In the banquet hall of Tianhua Hotel, handsome men and beautiful women walk together, radiant and coquettish.

Jiang Yan stood next to Lu Lin, with a talented and beautiful appearance, a pair of bi people, and the handsome men and women passing by them couldn't help but look at them more.

Pleasing to the eye.

Lu Lin stretched out his hand from her handbag, drew out the dagger, made a few fancy gestures at random, and asked in a deep voice, "Bring a knife with you?"

"Be careful and sharp." Jiang Yan explained: "Bought it in the free trade market in the Middle East, just to guard yourself."

"The knife is a good knife." Lu Lin put the knife in his pocket: "Confiscate."

"Hey!"

I've never seen someone so confident in taking advantage of others.

Jiang Yan was reluctant: "I used it to defend myself."

"Who told you to use a knife to defend yourself." Lu Lin patted her on the head with the handle of the knife: "Can you use it?"

"Why not, if anyone bullies me, I will cut him off!"

"If you don't cut your hand, let the bad guy take the knife and use it against you. It was originally just for money, but it has become murder."

"Hey?" Jiang Yan didn't think of this, but it did make sense. She simply said generously: "Okay, I'll give it to you."

She took Lu Lin's arm, stood at the buffet table, and quietly said to him: "Brother Lu Lu, you can eat all of these, hurry up and eat more. By the way, have you brought the box? Do you need to pack it?"

Lu Linxin said that perhaps Xiao Wang should be allowed to come over.

"Not hungry."

Jiang Yan didn't believe him. She had an empty stomach after get off work, so how could she not be hungry.

"It's okay, we don't need to be like those people." Jiang Yan said in a nutshell, looking at the gentlemen and ladies who kept smiling politely in the banquet hall.

"They are here to communicate and expand their connections. We are here for other purposes. Don't be so tight and relax."

"Other purpose?"

At this time, Jiang Yan pulled Lu Lin's sleeves: "Here is here."

Lu Lin looked up. Not far from the crowd, a pair of men and women walked up. They were familiar. The man was in a black suit and the woman was wearing a light-colored low-cut dress.

It was Li Hong who made trouble at the police station that day, and his timid wife. But at the moment Li Hong dressed up and looked like a different person from the ferocious appearance in the police station that day.

Lu Lin asked, "Are you here for this banquet?"

"Well, in this issue of the news agency, I want to write about domestic violence."

Lu Lin and Jiang Yan approached the two of them, stood at the buffet table, watching them.

Li Hong blushed, holding a glass of wine, and toasting to everyone. His wife took his hand and whispered to persuade him to drink less. His expression was gentle: "Okay, listen to you."

"President Li, Mrs. Zun really cares about you." Someone flattered.

"Oh, woman, it's duty."

"It's enviable to see your husband and wife loving each other."

The woman lowered her head and smiled perfunctorily, but her eyes were reluctant, her hand holding the wine glass trembled, and the wine spilled out.

"Damn."

"Look at you, it's really accidental." Li Hong took a tissue and wiped the alcohol stains on her body.

Mrs. Li retreated instinctively: "I, I will come by myself, thank you husband."

The couple walked away arm in arm.

Renqian is indeed a loving husband and wife of Jinse and Ming.

If it hadn't been for his rude appearance that day, it would be difficult to connect the glamorous gentleman in front of him today.

Out of the banquet hall, it was late at night.

The moon was cold and clear, and the shadows of the lights in the banquet hall in the distance were dimmed, and the voices gradually faded away.

At this time, under the terrace, there was a woman whispering.

Jiang Yan held her hands on the terrace to visit, Lu Lin quickly supported her: "Be careful."

"Someone is crying, go down and have a look."

"People cry, what's so beautiful."

"You are hard-hearted."

Jiang Yan ignored him, looking for a voice down the Baishi stairs, but not far away, under Tengluo, there was a woman wiping her tears, it was Mrs. Li.

The moonlight is clear tonight, and the red palm marks on her face can be vaguely seen. While crying, she took out the powder and touched up her makeup in the mirror, her face confused and confused.

