Chapter 831 Doubt

Kitchen, warehouse.

A corpse was lying on the floor and had been dead for a long time.

Song Yaoya only took a look, his eyes were covered by a big hand, his back pressed into his broad and strong chest.

"It's a dead end."

Yi Ting was silent for a long time, then laughed in anger.

The monitor showed that this servant was the one who gave Song Yaoyao the cake.

Moreover, she didn't know why, so she went to the bathroom for a round.

There is a blind spot there, but it can be seen from the surveillance that An Ruoyao also walked out of the corridor shortly after she left.

From beginning to end, An Ruoyao has never touched cakes.

Just like Song Yaoyao said, this matter has nothing to do with her.

She is just a scapegoat used by the master behind the scenes to divert his eyes.

The alarm was lifted, and none of the people who were clamoring to leave before were willing to leave this time.

They stood in place, looking forward to it.

Who is waiting, the answer is self-evident.

Song Jingwan stood quietly in the corner, and the dim light fell on her side face, clearly disappearing. Half an angel, half like a demon.

The hour when An Ruoyao was kept in the lounge was like a year.

As soon as she came out, she saw her parents standing at the door waiting for her.

Her eyes were already swollen from crying, she rushed into their arms, howled and vented her fear.

Song Jing tucked her lips mockingly, turned and left.

What is family affection?

"Song Jingwan!"

She was about to get into the car when she was suddenly caught by her wrist, and she was pulled out abruptly.

Song Jingwan turned her head and met Huo Ningxi's indifferent eyes.

She raised her eyebrows and asked puzzledly: "Ning Xi, what's the matter?"

"What is your purpose? Are you really just apologizing to you?"

"Otherwise?" Song Jingwan blinked, looking at him aggrievedly, "Ning Xi, we grew up together, do you doubt me?"

It's a pity that her pitiful appearance can't shake Huo Ningxi's hard heart.

He lowered his eyes, and looked at Song Jingwan condescendingly, not letting go of any clues.

Song Jingwan raised her head, letting Huo Ningxi look quietly.

From the beginning to the end, even the eyelashes were not blinked.

Huo Ningxi released his hand, stepped back, and opened the door for Song Jingwan.

"It's best to be like this. I hope all this tonight has nothing to do with you."

"Thank you."

Song Jingwan nodded, bent down and got into the car.

She raised her lips, smiling softly.

"Of course it has nothing to do with me. How can I dare to kill? Besides, I have no motive."

"Boom—"

What responded to her was the sound of the car door being closed.

Through the half-open window, Song Jingwan looked into Huo Ningxi's eyes.

Indifferent, thin and cool.

Ah……

As expected of the Huo family, it's really difficult.

"Be careful on the road, goodbye." He turned around and left without reluctance.

"Goodbye."

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The guests waited for a long time, but did not wait for Song Yao to show up.

And Song Yaoyao had already left the other door.

She leaned against Huo Yunque's arms and fell asleep.

Outside the car window, the night scene of the city is bustling. The light and shadow of the street lamp flew all the way, quickly dangling from the car window. The light and shadow were brilliant, hitting the girl's delicate pale face, her black eyelashes drooping like a perching butterfly.

The carriage was extremely quiet, and the man gently rubbed her delicate face with his fingers, and the dark and cold eyes were dark and cold.

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Such a big thing happened to the Yi family, and subsequent actions were frequent.

On the bright side, Fengcheng is as prosperous and lively as ever, in fact, the waves below it are rough and stormy waves can be set off at any time.

(End of this chapter)