Chapter 76 The Haunted House 13
Hearing what Yan Qing said, Du Fengqing frowned slightly, "It seems that you are on Yun Xiaoxiao's side."

He glanced at the dishes and found that Yan Qing ate more of the vegetarian dishes and less of the meat dishes.

Yan Qing took a sip of tea and shook his head slightly, "I don't stand for anyone, I'm not the person involved, and no one knows the specific situation."

Now, it's just doing things according to some facts that can be seen in front of you.

The fact that Mo Weiliang received a huge amount of compensation but did not distribute it to the elderly parents of the Yun family is true. It is also true that Mo Weiliang had a new love and gave birth to a child shortly after Yun Xiaoxiao died.

Over the years, it is also true that Mo Weiliang made a child with Xinhuan, and at the same time marketed the affectionate characters of his deceased wife and children online to win the sympathy of the public and make money.

As the deceased, it was reasonable for Yun Xiaoxiao to ask Mo Weiliang to hand over part of the compensation to the Yun family.

To put it bluntly, the only people who raised Yun Xiaoxiao and could truly miss Yun Xiaoxiao for five years are the parents of the Yun family who lost their beloved daughter.

They are the ones who are really sad, and they can't make those sympathetic characters on the Internet.

Du Fengqing asked curiously, "So, what do you think about Mo Weiliang's new love and children?"

He tentatively asked such a sentence, wanting to use it to see what Yan Qing's position and three views are.

Yan Qing quickly drank the hot tea in the teacup at hand, and when she heard Du Fengqing's question, she asked instead, "I want to know, what do you think?"

Unexpectedly, Yan Qing would throw the problem back on himself. Du Fengqing smiled, "He has the right to start a new life and find a new partner, but he can't start a new life while enjoying the benefits of his dead wife. Legally, he didn't break the law. Morally..."

He smiled and didn't say any more, it was too ugly, but those who can understand it will naturally understand it.

He knew that with Yan Qing's intelligence, he would naturally understand what he meant.

Yan Qing's thin lips curled slightly, she didn't continue the topic, she got up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Du Fengqing nodded.

After leaving the private room, Yan Qing walked straight to the service counter, and ordered a few more dishes that he thought were pretty good just now.

"These other dishes I just ordered are packed."

The waiter looked at Yan Qing with a vague look of disgust.

The dishes in their restaurant are not cheap, and a signature dish costs four figures.

This man, because of his good looks, would kill him if he caught a rich man.

I looked down on him in my heart, but smiled kindly and politely on my face, "Okay, is there anything else I can do for you?"

Sensing the unprovoked malice from the person in front of her, Yan Qing didn't take it seriously. She clicked on the payment code and faced the waiter, "Please settle all the consumption in Mr. Du's private room, thank you."

The waiter was slightly taken aback, Yan Qing wanted to pay the bill early, which he did not expect.

But the person reacted quickly and typed out the bill. She paid the five-figure bill without blinking an eye.

The waiter couldn't help but looked at Yan Qing more, he didn't wear any luxury items, not even a brand-name bag, but the mobile phone, and it was old, the old style from two or three years ago.

He doesn't look like a rich man.

Could it be that they were raised by rich people?
Suddenly, the look in his eyes became contemptuous.

At this moment, a long figure walked towards this side, with black eyes, wearing a long coat, and the colorful breath on his body, as thick as a landscape painting.

"Why are you eating here alone?"

His voice was low and sounded behind him.

Hearing this, Yan Qing looked back, and Yan Xiuwen, who hadn't seen anyone for nearly ten days, suddenly appeared in front of him.

"I'm not alone. I'm asking Du Fengqing to eat. I'll pack some food and go home. I've talked about it several times, but I haven't come to eat."

It was rare for Yan Qing to say a word or two more.

Yan Xiuwen glanced past the waiter, and finally fell back on Yan Qing, "You owe him a favor?"

Yan Qing nodded, "I asked him to help me find some information."

She took a look and saw that Yan Xiuwen was alone with no companions around her, so she asked curiously, "Why is little uncle here alone?"

Yan Xiuwen: "Dining here with my former friends."

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, "Little uncle won't go home on vacation, but he came to a restaurant to have dinner with friends, maybe he's not his girlfriend?"

She remembered that Yan Shu had just said last night that Mrs. Yan had found a blind date for Yan Xiuwen, and that the other person's family background was comparable to Yan's family.

Just as Yan Xiuwen was about to say something, Du Fengqing over there saw that Yan Qing hadn't returned for a long time, so he came out to look for it, and happened to see the scene at the service desk.

"Yan Xiuwen?"

Du Fengqing's long and narrow peach eyes narrowed slightly, "What kind of wind brought the self-proclaimed Qingliu Police Officer Yan here?"

"Oh, I almost forgot, Officer Yan is still the third young master of the Yan family."

In Yuncheng, lychee has become a symbol of people who are either rich or noble.

"Look at how low-key your Yan family is, I'm afraid no one here knows the third young master of your Yan family."

Yan Xiuwen's thin lips curled up slightly, "Isn't it bigger than your Young Master Du? It's a big favor to abduct another girl for a meal."

The corners of Du Fengqing's mouth curled up, "Miss Yan said to invite me to dinner, little girl, I can't refuse, hey, who did Third Young Master Yan come to eat with today?"

"Could it be another male classmate from college?"

"It seems that if you eat a bowl of rice from Officer Yan, you will not be able to find a wife."

Yan Xiuwen: "Young Master Lao Du cares about you. You are still young. You don't have to be as impatient as Young Master Du. You even worry about children."

Du Fengqing: "It's not like Sanshao Yan, who doesn't even have a chance to chew on tender grass."

The two added each other one sentence at a time, not forgiving at all.

Yan Qing, who was on the side, blinked while watching. If it wasn't inappropriate to pick up the phone at this moment, she probably would have recorded a video and brought it back for Yan Shu to watch while eating.

Yan Shu doesn't have any other hobbies, but he likes to watch quarrels, especially this kind of quarrel without a word of foul language, the words are full of gunpowder.

The stronger the smell of gunpowder, the more she likes to watch it, especially for dinner.

After a while, Du Fengqing's cell phone rang, interrupting the two of them. After answering the call, he looked at Yan Qing, "Sorry, I have something urgent to go back to deal with. I'll ask you back later."

Yan Qing smiled, "It's okay, you can go, no need to invite."

Du Fengqing looked at Yan Xiuwen with strange eyes. He had an intuition that Yan Xiuwen was playing tricks, but there was no evidence.

The police station detained his client, saying that because he was involved in another important case, which was the case that Yan Xiuwen was handling, his application to see the client was rejected several times, but now it was suddenly approved.

"Third Young Master Lao Yan helped to send him back to Yan's house."

Yan Xiuwen's thin lips curled slightly, "I will take care of my girl, so don't worry about it, Mr. Du."

"Young Master Du, walk slowly all the way."

Du Fengqing's intuition is now 70.00% sure.

It was Yan Xiuwen who did it.

(End of this chapter)

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