After the rebirth, the boss is slapping the face every day

Chapter 1777
"Go and clean the third floor." Song Lin said again.

"Okay." The servant left.

She deliberately dismissed the servant.

The living room was quiet again.

Leng Yichen's eyes fell on the thermos, he knew that it was the soup she made for Ruo'an, these days, she used stupid ways to please Ruo'an, even if she knew it would not succeed, even if she was ruthlessly She was driven away, but she was still doing stupid things.

Her actions almost touched him, but the sudden thunderbolt caught him off guard. If the prison fire had nothing to do with her, he had already decided to forgive her after this honeymoon trip.

However, everything seems to be too good for him, but the reality is cruel.

Some things are too late.

He closed his eyes in pain.

Leng Yaosen's eyes were red, but he didn't shed the man's tears. The man didn't flick his tears lightly. Even in the face of death, he never frowned. But, why did he become like this, like a stalk stuck in his throat? .

Mu Ruo'an didn't have much emotional change, her hatred for Song Lin made her numb, she still just quietly waited for Leng Yichen to make a choice.

For her at this moment, his choice is the most important waiting.

The atmosphere is weird.

Leng Yichen opened his eyes, the sadness in his eyes disappeared, and there was a touch of strength in them. He mechanically looked away from the thermos, landed on Song Lin, slowly let go of his hands, and put them into his pockets, trembling. took out the phone.

The eyes of the three fell on him one after another.

Probably his fingertips were trembling violently. He pressed several times before he could press three numbers, 110.
"beep, beep"

The call beeped, and it was connected after two beeps.

"Hey, I want to report the crime."

The rain fell as soon as it was said, and the world was wetted by the bean-heavy rain. The Leng's villa was unusually quiet, as quiet as a tomb.

With a "plop", the feather duster in the servant's hand slipped from her hand and fell to the ground. She stood in front of the window on the third floor in a daze, watching the lights of the police car flashing through the glass window, and then whizzed away and disappeared. in the rain.

The rain was heavy, and it was crackling on the window. She could hardly see clearly, but she could clearly see that the person who was escorted into the police car was none other than the lady who ordered her to clean up on the third floor.

The lady was taken away by the police car?

What crime did she commit?

However, what kind of identity is the lady, that she will be taken away?
Moreover, the master and the second young master are both in the living room, why didn't they prevent the police from arresting the wife?

She turned around suddenly and ran downstairs. Before reaching the living room, she saw three people fixed in the living room like statues.

Then, she understood one thing, the second young master or the old master must have reported this to the police.

She pursed her lips and stepped back quietly.

Leng Yaosen fell down on the sofa, lowered his head, covered his face with one hand, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

Leng Yichen just stood motionless, his eyes were on the entrance, but his eyes were empty and confused, without focus, no one knew what was going on in his heart, only the trembling of his fingertips betrayed him.

Mu Ruo'an was shocked. He really sent Song Lin to prison with his own hands. He fulfilled his promise to her and gave an explanation to all the dead.

Before impartiality and selfishness, he finally chose the former.

She hugged him from behind, hugged him tightly, and never let go.

The police came very quickly, much faster than expected, and rushed in without resistance. Song Lin was handcuffed calmly and taken away by the police.

(End of this chapter)