Summer in Shangcheng

Chapter 93
Mu Yicheng got the general idea of ​​the matter, came to the office area, and saw Mei Zhixia sitting on a chair with a dark-skinned, skinny boy, he walked over.

Mei Zhixia sat silently, and when she was pushed down by the young man, her palms were on the ground, and a large piece of skin was scratched. At this moment, traces of blood ooze from her palms.

She had told the police many times that she didn't know how the boy's wallet was in her bag, but the boy insisted that she was the thief who robbed the money. He had no choice but to run away, but was caught as a thief instead.

The boy's rhetoric was flawless, and Mei Zhixia couldn't explain it even with a hundred mouthfuls. The thought of missing the train made her feel angry and annoyed.

During the Spring Festival travel season, it was hard to get a ticket. If she missed this ticket, she might not be able to buy another ticket.

Mu Yicheng walked up to her, glanced at the boy, and reached out to help Mei Zhixia up. Her body was very thin and her face was a little pale. Her messy hair should have been messed up when she was chasing the boy in the crowd. It looked a little embarrassed.

Mei Zhixia raised her eyes while being supported by a pair of powerful hands, she was shocked when she saw Mu Yicheng, "Why are you here?"

Mu Yicheng looked at the injury on her hand, frowned slightly, and wanted to blame her for not listening to him, but seeing her in a mess, he couldn't help but feel distressed, and he swallowed the words he wanted to blame .

"It's alright, I'm here."

He embraced Mei Zhixia and patted her on the back lightly.

Mei Zhixia had a sore nose, and an urge to cry welled up in her heart, and she fought back the tears.

Afterwards, Mu Yicheng talked to the policeman in charge of the matter, and took Mei Zhixia away.

Yu Jiaman was waiting in the lobby, and when he saw the two coming out, he smiled.

She went up to meet her, "Are you all right?"

Mei Zhixia nodded, her expression a little gloomy.

Mu Yicheng hugged her tightly, and said to Jiaman: "I'll take her back first, it's hard work for you today."

Jiaman smiled and touched the back of her head, "It's okay, you guys go back, I'm leaving too."

Watching the two of them get into the car, Jiaman sighed deeply, she can't handle today's affairs, if she uses her father's relationship, taking Mei Zhixia away will be a piece of cake, she is doing it for Mu Yicheng and Zhixia. Create an opportunity.She thought of Zhixia so much, she wondered if Zhixia would be grateful to her if she knew about it.

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The black Bentley was driving slowly on the street. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and the traffic became somewhat congested.

The sky was dark, dark clouds gathered over the city, most of the trees on both sides of the road were bare and dry, and the whole city was covered by lifeless cold ice, depressing and desolate.

Mei Zhixia was sitting in the passenger seat, staring sideways out of the window.

She felt that she was quite useless, and she had such an oolong incident when she went home for the festival, and finally had Mu Yicheng come forward to solve the problem.

The two maintained a strange tacit understanding, and were silent along the way.

The car drove out of the second ring road, and the traffic suddenly became smoother. Mu Yicheng stepped on the accelerator to speed up the car. In more than 20 minutes, we arrived at the villa.

Mu Yicheng parked the car, got out of the car first, and took out the trunk of the car.

Mei Zhixia unbuckled her seat belt, pushed open the car door, and Mu Yicheng came up to her, grabbed her wrist and helped her out.

"Thank you for today's business," she said.

Mu Yicheng glanced at her, without making a sound, he directly dragged her into the room.

The room is very warm, and there is still a faint smell of food.

Mu Yicheng put her suitcase on the side of the sofa, pulled her to sit down, and shouted in a high voice: "Uncle Liang, bring me the first aid kit."

(End of this chapter)