Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

A trace of panic quickly appeared in Lu Qiang's eyes.

He looked at Song Yuening's serious and determined expression in front of him and swallowed almost subconsciously.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How can I know something that even the police don't know!"

Song Yuening wanted to say something more, but there was a sudden knock on the door behind her.

But Song Yuening didn't want to worry about it and wanted to force Lu Qiang to say something, but in the end she was defeated by the persistent knocking on the door.

She pursed her lips, looked at Lu Qiang deeply, turned around and opened the door.

Lin Shubei stood outside the door in black home clothes, his gentle face full of doubts at the moment.

His eyes swept over Song Yuening, Lu Qiang and Su Qing in the room, and he spoke with some hesitation.

"Teacher Song, I just heard a noise at your house next door. Did something happen?"

Before Song Yuening could speak, she heard Lu Qiang behind him asking in surprise.

"Who are you? What is the relationship between Song Yuening and you!"

Lin Shubei looked at him in surprise and asked in confusion.

"I am Teacher Song's neighbor. Sir, who are you...?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yuening was bumped on the shoulder by Lu Qiang.

She staggered a few steps, stretched out her hand to hold on to the door frame, and managed to stand still. When she looked up, she saw Lu Qiang pulling Su Qing away in a hurry.

She frowned slightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, but she couldn't hide the complexity in her eyes.

If she had only suspected it just now, she was now certain that Lu Sheng's death was absolutely inseparable from Lu Qiang.

Otherwise, there is no reason to explain Lu Qiang's series of abnormal behaviors just now.

but……

Lin Shubei looked at the closed elevator door and slowly looked away. When he looked at Song Yuening again, the coldness in his eyes had been replaced by concern.

"Teacher Song, are you okay? Who were those two people just now? They didn't hurt you, right?"

Song Yuening managed to sort out some of her complicated thoughts to respond to Lin Shubei.

She shook her head and politely thanked him.

"Thank you for your concern. I'm fine. Those two people just now are Lu Sheng's younger brother and sister-in-law. They just came to me to say something."

After speaking, she paused and said a little embarrassed.

"It seems that the voice was a little too loud. Did it disturb you? Sorry, I will pay attention next time."

Lin Shubei lowered his eyes slightly and looked at her, with a slight arc at the corner of his lips.

"It's nothing, Teacher Song, you misunderstood. But I think they are not very friendly to you. You should be more careful next time, right?"

"If they still come looking for you, you can send me a message. It's safer that way."

Song Yuening responded, thanked him for his kindness, then said goodbye to him and closed the door.

She held her hand on the doorknob and didn't move for a long time. Her mind was filled with the image of Lu Qiang's back leaving in a panic after seeing Lin Shubei.

"Is it my imagination..."

Song Yuening frowned and murmured to herself.

He always felt that Lu Qiang was not scared away by his words, but by Lin Shubei.

Shaking her head, Song Yuening suppressed the idea for a short time and decided to find an opportunity to investigate Lu Qiang first.

Xie family.

Xie Mincheng was sitting on the sofa, holding a teacup in his hand, skimming off the foam on the surface of the tea, and took a sip of tea.

Xie Zitao, who was sitting next to him, was pressing various icons on the tablet with his head down. After a while, he lost interest and threw it aside.

Seeing this, Xie Mincheng raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his hand to touch the top of his head in a funny manner. The seriousness he had just now completely disappeared.

"What's wrong with our Zitao? Are you unhappy? If you have anything to do, tell grandpa and grandpa will help you solve it."

Xie Zitao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he raised his head to look at Xie Mincheng, coquettishly holding his arm and shaking it.

"Really Grandpa? Can I have anything I want?"

Xie Mincheng reluctantly put the teacup in his hand back on the table, raised his index finger and lightly scratched the bridge of his nose, and replied lovingly.

"Really, Zitao can do anything he wants. With grandpa here, even if you want the stars in the sky, grandpa will find a way to pick them for you."

He lost his son in middle age and was devastated. Almost all his love for his dead son was devoted to his grandson.

Knowing how difficult it was for him to lose his father when he was young, he tried every means to make him happy.

Now that he was acting coquettishly towards him, how could Xie Mincheng not agree?

Just when Xie Zitao wanted to say "I want to go to Teacher Song's house", Xie Mingyuan, who had just walked down the stairs, spoke up.

"Zitao, what are you kidding about again?"

Xie Mingyuan's voice was light and there was no emotion at all.

Xie Zitao swallowed the words on his lips, curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and muttered a few words in a low voice.

"My uncle is a liar. He clearly promised that Teacher Song and I would play together..."

He spoke in a low voice, almost silent in the second half of the sentence. Xie Mincheng only listened to half of his words and immediately looked at his son.

"Did you bully Zitao again?"

Xie Mincheng's eyes were sharp, and the aura of the superior immediately poured out and pressed towards Xie Mingyuan.

But the latter just raised his eyelids, glanced at him lightly, and then walked straight to sit opposite him.

"If I don't care about him, will I really cause him to turn upside down?"

Xie Mingyuan looked at Xie Zitao, who was holding up a pillow to cover his face, with a hint of helplessness on his brows.

"Dad, Zitao is not young anymore. You can't always spoil him like this. This is not a good thing for him."

Xie Mincheng snorted coldly, not bothering to look at him, and simply lowered his head to tease Xie Zitao beside him.

"What are you afraid of? Our Zitao is smart. He knows right and wrong. Even if I spoil him, he will not be like other people's children. He doesn't know where the sky is and the earth is."

After his persuasion failed, Xie Mingyuan simply stopped talking.

He thought about the documents he had just sorted in the study, and when he was about to speak, the voice of the Filipino maid suddenly came from the door.

"Hello, Miss Tang."

Tang Wanran?

Why is she here?

Xie Mingyuan's expression did not change, but his thin lips pursed into a straight line.

When Tang Wanran walked into the living room on high heels, he saw Xie Mingyuan at first sight, and a touch of joy suddenly appeared in his beautiful eyes.

She originally came to visit Xie Mincheng's family today, but she didn't expect Xie Mingyuan to be there.

"Wanran is here."

When Xie Mincheng saw Tang Wan, he smiled and waved, motioning for her to sit over.

He watched Tang Wanran and Xie Mingyuan grow up together. He was still satisfied with this child, so naturally he was not stingy with his smile.

"Uncle, you are finally back."

Tang Wanran sat next to Xie Mincheng and casually placed several gift boxes in his hands on the table.

The corners of her lips curled up, and the corners of her eyes and brows were tinged with smiles.

"This is something I bought for you when I went shopping. Since you were away, I kept it at home."

"Fortunately, you're back. If it had been a few more months, I would have almost run out of gifts for you."