lovemaking

Chapter 83 Give her a chance to use the phone, try (3)
"Is she alright?" Wei Ze blurted out with an anxious expression.

"What else do you care about her, do you know who she is with now?"

Su Liangmo saw Wei Ze nodded, "I know."

"I know you still think about her all the time. Maybe it's because of her that you caused such a car accident. Wei Ze, stop doing criminal investigation and let your uncle find a way to transfer you away." Wei's mother had nightmares every day, and the Wei family With a wealthy family, she couldn't understand what her son was for.

Su Liangmo carefully placed the fruit basket on the ground, and when he looked up, he heard Wei Ze's voice clearly, "Mom, I will be careful myself, I like this job."

She turned and walked out of the hospital.

The perpetrator was caught yesterday, driving under the influence of alcohol, and he is still in the police station.

Su Liangmo didn't dare to drive again for a while, she asked Zhan Dongqing, why they like to use such methods to solve others.

Zhan Dongqing's answer is very simple, because a car accident is the easiest to cover up, and it is difficult for you to determine whether it was intentional or a real accident.

Su Liangmo was sitting in the office while the secretary knocked on the door.

"Come in."

"There is your courier."

"Thank you." Su Liangmo took the hand, and after the secretary went out, he cut open the envelope with a utility knife, and inside was a group of photos.

She took a look, and the blood all over her body flowed upstream in an instant.

It was Han Zeng and another person, Su Liangmo remembered that face, she saw clearly when she abandoned the car and fled, it was the driver.

Han Zeng was probably giving money to the other party, Su Liangmo closed his fingertips, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

She took the envelope and looked at it, only the address and name of the recipient.

Su Liangmo put the photo back and stuffed it into her bag, she propped her forehead with both hands, her heart was in a mess.

Back on Qinghu Road, Zhan Dongqing arrived home when he was about to have dinner, Su Liangmo was absent-minded, picked up the rice grains in the bowl with chopsticks but didn't eat a bite.

"what happened?"

"Why haven't you seen Han Zeng recently?"

Zhan Dongqing raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you never deal with him?"

Su Liangmo bit her chopsticks and tried to pretend nothing had happened, "I've only seen Song Ge in the past two days. They are often inseparable, and I'm not used to it."

Zhan Dongqing couldn't help laughing, his eyes were ambiguous, "You can't talk nonsense, they don't stay together when they sleep."

Su Liangmo couldn't help laughing, but the gloom in his heart couldn't be dispelled, Zhan Dongqing looked at her, "What's the matter?"

She shook her head, the impulsiveness and anger when she first saw it was buffered after an afternoon, Su Liang finally took a sip of the soup, pretending to be casual, "Although Han Zeng is rude, you are actually very kind to him , you leave many things to him and Song Ge to do, right?"

"Well," Zhan Dongqing responded, "I'm relieved to leave it to them."

Su Liangmo burned the tip of his tongue, but he still swallowed the soup.

"Is the company busy these days?"

"Not busy." Since Wei Ze's accident, the company has stepped into the normal.

Su Liangmo felt as if a small thorn had taken root in his heart, he couldn't think about it, and when he thought about it, he felt uncomfortable all over.

She went upstairs first, took out the photos and looked through them carefully. There were footsteps outside the door. Su Liangmo stuffed the envelope under the pillow in desperation. Zhan Dongqing saw that she was sitting there with an unnatural expression, so he didn't ask any more questions.

When she woke up the next day, Su Liangmo wanted to take the photo away, but Zhan Dongqing slept poorly, with her face pressed against her pillow, Su Liangmo didn't dare to move.

Her company was in a hurry, so she thought at a glance that she should not be discovered, so she changed her clothes and hurried to work.

The sound of a car engine came from downstairs, Zhan Dongqing opened his eyes, he stood up and pulled the pillow away, there was an envelope inside.

He saw Su Liangmo last night when he was sneaking around.

He took out the photo and only looked at one, then Zhan Dongqing stuffed it back.

Humph.

Synthesis technology is also too bad.

He slammed the envelope against the quilt and made a muffled sound. It seemed that Su Liang did not believe it, otherwise he would not have asked him that question last night.

Zhan Dongqing's brows were full of gloom, he took a look, and put the envelope back under the pillow.

Su Liangmo didn't move, and he didn't say anything.

After lunch, Su Liangmo took the time to come back, and she was relieved when she saw that the photos were still intact.

She stuffed the things into the bag and went back to the company.

Zhan Dongqing waited for Su Liangmo to speak, but she hid it very well. The man stood on the balcony and looked at Su Liangmo busy in the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows. He felt a little regretful. Did Song Ge teach her to So good that he couldn't see through her inner thoughts?
Zhan Dongqing took a deep breath on his cigarette, letting the corrupting taste of nicotine surge in his throat.

He walked into the room, Su Liangmo was sitting on the bed watching TV, Zhan Dongqing put a pistol by the bed, Su Liangmo felt strange, "Why put it here?"

He always hid these things well.

"What if someone breaks in while we are fast asleep?" Zhan Dongqing seemed to be joking, he lifted the quilt and lay down, "Still asleep?"

"Isn't it still early?" It's not ten o'clock.

Zhan Dongqing stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, closed his eyes tightly, Su Liangmo was staring at the TV intently, he might be tired, and fell into a deep sleep not long after.

Su Liangmo was watching the military channel, which happened to be introducing the history of guns. She also felt sleepy after watching it for a while, so she took Zhan Dongqing's hand and went to the bathroom to wash her face. When she came out, her eyes couldn't help but glance at the gun on the bedside table.

She walked involuntarily. It was a new type of pistol with a dark black body, larger than the one in her bag. Su Liangmo reached out and took it in his hand.

Zhan Dongqing lay with his back to her, his hearing was keen, the sound of Su Liangmo holding the gun was heard in his ears immediately, she opened the safety, and before she pulled the trigger, he was enough to subdue her.

Zhan Dongqing tensed up, wondering what Su Liangmo would do, if she really wanted to shoot him, should he turn over and break her neck, or kill her directly with that gun?

He was in a trance for a moment, and there was a movement behind him.

Su Liangmo put the pistol back in place, she muttered, "It's nothing special."

After finishing speaking, there was a sound of footsteps walking away, the seat beside him collapsed, Su Liangmo turned off the TV and lights, and the surroundings fell into boundless darkness, Zhan Dongqing opened his eyes, and she was lying on the seat beside him, His heart and body suddenly felt warm.

Su Liangmo fell asleep almost touching the pillow, dimly felt that she was pulled into a strong chest, her waist was tightly clenched, she didn't struggle, she was really sleepy.

The next day, Su Liangmo received a call from Wei Ze. After hesitating for a moment, she still answered, "Hello."

"Liangmo, are you alright?"

(End of this chapter)