Immediately marriage: Mr.Li, I want your hug

When ordering good dishes, Yan Luoxi looked around. The environment was retro and elegant. The diners had very little voice and didn't feel noisy. She smiled and said, "the ring mirror is good. It's very suitable for dating."

Tian Lingyun took a glass of water and sent it to her mouth. Looking at the smile on yanluoxi's mouth, she drank a mouthful and said, "if you like, we'll come back next time. His food is very special. You'll try it later."

The dishes were served one by one, the plates were exquisite, and the color was bright. It made people move at a glance. Yan Luoxi picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of braised pig's hoof into the bowl. The pig's hoof was soft and waxy but not greasy. It felt a little spicy. She nodded, "the taste is really good. Dump our hotel catering department."

She had to admit that even though she had been rectifying the hotel catering department, she still did not reach the ideal level in terms of taste. If she wanted to apply for five-star, she would have to invite a Michelin 3-star chef.

Fortunately, now that she has obtained the investment of Li's group, she doesn't have to worry about funds. Instead, she can buy everything she wants.

Tian Lingyun said with a smile: "the food in the original hotel can't be compared with the restaurant specializing in catering, but your hotel has changed its name and has a lot of high-end atmosphere. I'm going to write you a tweet in a few days."

Yan Luoxi looked at her with surprise and joy, "really? Don't fashion bloggers only write tweets alongside fashion? Can you still write about the hotel? "

"Soft text, of course." Although Tian Lingyun started her own company, her microblog has always been managed by herself. Occasionally, if she is too busy, she will let the following people write tweets. She will change it and release it.

Her tweets are too personal to be imitated by others, so over the years, her loyal fans can easily distinguish which tweets are written by herself and which are written by assistants.

"Then I'll thank you here first." Yan Luoxi bowed and thanked him.

Tian Lingyun stared at her, "what are you polite to me?"

"OK, you're welcome, you're welcome." Yan Luoxi begged for mercy.

Tian Lingyun asked her to eat. She suddenly remembered something, "did your hotel fall into a financial crisis before?"

"Yes, William, who runs the hotel with me, owes a lot of gambling debts. He suddenly withdrew his capital to fill the hole and left an empty shell for me, so he has been busy with investment some time ago." Yanluoxi didn't hide it any more.

Tian Lingyun frowned, "why don't you come to me?"

Yan Luoxi looked at her beautiful eyes and felt guilty about touching her nose. "I think you are my last retreat. I can't use it so soon. I'll find you when I can't help it."

Tian Lingyun said reluctantly, "Er Luo, you should know that money is an external thing to me. Don't embarrass yourself next time. Come to me if you can be useful to me."

Yanluoxi was very moved. If she wasn't outside, she really wanted to hug her, "OK."

After dinner, Yan Luoxi received a call from Han Zheng, saying that the witness had found it and asked her to go to the police station. Tian Lingyun took her outside the police station and looked at the police station which was particularly solemn in the night. She said, "erluo, don't you really need me to go in with you?"

Yan Luoxi looked a little stunned. For a long time, she shook her head, "no, sweet girl, you go back to drive and pay attention to safety. Send me a message when you get home."

"Yes." Seeing that Luoxi entered the police station, Tian Lingyun turned around and left.

The lights in the police station were bright. Yan Luoxi went up the steps and saw Han Zheng leaning at the door waiting for her. Her heart jumped suddenly and looked straight into his eyes. "Han Zheng, is he still alive?"

"Yes." Han Zheng nodded, "come in with me."

Yan Luoxi's hands and feet are cold. She needs to know what happened five years ago, but why is she so afraid to know the truth?

Han Zheng took a few steps and didn't hear the footsteps coming up behind him. He turned around and saw Yan Luoxi standing in place pale. He walked back to her, "Luoxi, are you afraid?"

Yanluoxi pursed her lips and didn't speak. Han Zheng held her cold hand and said in a warm voice, "don't be afraid, I'll be with you."

The heat from the back of her hand revived yanluoxi. She subconsciously pulled back her hand and said faintly, "let's go. Let's go in."

People are being held in the interrogation room. When they were interrogated, they would not let outsiders see the suspects. But this case is Han Zheng doing, plus his identity, who dares to talk more?

When he went outside the interrogation room, yanluoxi saw a black and blue man sitting in the interrogation room through the huge glass curtain, and his face was vaguely familiar.

She tried to remember this person in her mind, and then she remembered that before she was knocked unconscious by the hand knife of the man named old five, this person and another person dragged her mother into the small room. Thinking of this, she turned pale.

"Han Zheng, is that him?"

Han Zheng nodded, "it's him. When we found him, he planned to run away. He was honest when I beat him up. Rosie, see clearly. Did you see him five years ago?"

Yanluoxi's eyes never moved away from the man, "I saw him. He was the first to kidnap us before I fainted."

Han Zheng looked at her pale face. He raised his hand and fell on her shoulder. He patted her gently. "Rosie, you're right here. I'll go in and interrogate him."

Yanluoxi looked at the man's ferocious look and knew that Han Zheng didn't let her in because he didn't want to expose her to danger or worried that she would be afraid of the criminals in those years.

She nodded. "OK."

Han Zheng turned and went out. After a while, he entered the interrogation room and sat down opposite the man. He subconsciously looked back at the dark glass wall, and his worries were all obvious in his eyes.

The next truth, I don't know if she can hold on.

Han Zheng opened his laptop. The police had asked about the basic information before. He directly cut into the theme, "do you remember the kidnapping in an abandoned warehouse five years ago?"

The man looked at Han Zheng obliquely. "Dead cop, I'm unlucky to be planted in your hands this time, but don't try to know any news from me."

"The mouth is very hard." Han Zheng glanced coldly. He covered his laptop and looked up at the camera. His men were smart and turned off the camera immediately.

Yan Luoxi saw Han Zheng suddenly burst into violence and beat the man fiercely. She had never seen such a violent side of Han Zheng. Inexplicably, she didn't feel afraid, but felt that the man deserved it.

Han Zheng took off his jeans and threw them handsome on the table. "Can you say it now?"