li, she suddenly fainted, and the person on his heart was hearing impaired.

Many times, she forced her to die.

But why?Why sometimes, in his ambiguity, he felt that Song Li was ignorant?

She wants to change the environment and wants to leave.

What right does he have to complain?
In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Lu Jingchuan stood still until late at night, bearing his injuries.

At two in the morning, the phone rang suddenly.

Lu Jingchuan swiped through almost immediately.

There was silence on the phone, Lu Jingchuan knew it was Song Li.

Across an invisible telephone wire, the two listened to each other's breathing.

After a long time, Lu Jingchuan broke the calm and asked her in a low voice, "Are you in Suzhou City?"

"Ah."

Song Li responded.

Emotions surged in my chest, and I wanted to ask her why she left without saying goodbye, did something happen, why didn't she use her mobile phone to call?
But when the words reached the lips and rolled out, it became: "Is it cold?"

"not cold."

Song Li said in a low voice, she suddenly laughed, and explained in a low voice: "The old lady took Xiaoye away, and tried to induce her psychologically in the old house, but it was not very successful. The old lady asked me to leave Lincheng, and Xiaoye also wanted to leave .”

"The fairway has already been bought, so there is no need to waste the money. The phone broke in the old house, and I didn't have time to tell you."

Song Li hesitated: "A Chuan, you won't be angry, will you?"

Lu Jingchuan laughed suddenly: "I knew I would be angry, but I didn't even say goodbye."

"As a punishment, punish you not to take everything grandma said to heart, okay?"

"If you don't like it, don't take it to heart. It's the only skill I've learned in the past two years. Take good care of yourself. I'm dead."

There was a busy tone on the phone.

Lu Jingchuan's heart felt like a needle was being pricked, facing the phone that was not on the phone, which question did he ask: "When will you be back?"

Song Li knew nothing about this.

After hanging up the phone, she accompanied Xiaoye back to the village.

The village is remote and basically has no signal.

It's been a long time, and the students in the village are very happy. Song Li bought dolls at the airport and distributed them one by one.

Everyone is happy.

Xiaoye won the championship, and Mr. Zhang was still crying in his office in the middle of the night.

What is said is that he delayed the children here.

The child's parents went out to work, and there was only a few students in a primary school in the village.

All cute.

Song Li has basically spent all the money she earned from teaching in these years on the children.

She comforted Mr. Zhang and returned to the place where she lived.

Su Cheng was cold, she changed clothes and lay under the quilt, the quilt was like a piece of cold iron, her face turned pale from the cold.

It seems more difficult to come back and endure the cold after acclimatizing to a warm place.

The next day, Song Li lived up to her expectations and caught a cold.

Also had a fever.

It hasn't recovered for three days in a row, and the respiratory tract feels a little uncomfortable.

When Song Li was planning to go to the hospital in the town, two off-road vehicles drove over on the rugged trail.

She stopped walking, the car had already stopped, and Lu Jingchuan got off first.

He was dressed thickly, an extremely thick trench coat.

Song Li endured it, and ran towards him.

When approaching, Lu Jingchuan stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms.

His chin touched her forehead, and Lu Jingchuan said in horror, "Do you have a fever?"

"Fan Zong!"

Fan Zong also jumped out of the car, teasing from his lips: "I hid on purpose, lest you delay the relationship between the two bosses, what are you calling me for?"

"She has a fever."

After getting out of the car, the cold wind blows, not to mention Song Li, he also wants to have a fever.

"How did you come?"

Song Li touched his chest, and the man grabbed her hand: "Come donate money. What I said at the beginning was not just talking."

Seeing Song Li frowned, Lu Jingchuan said in a low voice, "I didn't hurt myself. I was very careful when I came here. I put a small bed behind the off-road to lie down on and brought a doctor with me. Chenwu Qin Man and Fan Zong both agreed with me. Just came."

"Actually, it's better for me to come, you are very good at taking care of yourself."

Just as Lu Jingchuan wanted to hug her, Song Li retreated to avoid her, "I'll go by myself."

Lu Jingchuan knew that the conditions in Sioux City were bad, but he didn't know that it was so bad.

The dormitory where Song Li lives is not big, with a desk and a bed.

The bed is not big, very clean and tidy.

The door is the kind that is bolted inside, and it still leaks air.

Lu Jingchuan's eyelids twitched, as if he knew what caused Song Li's fever.

Fan Zong also felt that the conditions were bad, so he felt Song Li's pulse, and then said in a low voice, "It's been a few days, let's get some water."

"If it's not good, it will be very serious."

"You need to rest well."

Song Li took a deep breath, "There is still class in the afternoon."

"I'll teach." Lu Jingchuan said suddenly.

"you?"

Song Li was suspicious.

"I'm also a Harvard graduate, so I can't teach a group of children?" Lu Jingchuan pressed him on the bed, the quilt was very cold.

There is not even a plug around, and this village is probably the worst among the teaching supporters.

In those two years, it was his good luck to find Song Li.

Song Li had no choice but to be laid down on the bed by Lu Jingchuan. The man carried a quilt from the car, pressed it on Song Li's body, and stood by.

Seriously ill, even though the bed was as cold as iron, Song Li still fell into a drowsy sleep.

Sleeping to the back, there is an extra heat source in my arms, which dissipates a lot of cold.