Young Master, did you fall off your horse today?

Chapter 245 Young Master Jun Came to Pick You Up
You Qingming lowered his head, with an unnatural expression on his face.

His handsome cheeks were slightly red.

snorted.

"Su Qiao, what do you care about so much? I'm paying you to get you out now. You don't want to go out, are you going to spend the rest of your life in prison?"

After speaking, he shook off her arm and walked forward.

Su Qiao didn't bother to think too much, and the lawyer followed him out.

No matter what, she went out first, and then thought about how to fight back against Su Yaqing.

When she reached the gate of the police station, she stopped.

She remembered that she hadn't called Sister Xin to pick her up yet, but the door was already crowded with people.

"Don't move yet." You Qingming took a look and immediately understood.

Turn around and grab her wrist and walk to the right.

"We went sideways. Su Yaqing must have released the news. Now the main entrance is full of reporters. No matter what you say now, it will be against you."

"Wait."

Su Qiao looked at the situation ahead and frowned.

"I'm afraid the side door is also blocked."

Sure enough, there was a small path beyond the side door on the right, and a large number of reporters and media people were rushing here.

Some were eager to grab the news, so they walked across the grass.

Everyone has a video camera, a cell phone, and a microphone in their hands.

"SHIT!"

You Qingming cursed, and when the reporters were about to rush in, he subconsciously stood in front of Su Qiao, blocking the flow of people in front of her.

However, just as they were about to rush in, all of them suddenly stopped at the same time.

Let's look back together.

A hundred meters away, a row of black Bugatti Veyron drove up.

After the car stopped, more than a dozen bodyguards in black got out of the car together, surrounded Jun Mochen like stars and walked towards the police station.

"Master Jun!"

"It's actually the young master of the imperial capital!"

"Young Master Jun, why did you come here? There is news that Su Qiao is actually your wife. Is this true?"

"Young Master Jun, your wife is now suspected of murder, what are you doing now..."

Before the words were finished, the reporters dared not speak further.

Jun Mochen was wearing a khaki windbreaker, his handsome and thin face was as cold as ice.

He turned around slightly, glanced at the wordy reporter, with his hands behind his back, his breath was cold and decisive.

One step forward, the reporter took a step back.

Su Qiao quietly watched her husband Jun Mochen's grand appearance through two glass doors.

"Tsk tsk, as expected of Jun Mochen. This method is arrogant enough."

The corners of You Qingming's lips twitched, his eyes were obviously a little dissatisfied, and he clenched Su Qiao's hand even tighter.

"Master Jun is here to pick you up. Are you going with him or with me?"

Why does this sound so awkward.

Su Qiao didn't say a word, just staring at the front.

This was the first time she had seen the incomparably powerful deterrent power of the Jun family.

Nine out of ten of those reporters were answering the phone. Judging by the expressions on their faces, they must have received instructions from their superiors.

After answering the phone, everyone turned around, and no one dared to rush into the police station again.

Instead, he quickly got into the car and left very consciously.

Within a few minutes, all the media reporters were gone.

Jun Mochen stepped in, and several directors immediately approached him and struck up a conversation with him.

But he ignored it, his eyes were a little red, and he glanced coldly at Su Qiao's wrist.

Seeing that You Qingming still refused to let go, he sneered and walked away, took a few steps, and directly opened his fingers.

(End of this chapter)