minister under clothes

Of course the prison library is not advanced, but because of Yan Tou's recent application, many new books have indeed been brought in.

There are not many people, only he and two other college students who have committed the crime of intentional wounding clean up.

I have to admit that no matter how hard it is to move the books, it is always better than working in the factory. Besides, Yan Tou is usually very serious in doing things, and also keeps the place in order.

This afternoon, he was looking through the textbooks for his new degree in the borrowing office when the inmate in the same cell unexpectedly appeared and said cautiously: "Brother, I want to borrow some books about cooking. Prison, I think..."

Yan Tou didn't want to have any interaction with the people here, but he didn't intend to provoke anyone. After all, there is no good person who can get in here, and because he is also an Asian, he stood up silently He took him to the bookshelf against the wall on the second floor, and said, "The two rows above are all there."

The inmate was only about 1.6 meters tall, usually soft and weak, and said softly, "Help me get a few books, I can't reach them..."

Yan Tou didn't doubt that there was him, so he had to impatiently move the ladder and climb up, frowning to choose.

The little inmate raised his head and looked at Yan Tou's back with tangled eyes. He didn't know where the strength came from, but he suddenly stretched out his foot to hook the ladder down, and took advantage of the moment Yan Tou lost his center of gravity, and pushed him hard again.

This happened so suddenly that it was impossible to guard against it. Yan Tou grabbed the bookshelf in a panic, but still fell down with a pile of books, knocked his head on the ground, and felt a sudden sharp pain in his back. Before he could exclaim, he curled up.

The inmate took a few steps back nervously, stood there for a while, and saw that Yan Tou in the pile of books still didn't make a sound or even move, so he showed a scared expression and hurried downstairs .

The blood gradually soaked the old floor and soaked the pages of the book, filling the air with a horrible smell.

"Mr. Lu, if possible, we will construct according to this design drawing."

The newly hired assistant stood neatly in the office, holding the sample report that the construction company had just faxed.

Lu Qingyi nodded, and then ordered: "Talk to them that it must be completed according to the schedule, and that Mr. Bai's coming to New York must be properly arranged."

"Okay." The assistant nodded, turned and opened the door to leave.

Lu Qingyi took off his glasses and put them on the table, rubbing between his brows, he didn't know what was going on, he was always a little restless today.

Because I have secretly decided to accompany Yan Tou in New York, I don't plan to open a gallery in Beijing before. If I don't want to change careers, I have to start all over again.

He was also very sorry for wasting Bai Sheng's time for so long.

While thinking wildly, the phone at hand rang again, and it was the assistant who dialed from outside: "Mr. Lu, Ms. Gabrielle just called and asked you to meet her. The sooner the better, she said it was urgent."

Lu Qingyi usually doesn't have much contact with Yan Tou's family, so he was a little anxious when he heard this: "What's wrong with Nate?"

"Sorry, I don't know either." The assistant apologized.

"I see." Lu Qingyi immediately hung up the phone, took the car keys and ran out in a hurry.

Whatever happened, Gabrielle wasn't one to gossip with him.

The manor, which was always brightly lit, was a bit solemn for some reason.

Lu Qingyi was taken to the reception room by the housekeeper, and drank half a cup of coffee before waiting for the hostess to appear.

Gabrielle seems to have aged very quickly in the past two years. At first glance, she looks like the big beauty who broke into the middle school dormitory back then.

"Sorry, I heard you've been busy recently." She apologized softly, but there was no apology in her tone.

Lu Qingyi smiled uneasily.

Gabrielle sat down, was stunned for a while, and then said: "I called you, it's morning...Xiao Tou's grandfather passed away, and part of his inheritance was left to Xiao Tou, who asked to be handed over to you for safekeeping before he was released from prison. "

Lu Qingyi still hasn't forgotten how this family used to be eyeing that fortune, and he just asked, "Did you get what you wanted?"

Gabrielle smiled.

Lu Qingyi understood instantly, and didn't ask any more questions, but his expression was a bit ugly.

Gabrielle said: "Are you afraid of what I will do to you? The reason why my father arranged this is that I don't want me to touch you. Besides, Xiao Tou has reached this point. I never want to lose my only son."

Lu Qingyi looked away, he understood that the situation where everyone is happy will never exist, and life is an eternal compromise.

At this moment, a servant came in with a wireless phone in his hand and said, "Miss, yours."

Gabrielle picked it up, only to hear the lawyer inside say: "There was an accident in the prison today. The young master was injured. He has been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. The situation is unknown now."

"What's going on?" Gabrielle raised her eyes and glanced at Lu Qingyi, her face turned pale, but her expression remained calm.

The lawyer said: "It seems that I fell while climbing a ladder in the library, and I just fell on a nail and stabbed my internal organs..."

"I'll go find you and meet up." Gabrielle interrupted him.

The lawyer asked, "Do you want to notify Mr. Lu?"

Gabrielle replied: "No."

It's just because Yan Tou has told him too many times before, no matter how unlucky he is in prison, he can't tell Lu Qingyi too much.

So now Lu Qingyi still looked at this strong-faced and calm mother in puzzlement, as if she was afraid of disturbing her, and it had nothing to do with her.

There are obviously no dangerous items in the prison, but in those few days when the new bookcase was assembled, the workers outside were busy going to lunch, so they left everything there. Before Yan Tou regained consciousness, he could only think that he was really unlucky .

Poor Gabrielle was distraught, but she couldn't casually see her injured son who was under strict guard. She wandered around the prison hospital all the time, asking her lawyer to check with the police for information.

It was not until two days later that I received a call from Yan Tou, with a very haggard voice: "Mom...I'm fine...don't worry..."

Gabrielle gasped: "Why are you so careless!"

Yan Tou said: "It's not accidental...it was pushed...the prison has...investigated, and I can be hospitalized...I don't like to stay in a cell..."

Tears had circled in the eyes, but Gabrielle's voice remained the same: "Who did it?"

"Who hates me...don't you know...you and grandpa, and dad, be careful...and Tsing Yi...look at him for me...these few months...just say that I'm not doing well, can't Just visit the prison..." The more Yan Tou talked, the more he lost his strength, and he didn't know what was going on with him at the moment.

Gabrielle stood in an unknown fast food restaurant, looked at the heavily guarded hospital in the distance, clenched her fists, did not mention the fact that her father had passed away, but said: "It is enough for you to protect yourself. Are you alive?"

Yan Tou laughed hoarsely.

Gabrielle also had a love that she was chasing hard. She frowned and asked, "Xiao Tou, is it worth it?"

Yan Tou replied: "Very happy."