Has the wolfish president had enough trouble?

Thinking of this, Lan Jingyi picked up the phone and tapped Jin Xuexi's phone number lightly with her fingertips, "Xuexi, I'm in the small apartment, come on, I want you to stay with me."

"Sister Lan, you went to the scene, didn't you?" Jin Xuexi asked worriedly.

"Yeah." She replied wearily, she didn't sleep all night, but she was still only tired and not sleepy, "By the way, before you come, go to my room in the villa and bring me something, thank you."

"What?" Jin Xuexi was surprised.

"Qingqing's computer." The sixth sense at that time was only for that person's message in QQ, so she just wanted to chat with that person on QQ for a while.

"Okay." Jin Xue replied and hung up.

The car drove into the small apartment complex.

It seems that every time she is in a bad mood, she likes to come here. Only here can she slowly lick her wounds.

"Jing Yi, do you want a supper?" Jian Feili looked at her pale face and her back walking alone in the night, he felt sorry for her.

Lan Jingyi shook her head lightly. She can't eat anything now, let alone talk to others, "Feili, I want to be alone for a while." People stopped in front of the gate downstairs, and she chased away the guests. .

"Okay, call me if you have anything to do, and turn it on 24 hours a day." Jian Feili stopped in his tracks, he understood what she meant, and looked at her again with his black eyes before turning around and leaving lonely.

"Hmm." Lan Jingyi looked at Jian Feili's back, slender and straight, she missed him in this life, it must be God's will.

"Ma'am, Mr. Jian is right. You should have some supper. I'll go buy some and I'll be back soon." The bodyguard tried to persuade her. At least she still has a mistress in her stomach. Why don't you eat? OK.

Lan Jingyi nodded, and entered the lobby alone.

Entering the elevator, it was as if Jiang Junyue was beside her in the small space, but when she turned around, there was nothing around her, he was not there.

All in all, it seems that there is no warning at all.

No, she absolutely did not believe that Jiang Junyue would be that stupid. Looking back on everything he did before, which one was wrong?

The elevator stopped, and she stepped out slowly, but when she looked up, she saw a man leaning on a door in the corridor.

The owner of that door is none other than Yin Qingrou.

That man was none other than the injured Li Fuyu. At this time, his arm was still wrapped in bandages. Hearing her footsteps, he turned his head slowly. The first time he saw her was indifference, and then, coldly. Said: "I heard that something happened to Jiang Junyue?"

Lan Jingyi didn't pay attention to Li Fuyu, and didn't want to pay attention to him. He must be physically and mentally exhausted. On the one hand, his son's murderer will go to jail and sue, and on the other hand, his new wife is involved in the situation. A wedding has turned into a funeral. , Yutong is about to change hands, and he can still walk out of the room at this time, which can be regarded as his ability to withstand pressure is very strong.

"Hey, I asked you something, did you hear?" Just when Lan Jingyi stopped in front of her small apartment and took out the key to open the door, Li Fuyu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and grabbed Lan Jingyi's shoulder as soon as he stretched out his hand .

"Mr. Li, please respect yourself." Lan Jingyi didn't turn her head. At this moment, she was in a bad mood and didn't want to deal with anyone, not anyone.

It seems that this Li Fuyu likes to come to Yin Qingrou to trouble her the most.

"You should let your man be self-respecting. You are going to give birth to three children for him. He is still in an ambiguous relationship with Qingrou. I really don't understand how you can bear it? Or, do you like being with other people very much?" A woman with a husband who serves her husband? Well, this hobby is quite unique.”

"That's my business. It has nothing to do with you. Let go." Jiang Junyue doesn't know life or death, but she is not easy to bully. She turned around and pushed Li Fuyu's arm with one hand. He was the first to attack, so don't blame her for not polite.

"Ah..." Li Fuyu screamed, and Lan Jingyi's push was so right that it landed on Li Fuyu's wound, "You...killed someone."

"Mr. Li calls casually, and Lan will not accompany him." He called him, she opened her door, and when she stepped in, Li Fuyu was about to follow, but she had already closed the door hard with a "bang".

The moment the door closed, she heard Li Fuyu say: "There must be some, there must be some in her room."

But no matter what he said, it had nothing to do with her.

Li Fuyu was knocking on the door, but Lan Jingyi turned a deaf ear, entered the small apartment, picked up the mobile phone and reported it to the security guard, it was none of her business that he was provoked, it was his own son's fault, and of course, Yin Qingrou.

It was quiet outside the door soon, and the bodyguard came back, and handed her a midnight snack. It was her favorite crystal steamed dumpling. She never expected to buy this so late. She opened the food box and stared at it intently. , I feel a little sore in my heart, Jiang Junyue, I really don't want to play like this, is this trying to play her rhythm dizzy?

This night, she was really stimulated.

Eat one and sigh.

The phone kept ringing, and she didn't want to answer it. It was all Jiang Junyue's three brothers' calls. It took so long for things to happen before she wanted to call to greet her. She was angry.

