Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

  Chapter 936 Song Zhen questioned, the second goal

  When Shen Yu received the news, she was using a hot towel to dispel the blood stasis of the two children.

   This is not surprising.

  If the Song family wanted to save face, Pan Xiaojing had to die in an accident.

"…okay, I get it."

  Ending the call, she put the cold towel back into the hot water, wrung it dry, and reached out to Qingqing.

  The little girl handed it over obediently, and called out in a dependent voice: "Mom..."

   "Does it hurt?"

   "...doesn't hurt." Tears were already rolling in her eyes.

   "Baby, my mother asked you, did that handsome uncle in the hospital last night wear a white coat and give you an injection?"

   "Yeah!" Nodding.

   "Then did he say anything?"

"some."

   "Can you still remember?"

   "Uncle said..." The little head started to work, and the expression fell into memory, "Don't be afraid...he will protect me and my brother...don't move...it will hurt..."

"anything else?"

  The little girl pursed her lips: "I can't remember..."

  Shen Wei touched the little bangs on her forehead, "It's okay."

  Although she doesn't know who that person is now, but—she will always know!

  …

  Pan Xiaojing fell to his death, and his death was too sudden. Although the Song family and the police insisted that it was an accident, some rumors inevitably spread in the circle.

  The death of the daughter of the Pan family, coupled with the incitement of rumors, finally couldn't sit still, and came to the door to ask for an explanation.

  Song Zhen came forward and quickly sent people away. The Pan family didn't even have a chance to speak to Song Kaifeng.

  Shen Yu sat in the living room, had a panoramic view of the whole process, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and took the remote control to change the station.

  Song Qi also came forward, mainly responsible for keeping people out, doing physical work, so compared to Song Zhen who only talked about it, he was much more embarrassed.

  His hair was messed up, his shirt was wrinkled, and there was a fresh bloodstain on his cheekbone.

   "Huh—Pan's family is so hot!" He sat down on the sofa, relieved, "It can be regarded as dismissed."

   Song Zhen poured himself a cup of tea, and just as he was bringing it to his mouth, he made a sudden movement, and suddenly raised his eyes to meet Shen Hou's cool gaze.

  He raised his eyebrows with a questioning look.

   "You used my teacup." It was clear and unhurried.

  The man shook his hand, and the splashed tea landed on the back of his hand, which instantly turned red.

  Paused, then turned a corner, dumped all the tea into the trash can, and put the teacup back in front of Shen Hou. He did the whole process quite naturally, without any embarrassment.

   "Sorry, I took the wrong one." After finishing his understatement, he took out a clean teacup.

  Song Qi didn't see it, or even if he saw it, he wouldn't care about the interaction between the two, so he said with a smile, "Brother Zhen, I'm thirsty, can you pour me a glass too?"

   Song Zhen raised his eyebrows and looked up at him.

  Song Qi's neck felt cold, so he immediately changed his words: "That! I'll do it myself—I'll do it myself, and I'll have enough food and clothing!"

   "You come out."

  Shen Wei raised his head and asked Song Zhen with his gaze: Are you talking to me?

   "That's right." The man said heavily, "It's you."

"…oh."

  The two of them went outside, it was late spring and early summer, the flowers in the garden were in full bloom, and the green leaves fluttered in the wind.

   "Is there something wrong?" Shen Wei turned around and faced him.

   "Is it related to your sister-in-law's fall in the hospital?"

  He spoke very directly, without beating around the bush or probing, but the scrutiny and contemplation in his eyes was mixed with a sharpness of insight into people's hearts.

  Shen Yu thought for a while: "Maybe it has something to do with it. After all, if I hadn't lived in Song's house, she wouldn't have had a sudden seizure and kidnapped two children, let alone go to the hospital."

  If you don’t go to the hospital, you won’t fall to your death.

   "You didn't answer my question directly." What he wanted to know was the murderer!

   Shen Yu raised his eyes, not avoiding his scrutiny, and paused every word: "This is the most positive answer I can give you."

  After Song Zhen listened, he knew that this conversation was destined to be fruitless. If so, why continue?

   Taking a deep look at her, the man turned and left.

  Shen Wei stayed in the courtyard in a good mood to admire the flowers for a while before returning to the west courtyard.

  She thought, the first goal of living in Song's house has been accomplished, and the second one won't be too far away...

  The story is divided into two parts, but it is said that Xiao Qiye who unexpectedly reunited with Shen Yu while investigating "Honey".

  After abandoning his two companions and leaving that night, he drove straight to a high-end residential area on the third ring road.

   Bang Bang Bang —

   Slam the door!

   No response.

  Very well, he continued to smash.

  Finally, after a full two minutes, the door opened, and a middle-aged man with a big belly appeared sleepily at the door.

  Big eyes to small eyes, both of them were stupefied with capital letters.

   "You you you... who are you looking for?"

   "Doesn't Hu Zhibei live here?"

"who?"

   "Hu Zhibei!"

   "You went to the wrong place!" After finishing speaking, he slammed the door impatiently and muttered.

  Lu Shen’s hearing has been professionally trained, so he can hear clearly, what the man said was—psychopathy.

   I'm cracking!

  He raised his hand, ready to knock again, but if he didn't open the door, he would break in. Who would be afraid of anyone?

  But suddenly, all his movements stopped, and his expression tended to be dull.

its not right…

  When was the last time you saw Hu Zhibei here?

  Two months ago?

Depend on-

   Two years ago!

   And more.

  (end of this chapter)