Mr. Bo, if you continue to be stubborn, your wife will get married!

An ordinary Passat followed the convoy out of the police station. Everyone's attention was focused on the convoy of luxury cars. As for the last Passat, no one cared about it the whole time and it drove out of the crowd easily.

In the car, Pei Jingxia and Bo Jiyuan sat in the back seat, with only a bodyguard and driver in front.

"Bo Jiyuan, how did Mrs. Chen die?"

Although I walked around the police station, I really didn’t know anything.

On the other hand, Bo Jiyuan already knew the incident of Mrs. Chen's death very clearly.

"Apparently a sudden death."

sudden death?

"What's the reality?"

"Poisoned."

The forensic doctor also confirmed this, so Pei Jingxia was brought to the police station for questioning.

There is Song Wenli in the front and Mrs. Chen in the back. The interval should not exceed ten days at most.
In such a rush to silence, how urgent was the matter?
Pei Jingxia pursed her lips and didn't know what to say for a moment.

After all, those people are still staring at me.

In other words, in the next second, something like Song Wenli and Mrs. Chen might happen to me.

Who is Bo Jiyuan?

How can you not see what the woman is thinking at this time?

The big palm holds the woman's hand tightly:

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Manpower has been arranged overtly and covertly to prevent these accidents from happening.

If you can't do this, how can you protect your woman?
The other party took action so quickly. It was obvious that he had not cleaned up his tail.

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly.

"Say."

"Master, we found a domestic IP, but it's encrypted."

encryption?

For a god who left a legend in the industry many years ago, this is really not a problem.

"send it."

"Yes, Master." There was nothing on the Passat. When the car reached the intersection, it slowly stopped.

Ok?
Pei Jingxia glanced around:
"Where to get off the bus?" asked.

The man smiled:
"Change the car."

It turned out to be the case.

A Bentley was coming from the opposite direction at this moment, and finally stopped on the side of the road.

Pei Jingxia was only surprised:

When did this guy buy a car again?
Didn't you own a Bentley before?
How should I put this?

For people of Bo Jiyuan's level, changing three cars a day is not a big deal.

Who makes people rich?

Isn’t buying a car as easy as buying a toy?

"Let's go, what are you still doing?"

"Oh!"

In the Bentley, apart from the driver and bodyguard, Ah Quan was actually in the passenger seat.

After seeing the two of them getting into the car, his face that had not yet recovered suddenly smiled brightly:

"Master, Madam."

Huh?
"Ah Quan? Why did you come out?"

Ah Quan's injury was not serious at that time. As the saying goes, it will take a hundred days for his muscles and bones to be injured, not to mention that there was not a single good part of Ah Quan's body at that time. If he wanted to recover completely, he would have to do it no matter what. Less than half a year, right?

cough cough.

"Thank you for your concern, Madam. I'm fine, just a little skin injury."

While talking, he smiled broadly and didn't care at all.

It's just an injury. As long as you still have a breath left, it's not a big deal!
How many times have you visited the Hall of Hell during these years with the young master?
It’s a pity that King Yama won’t accept it!
Moreover, with so many things happening during this period, how could Ah Quan be able to stay at home?The gauze wrapped around his head came out before he could take it off.

Therefore, the credibility of what I just said is approximately zero!

No ghost would believe it!
The parties involved have said so. As an outsider, it is really difficult for Pei Jingxia to persuade her. Moreover, it can be seen that even if she persuades him, it will be in vain.

People like Ah Quan would not just listen to other people's words unless Bo Jiyuan spoke in person.