"You cried and spent your makeup, and you can't stick to your face with powder."

Jiang Yan suddenly said, Mrs. Li was startled, and instinctively backed two steps: "Who are you?"

"Who do you think I am?"

Mrs. Li approached Jiang Yan and looked at her by the moonlight: "Are you... that child's sister that night?"

Jiang Yan smiled: "You have a good memory."

"Why are you here?" Mrs. Li looked at Jiang Yan, and then at Lu Lin, who was waiting at the side of the stairs without looking far away: "You are not here to arrest my husband, right!"

She suddenly panicked: "My husband did nothing, don't catch him!"

Jiang Yan pointed her finger at her face: "He didn't do anything. Where did the mark on your face come from?"

Mrs. Li covered her face and insisted: "I just fell."

"I fell and cried like this, kid?"

Madam Li quickly wiped her tears and looked at Jiang Yan: "I'm really sorry about your brother's affairs. What happened that day was a misunderstanding, but my husband didn't do anything illegal, you guys...what do you want to do?"

Jiang Yan opened the handbag, took out a business card from it, and handed it to her: "My name is Jiang Yan, a reporter from Jiangcheng TV News Agency."

"reporter?"

Knowing that Mrs. Li has something unspeakable, Jiang Yan said, "I'm leaving now, but if you need my help, you can call me anytime."

The night is pretty good tonight, Jiang Yan and Lu Lin took a walk home.

"I don’t understand your news reports, but in recent years, I have come into contact with many domestic violence cases. Because of the concealment of the violence, the difficulty of obtaining evidence, coupled with many factors such as family relatives and social concepts, it takes a lot of trouble. It's difficult to do."

"Yeah, who wants to say something embarrassing to me?" Jiang Yan thought of Mrs. Li, who was elegant in front of her, talked and laughed happily, was aggrieved, and cried and repaired makeup. She seemed to be a face-to-face person.

Lu Lin said: "It's not only embarrassment, but a family character and a love character firmly bind a woman. Sin is like a rose stamen, which is heavily covered by petals. Outside of gold and jade, it's in frustration. It is difficult for outsiders to intervene."

Jiang Yan felt that Lu Lin's use of roses as a metaphor for domestic violence was very vivid, and he was indeed a savage literary youth.

"No matter how deep the guilt is buried, there will always be the day when the sun will be seen again." Jiang Yan felt quite unconvinced when thinking of Madam Li's aggrieved appearance: "I want to get rid of the mist and bring clarity to the world."

Lu Lin looked down at her, his eyes deep.

Jiang Yan was embarrassed by his staring, and touched her face: "What are you looking at me for?"

Lu Lin stretched out his hand and patted her on the back, patted her figure suddenly forward, and was held by him again.

Jiang Yan fought back and slapped him with her hands, but he was as stable as a mountain, motionless.

Jiang Yan tried again, but Lu Lin grabbed her wrist and drew him closer, and the two breathed.

Jiang Yan's heart was a little confused.

"You bully."

"Bullying you is not a day or two."

On the contrary, he is justified.

"So what are you doing with me?"

"I am not shooting you, I am hitting you."

"..."

"I was as innocent and innocent as I was when I graduated, thinking that with a camera in my hand, I would be able to repay the world a bright future?"

"Returning the world to the world, that is what your police uncle wants to do. I just want to show the truth."

"you really…"

Smart teeth, never give up.

"What?" Jiang Yan pulled him, smiling.

"Innocent and cute, thinking..."

"Want to kiss?" Jiang Yan pouted and asked for a kiss with Lu Lin.

Lu Lin squeezed her mouth and looked at her blinking big eyes, the stars were mottled.

"Jiang Yan, leave without saying goodbye, leave me, I haven't forgiven you yet."

He let go of her, Jiang Yan stopped suddenly.

The two of them walked silently on the street, a gust of wind blew, and an empty can was rolled on the road, Lu Lin possessed and picked it up and threw it into the trash can.

"I'm sorry, Lu Lu, you are angry, I know." Jiang Yan took a deep breath and smiled at him: "I will definitely work harder."