Chapter 831 Doubt

kitchen, warehouse.

A body lay on the floor, long dead.

Song Yaoyao only glanced at it, her eyes were covered by a large hand, and her back was pressed into her broad and strong chest.

"A good one who died without proof."

Yi Ting was silent for a long time, then laughed in anger.

The surveillance showed that this servant was the one who delivered the cake to Song Yaoyao.

And, for some unknown reason, she went to the bathroom for a spin.

There was a blind spot there, but it could be seen from the surveillance that An Ruoyao also came out of the corridor shortly after she left.

From the beginning to the end, An Ruoyao had never touched the cake.

As Song Yaoyao said, this matter has nothing to do with her.

She was just a scapegoat used by the master behind the scenes to divert his gaze.

The alarm was lifted, and none of the people who had been clamoring to leave before were willing to leave this time.

They stood there, looking forward to it.

Who is waiting, the answer is self-evident.

Song Jingwan stood quietly in the corner, the dim light falling on her side face, on and off. Half an angel, half, like a demon.

The hour An Ruoyao was locked in the lounge was like a year.

As soon as she came out, she saw her parents waiting for her at the door.

Her eyes were already swollen from crying, and she threw herself into their arms, crying and venting her inner fear.

Song Jingwan pulled her lips sarcastically, turned around and left.

Dear, what is it?

"Song Jingwan!"

Just as she was about to get into the car, her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and she was pulled out abruptly.

Song Jingwan turned her head and met Huoningxi's indifferent eyes.

She raised her eyebrows and asked in confusion, "Ning Xi, what's wrong?"

"What is your purpose? Is it really just apologizing to Yaoyao?"

"Otherwise?" Song Jingwan blinked and looked at him aggrievedly, "Ning Xi, we grew up together, do you doubt me?"

Unfortunately, her pitiful appearance couldn't shake Huoningxi's hard heart at all.

He lowered his eyes and looked down at Song Jingwan, not letting go of any clues.

Song Jingwan raised her head and quietly let Huo Ningxi look at it.

From the beginning to the end, not even the eyelashes twitched, it was extraordinarily magnanimous.

Huo Ningxi released her hand, stepped back, and opened the car door for Song Jingwan.

"It's better, I hope it's none of your business tonight."

"thanks."

Song Jingwan nodded, bent over and sat in the car.

She raised her lips and smiled softly.

"Of course it has nothing to do with me. How dare I kill someone? Besides, I have no motive."

"Bam—"

What responded to her was the sound of the door being closed.

Through the half-opened window, Song Jingwan looked into Huo Ningxi's eyes.

Indifferent, thin cool.

Ah……

As expected of the Huo family, it's really difficult.

"Be careful on the road, goodbye." He turned around and left without reluctance.

"goodbye."

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The guests waited for a long time, but Song Yaoyao didn't show up.

And Song Yaoyao had already left from the other door.

She leaned against Huo Yunque's arms and fell asleep.

Outside the car window, the night view of the city is bustling. The light and shadow of the street lamps flew all the way, and quickly swayed from the window. Light and shadow shadows are chaotic, hitting the delicate pale little face of the girl, the black eyelashes drooping down like a perched butterfly.

The inside of the car was extremely quiet, and the man's fingertips gently rubbed her delicate little face, and the eyes that couldn't get in were dark and cold.

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Such a big thing happened in the Yi family, and there were frequent actions after that.

On the bright side, Fengcheng is as bustling and lively as ever, but in fact it is turbulent below, which can set off stormy waves at any time.