Fatal temptation

"So you fainted from fright?"

"..." I have to say that some of Chen Qiao's words are really not very merciful, no matter how well-mannered Jiang Yiran is, his expression also changed a few times.

"of course not."

He quickly adjusted his expression, "I don't know why I fainted, probably because my health has been really bad recently."

"..."

When Chen Qiao saw his reticent attitude, he knew that he was doomed to not be able to ask anything today.

This Young Master Jiang seemed to be very talkative, but it was only when he got in touch with him that he realized that he was not so talkative. He was clearly a "Tai Chi" master, but he was full of lies but pretended to be very sincere.

If someone else came over today, he might have been tricked by him.

Sure enough, none of these children who came out of the deep house were simple.

However, seeing that he was silent, Jiang Yiran blinked and said innocently, "Officer Chen, what exactly do you want to ask?"

"..." Chen Qiao coughed, and finally got to the point, "We deciphered from the special video that a man in black came in and out of the back door of Sun's house the night before Yu Ming's death. The back of that man is very similar to you. Excuse me, What are you doing to see Yu Ming so late?"

After speaking, Chen Qiao took out a bunch of photos.

Jiang Yiran smiled, "Officer Chen, are you going to say next, because this person's height and build are the same as mine, so he is me?"

"..."

"Officer Chen, you are not suitable to be a policeman."

After saying this, he narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the door, where Cheng Simu was standing there with a big bag and a small bag.

Jiang Yiran smiled even more happily.

Can you have fun?It is rare to see Mr. Cheng with such a breath of life.

"Amu, are you here?"

When Cheng Simu saw Jiang Yiran, he was very happy at first, but when he saw Chen Qiao sitting next to him, his expression suddenly sank.

"Officer Chen, did you forget our agreement?"

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Cheng, I just came to see Young Master Jiang."

"Please go back after reading it. The doctor said that Yiran still needs to rest more."

"...Okay. Then I won't bother you." Chen Qiao understood better than anyone else that he should obey Cheng Simu and not provoke him, so he didn't stop much, stood up and walked towards the door.

Just as he was about to walk out the door and silently counted to three, he heard Cheng Simu's low voice, "Friendly reminder, there is something you want at Mr. Zhan's birthday banquet."

Chen Qiao paused for a moment, nodded, then unscrewed the handle and walked out.

"Amu."

"how do you feel today?"

"It's much better. What is this?" Jiang Yiran lowered his head, and naturally saw the paper bag in Cheng Simu's hand.

"Passing by Xingfangzhai, I stopped by to buy porridge and purple sweet potato buns, eat them while they're hot."

"How do you know I like purple potato buns?"

"..." Cheng Simu thought to herself, it was rare for you to have such a little liking before, how could I not take it to heart.

Cheng Simu just sat and fed Jiang Yiran spoon by spoon, neither of them spoke.

The soft, glutinous and refreshing porridge slipped into his throat, which was very comfortable, but it also burned his heart. For a second, Jiang Yiran even felt that even if he died immediately, he should have no regrets.

In fact, he can get out of bed now, and even wants to be discharged from the hospital without any problem, but in his heart, he just wants to be weak and indulge for a while.