The boss sends me money every day

Chapter 1735

Chen Yinxu sighed, walked to the desk, picked up a newspaper, looked at her and said, "It's not that I don't respect your choice, it's just that I don't have children, and I always treat you as my daughter, so I want to let you You find a good home, take a look at this."

He handed her the newspaper, his face heavy.

Fang Jiamei slowly reached out to take it, and turned the newspaper to look at the headlines on it.

This was a newspaper from a year ago, and it was written about the riots in the red light district.

Fang Jiamei can understand all the text in French after living here for many years.

In April a year ago, a group of people made trouble in the red light district and hacked two people to death. Everyone at the scene inhaled drugs and were taken away by the police.

The scene in the photo is very blurry, but the person is easy to recognize. He is the only one with a Chinese face, lying on the ground covered in blood. In the photo, his eyes are empty and his cheeks are thin. He is a completely different person from now.

Fang Jiamei's heart trembled slightly, and the newspaper in her hand fell to the ground involuntarily.

Chen Yinxu watched her reaction and sighed, "Although I don't know how you two met, I hope you don't associate with people with this kind of past. If you just find someone casually just to forget Zicong The man is married, do you think Zi Cong will feel at ease in the spirit of heaven?"

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Sitting in the car, Mo Yiheng looked around this high-end neighborhood, tapping the steering wheel lightly with his fingers.

Can an ordinary music teacher afford to live in such a high-end community?
A single-family villa is not something ordinary people can afford.

It's just a sheet music, why should she come to the house?

Mo Yiheng felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He had never met the teacher Fang Jiamei was talking about, but after thinking about it, he was also a very old person. What if he had any thoughts about her?
Raising his hand to look at the time, when Mo Yiheng was about to get out of the car to take a look, he saw Fang Jiamei coming out of the car.

His complexion didn't seem very good.

Fang Jiamei got into the car silently, put on her seat belt and lowered her head, "Okay."

Mo Yiheng glanced sideways at her, started the car and left here...

Along the way, Jiamei didn't open her mouth, she seemed to be preoccupied, which made Mo Yiheng a little worried.

He took her directly to the piano store, and when he got off the car, Mo Yiheng held her hand and looked at her and said hesitantly: "Your teacher, you won't bully you, will you?"

I heard that in this kind of private school, the teachers and students are not very good at anything, and the previous one was the mastermind of the school bullying incident.

Fang Jiamei looked at the hands he held on her wrists. His hands were beautiful, very white and clean, with distinct bone rings and slender fingers, like a pair of hands playing the piano.

She couldn't help thinking of the photo in the newspaper, probably because he was Chinese, so she took a separate photo. In the photo, he was covered in blood, and his eyes were hollow as if he had no soul.

And at that time, he was not usually thin.

It's a completely different person from now.

She didn't know what this man's past was like, but she knew that if he hadn't experienced a lot of trauma, it was impossible for a person to degenerate to that point.

Fang Jiamei suddenly remembered the medicines in the cabinet at home.

Frowning slightly, Fang Jiamei looked sideways at him, paused but still didn't ask, "No, our teacher is very nice, you don't have to worry."

Even though she hid it well, Mo Yiheng still saw the flash of emotion in her eyes, which was... fear?
(End of this chapter)