Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

Standing next to Wen Rongyan with him was a handsome boy who was about a head and a half taller than him.

In the photo, Xiao Qi is holding Wen Rongyan's little hand, looking sideways, eyes slightly raised, black hair sticking to his forehead, just looking at the photo, it gives people a kind of indifference, even chilling Feel.

At first glance, he is a very vigilant person, like a little leopard.

But this is such a person, I heard that three ribs were broken, his right leg was broken, his hands were injured to varying degrees, and there were various scars on his body. early...

In comparison, those scars that Wen Rongyan exposed in front of the curtain of the Happy Family are nothing compared to the big one. [

After flipping through a few more pages of photos, Qin Jing finally saw Xiaoqi's name, Wen Rongqi, Xiaoqi, it turned out to be a homophony of Xiaoqi.

"When Yanyan was young, Qiqi has been by Yanyan's side all the time. She went to kindergarten with Yanyan, and finally she can go to school... What a crime..." The old lady said to herself again, "That killer Qian Dao's nanny, she can handle the two children so hard..."

Qin Jing patted the old lady on the back again, and sighed softly. She tried to call Wen Rongyan's cell phone last night, but the displayed notification sound was that it was turned off, and the cell phone must have run out of battery.

Like Wen Jili, the old man must have consulted with his old acquaintances about Wen Rongyan's matter, but letting the old lady bend over by herself in this house must be thinking wildly again.

Qin Jing suggested to the old lady that when she went down for a walk, the old lady shook her head and said nothing, and then Qin Jing said some more, until he said, "It's good to walk the way swallows walked, and see what the community he grew up in is like." good."

After saying this, the old lady nodded, reluctantly put the photo album away, hugged Qin Jing together, and went for a stroll in the community.

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Bright and clean office>

Hearing what the man opposite him said, Wen Jili remained silent. When a cigarette was about to burn out, he put the cigarette butt in his hand in the glass crystal ashtray to extinguish it, crossed his legs and leaned against the back of the leather sofa.

"Really?" He once again threw the question to the man opposite, his handsome face tightened, his expression serious. After this trip in the morning, the matter was far more serious than he imagined.

The man sitting opposite him unhurriedly picked up the cigarette case on the glass coffee table, took out a cigarette, lit it, lit a cigarette slowly, took a few puffs, and the smoke was lingering.

It took a long time for the man to put the lit cigarette on the ashtray in front of him. He sighed and smiled wryly.

"Ji Li, we started together from the Ministry>

Wen Jili pinched his forehead with his slender fingers, feeling a little irritable, "I know this time is very difficult. My elder brother's son is fine, and the most important thing is the adopted child..."

Being beaten up like that, an act that is almost like murder, is a conspiracy>