The police looked at each other. "How long?"

"It will take several days for the president's wife to discuss with Miss Li about the flower festival."

"But..."

"No, but when it's over, Miss Li will hand it over to the police station."

The police finally left.

After the police left, the guard said to Li Qinghuan, "Miss Li, the president's wife wants you to reflect on yourself at home."

Leaving the words, the guard turned and left.

what do you mean?

Li Qinghuan doesn't quite understand. What's going on?

"Where's my mother?"

There's so much noise downstairs. Why hasn't her mother come downstairs?

"Miss, madam hurried out to the presidential palace early in the morning."

To the presidential palace?

Did her mother know something in advance, so she hurried to the presidential palace early in the morning to ask her aunt for help?

She bit her lip, hesitated for a long time, picked up her cell phone and called the presidential palace.

After the servant handed over the phone to Wen Zhaoning, Li Qinghuan immediately asked softly, "aunt, is my mother where you are?"

"Well, Meixin came to me early in the morning and begged me to help her." Wen Zhaoning's voice was cold and detached.

Sure enough, she guessed right.

Her mother knew something in advance, so she went to the presidential palace in person and asked her aunt for help.

"Aunt..." Li Qinghuan bit his lip flap and didn't know what to say.

Although Wen Zhaoning didn't help her about her father, she came forward to help her.

If it weren't for her, Li Qinghuan would have been taken away by the police just now.

Waiting for her will be the trial of the law.

Then she will be guilty!

Wen Zhaoning's voice, surprisingly cold and cold to the extreme, "Qinghuan, I'm extremely disappointed in you."

"Aunt, I can explain..."

"Don't say anything. These days, you can reflect on yourself at home. Cherish the last few days, and there will be no...... "

Before he finished, Wen Zhaoning stopped talking in time.

She hung up the phone, but Li Qinghuan fell into deep uneasiness.

Cherish the last few days?

What's the meaning of this?

Is... A few days later, my aunt will hand her over to the police?

Isn't this a delaying tactic to use these days to help her get rid of her crime, but... Give her the last time to enjoy ease?

Thinking of this, Li Qinghuan's mood sank to the bottom of the valley.

no

Since everyone is desperate, she can only save herself!

Pacing back and forth, she suddenly turned and ran upstairs.

…………

President Office.

Wen Zhaoning hung up the phone with an inexplicable face. Immediately, he looked helplessly at Mu Jingxi, "Jingxi, what do you mean?"

"Don't ask, aunt. You'll know then."

Mu Jingxi raised his hand and looked at the time. He smiled and told Wen Zhaoning, "aunt, remember, Li Qinghuan can't answer the phone these days."

Wen Zhaoning smiled helplessly, "well, since my aunt promised you, she will do it. My aunt also knows that you have always hated Qinghuan, but she was punished for three months. Your aunt turned a blind eye to what you told others to do in prison. After all, Qinghuan was wrong first, and her aunt wouldn't favor her. Jingxi, can you just expose it? "

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