We still karaoke together at night, and then we didn't take our buddies seriously.

She ate a box of steamed dumplings like swallowing wax, she didn't know what she had eaten, she was just eating, it seemed that only eating could relieve her inexplicable and inexplicable mood at the moment.

Jin Xuexi hasn't come yet.

Lan Jingyi lay quietly on the bed in the bedroom, vaguely smelling of Jiang Junyue, which made her heart feel extremely sour every time she sniffed it.

"Dingling... Dingling..." The doorbell rang in such a quiet night, the first sound gave people a sense of horror, and when it rang again, Lan Jingyi had already got out of bed, and it was Jin Xuexi who came , she wants to use Jiang Junyue's computer, and she wants to meet that person in QQ again.

The bodyguard in the living room also got up to open the door, probably thinking it was Jin Xuexi.

Lan Jingyi waved her hand, "I'll do it."

Without even looking in the door mirror, she opened the door without thinking.

"Bang", the door just opened, and a fist brought by the wind hit her hard on the chest, making her unable to stand still and began to retreat quickly.

She made a mistake and guessed wrong. The person who came was not Jin Xuexi, and of course it was not Li Fuyu. Li Fuyu had already been asked away by the security of the community. It was He Zhiling who came. The last time she saw He Zhiling, she was still in the hospital. She was unconscious on the push bed. After these few days of recuperation, her complexion has improved a lot, "You broomstick, did you harm LaCrosse? It's all you, you accompany me LaCrosse, you accompany me son."

Without giving Lan Jingyi any chance to defend herself, He Zhiling had already rushed in, scolding Lan Jingyi while pushing her, wishing to cram her tendons and peel her skin.

Lan Jingyi's mind is full of the pile of bones she saw at the scene of the explosion. Although she still has to wait for the dna to come out to confirm whether it is Jiang Junyue, she is still very sad at the moment. She feels even worse when Jiang Junyue's accident happened. It's all to blame her?

He Zhiling's actions were clearly unreasonable, and she was used to vent her anger, but in view of Jiang Junyue's face, she was not good at responding to his mother, so she kept backing back and forth until her back was pressed against the wall. , and then stopped.

"Eldest lady, let go quickly, she is pregnant, you can't..." The bodyguard guarding the living room hurried up to pull He Zhiling away.

"Who are you?" He Zhiling turned around abruptly, staring at the bodyguard with fierce eyes, "This Junyue's body is still cold, Lan Jingyi, you actually secretly raised a man at home, right? You are really shameless. She waved her hand, and waved towards Lan Jingyi with a slap.

This is very accurate.

Lan Jingyi even felt a gust of wind coming, if it fell this time, her face would definitely have a clear Five Fingers Mountain.

Just because she let He Zhiling, it doesn't mean that she can let He Zhiling bully her at will. At this time, she was even thinking that if she had another chance, what she gave He Zhiling would definitely not be the little bit of Guodaomo that she met when she first met. She is a lot, let her go to the toilet and die.

Wasn't this wicked woman just as fierce when she pushed Mu Jinshan into the sea?

No wonder Jiang Hanyu doesn't like He Zhiling, if she were a man, she wouldn't like such a tough and unreasonable woman, it's too unfeminine.

Lan Jingyi's immediate reaction was to tilt her head, and immediately avoided He Zhiling's hand waving towards her.

"Ah..." She just wanted to move her body away and continue to avoid He Zhiling's possible second attack. She didn't want to, He Zhiling's hysterical scream came from above her head, "Killed, killed."

Lan Jingyi frowned. She didn't even touch He Zhiling. Why did she kill? It was only at this time that she saw that He Zhiling's retracted hand was stuck with a thumbtack, and it was a modified thumbtack. Let's paint the colorful thumbtacks, paint them and then stick them on the paintings they collaborated with. I don't want to get into the palm of He Zhiling now, and blood will flow out immediately.

Lan Jingyi's eyebrows widened, even God couldn't stand it anymore, "It was Qin Qin Zhuang Zhuang who did it, why don't you go and sue them two little things for killing you?" Anyone should be treated the same way. The way, this He Zhiling doesn't look like a dick, she is so pitiful Jiang Junyue, how could Jiang Junyue have such a mother, when his son had an accident, he didn't think about how to deal with the aftermath, but came to her to make trouble.

"You...you..." With her words, He Zhiling's face turned livid, she missed a slap just now, and now she raised her leg in anger and was about to kick Lan Jingyi.

Naturally, Lan Jingyi couldn't let her get kicked, and now she couldn't bear to part with the mistress in her stomach. When she moved her body, her feet also moved slightly. Suddenly, a small bench that Qinqin Zhuangzhuang had used before moved. , happened to trip over He Zhiling's calf, "Ah..." There was another scream. This time, He Zhiling not only fell down, but also hit her head on the facing wall, and the thumbtack stuck in her hand was also pushed against the wall. On the wall, even closer to the flesh...