Send her to jail in the name of love: President, please stay safe

Chapter 11
A man was riding a motorcycle in front, and another man sitting in the back grabbed Xia Qing's bag and dragged him desperately. Before the panicked Xia Qing had time to react, the man driving the motorcycle quickly The motor of the motorcycle was enlarged and walked away.

Xia Qing didn't know that she had encountered a speeding car thief, she instinctively grabbed the bag and was dragged two meters away, her knees and wrists were scratched.

Regardless of the pain in her body, Xia Qing hurriedly got up from the ground, "Thiefs, catch them quickly." Xia Qing could only watch helplessly as the person who snatched her bag ran farther and farther away on a motorcycle.

"The bag is stolen, there is a thief, the bag is stolen." She panicked for a moment and chased forward desperately. While running, she looked anxiously at the pedestrians on the side of the road, hoping that someone could help her.

Some well-meaning passers-by pointed at the person in front and shouted loudly, "Hurry up and stop the person in front, don't let him run away."

Where is the frustrated seat of the panting Xia Qing running away!She wiped her forehead and cheeks, not knowing whether it was sweat or tears.

With her two legs, how could she outrun other people's two wheels.

She was anxious and flustered, and in her bag was the 2000 yuan salary she had just received for her mother, which was her mother's hard work for a month.

Where do you find someone in your heart?Long gone!She looked around and looked at the crowd, but there was no one, and she couldn't find it!Her wallet, her mother's hard-earned money for a month.

Who is she to blame?Who can she blame? She blames herself for her carelessness, why she didn't hold the bag tightly, why didn't she hold it tighter, why did she let go.

In addition to guilt, there was guilt and self-blame in her heart, and tears fell down. She lowered her head and grabbed the room card and key in her hand, and the tears burst into tears.

, "Let Special Assistant Jiang put the marketing plan of the marketing department on my desk, and ask Wang Ying to hand over the investment data analysis to me as soon as possible." Ji Xiangyang wore a silver-white Bluetooth headset, and his tough and resolute features showed no unnecessary expressions .

After hanging up the phone, the man supported the steering wheel with one hand to control the car, and took off the headset from his right ear with the other. The man's posture was arrogant and capable, and his cold eyes stared straight ahead.

The phone rang again suddenly at this time, Ji Xiangyang glanced at the number, it was a call from home.

"Xiangyang, are you home?"

"It's almost there." It was the call from her mother, Tang Yun.

"Where's your sister? Did I tell you when she'll be back? This girl stays with the men in the police station all day long." Hearing what the other party said, he knew it was a complaint.

After hearing his mother's complaint, Ji Xiangyang pursed his thin lips, and said with a light smile, "Let her stay where she likes."

"Seeing that you, the big brother, don't try to persuade her well, how can there be a girl who goes to the men's group..." Tang Yun was still nagging, but Ji Xiangyang's eyes were looking at him at this moment. out the car window.

A girl in a light blue dress among the bustling crowd made him take a second look unconsciously.

Xia Qing was walking aimlessly under the scorching sun on the street, all her change money was inside, the more she wanted to cry, the more she couldn't live up to it, she couldn't cry aloud, she could only hold her voice in her throat and weep silently.

The girl reached out and wiped away her tears fiercely, the tears just fell off the line, and the two eye circles were already red from crying.

Suddenly, a black car stopped beside Xia Qing.

(End of this chapter)