The female president's mad dragon bodyguard

"But are you sure you can find the murderer just like this?"

Ding Ziyan was stunned by Ye Lengfeng's question, and her face looked a little unnatural.

"I will definitely try my best to find it."

But Ye Lengfeng's next question made Ding Ziyan even more embarrassed.

"What if you die but can't be found? Have you ever thought about how your mother will face it when she wakes up and finds out something happened to you?"

After listening to Ye Lengfeng's words, Ding Ziyan felt more and more confused, but she didn't want to give up just like that.

She simply covered her ears and squatted under the tree.

"Uncle, please stop trying to persuade me. No matter what, this is something I have decided. I will do it regardless of whether I succeed or not."

Ye Lengfeng's words seemed to be deafening.

"Aren't you afraid that even if you risk your life, you won't get what you want?"

Ding Ziyan's delicate body trembled, and she subconsciously began to resist Ye Lengfeng's words. However, those words still poured into Ding Ziyan's ears.

"No, no."

As long as you try your best to investigate, you will definitely know who the real murderer is, and you will definitely not find nothing like Ye Lengfeng said!

"Have you ever thought about what your mom would think if she couldn't see you when she woke up?"

The boundless fear seemed to swallow up Ding Ziyan's whole body. In the fear, she felt suffocated and wanted to break out of this cage at all costs. However, this cage was built by her own hands. She must find the mother who wants to harm her. My murderer.

"Yan Yan, please stop acting rashly."

Ye Lengfeng's words broke into Ding Ziyan's ears along with a sigh.

"Uncle, I'm really scared, but I don't know what to do. I don't want to wait any longer."

Ding Ziyan slowly put down her hands covering her ears, tears streaming down her face.

"Believe me, I will definitely find the real murderer."

Ye Lengfeng's determined look also rekindled hope in Ding Ziyan's heart.

"Really, uncle, can you really find the murderer who framed my mommy?"

Ye Lengfeng nodded, his expression unquestionable.

"Don't worry, I will find him at all costs. Just eat and sleep well and don't let your mother worry."

In the Li family villa, the housekeeper accidentally yawned gracefully. Seeing that it was going to rain, he was about to close all the windows on the first floor.

A ray of white light flashed across the sky, as if it was splitting the entire sky into two, followed by a dull thunder. Such a thunder god made people feel uncomfortable.

The housekeeper planned to close the window and go to sleep.

He made a hasty inspection and prepared to return to the room.

The man in iron clothes walked down the stairs neatly and appeared quietly behind the housekeeper.

The housekeeper who turned around shivered with fright.

"You, how come you don't make any sound when you walk? It really scared me."

Tie Yi squinted his eyes and looked at him, and said coolly and sarcastically: "Aren't you deaf?"

This sentence made the housekeeper speechless. He wanted to argue but belatedly remembered that this person was not to be offended.

The housekeeper turned around and left angrily. Before returning to his room, he caught a glimpse of Tie Yi heading toward the kitchen.

Why was he going to the kitchen so late? There shouldn't be anything to eat.

If the person coming down at this time was Han Song or Zhao Yang, the housekeeper would probably ask more questions, but when he met this person, he didn't even dare to say anything.

Do whatever you want, just don't talk to yourself like you just did.

The housekeeper now regards Tieyi as the god of plague and avoids him.

He locked the door neatly, leaned against the door and patted his chest as if he was relieved.

Fortunately, I didn't say anything more to that person.

The way the guy looked at him just now sent shivers down his spine. It wasn't until he returned to his room and locked the door that the feeling eased a little.

The housekeeper sincerely hoped that Li Jiyun would take them away quickly and not let this guy scare him all the time late at night.

Lying on the bed, the housekeeper vaguely heard some sharp sound, like the sound of sharpening a knife. When such a guess came to his mind, he couldn't help but laugh.

As expected, he was frightened, thinking that someone was sharpening a knife in the middle of the night.

He turned over and tried to fall asleep quickly.

A dark figure came out of the kitchen quietly, seemingly holding something in his hand.

The man stayed at the window on the first floor for a long time, and then turned around and went upstairs until the heavy rain fell.

Han Song tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Just as he was about to get up, he felt a sharp pain all over his body. The pain from the whip seemed to be more severe. He lowered his head and glanced at his torn body. He gritted his teeth and chose a comfortable position. He leaned on the bed in a posture that touched as few wounds on his body as possible.

Not sure why it rained so heavily tonight, Han Song felt a little irritable for no reason.

Perhaps because he was not sleepy at all, his hearing was particularly sharp now. Even when it was raining heavily outside the window, he could still hear a rustling sound coming from the corridor.

Han Song took out his mobile phone from under the pillow, looked at the time and became even more puzzled.

It's already so late. Who is wandering in the corridor? Is it that guy Li Jiyun who has nothing to do in the middle of the night?

Han Song didn't want to see Li Jiyun, after all, he had been beaten by him just the day before yesterday, but he was still a little curious.

Why is Li Jiyun still up so late? Is there something bothering him?

While he was thinking wildly, he felt that the sound was getting closer and closer to him, and it sounded weirder and weirder. It didn't sound like human footsteps, but instead sounded like the sound of something dragging on the ground.

The more Han Song listened, the weirder he became. He wanted to get up and open the door to see what the noise was, but his reason stopped him.

Han Song had a suspicion in his mind that made him extremely frightened. Could it be that the person outside was not Li Jiyun?

His whole body was shaking uncontrollably because of this speculation.

Especially when the sound stopped at his door, Han Song was like a frightened bird. He held his breath and concentrated hard not to make a sound.

The sounds outside suddenly disappeared. Doesn't this mean that he is still at the door of his room and has not left?

This guess shocked Han Song and made him even more confused about what to do.

Who is the person outside the door?

Could it be Tieyi? If it was really him, was it because he had exposed too many flaws that made him suspicious!

Han Song subconsciously looked for the knife he put on the bedside.