Priceless Sweetheart Boss's New Wife

Just when Jiang Mingyue and song Zilin's lips are about to touch each other, Jiang Mingyue's mobile phone suddenly rings.

The surrounding air instantly returned to flow and bounced off when it was electrocuted.

Jiang Mingyue got up in a panic and couldn't help touching her hot cheek.

"That..."

"Ha ha This It's dawn, ha... "

Song Zilin was also embarrassed and at a loss. He tried to stand up from the ground twice before he got up from the ground.

"Yes Yes, it's daybreak Jiang Mingyue was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground.

I can't help rubbing my hands and trying to hide the embarrassment, but my behavior becomes more and more embarrassing and ridiculous.

I don't even know whether I should put my hand in front of me or behind me, and shake it back and forth to change the position.

Song Zilin grabs his head and reaches for his coat, "that Your phone rings, you answer it I, I I'll go first

"Oh, yes! The phone rings

Jiang Mingyue quickly picked up her mobile phone and got through to the company.

"What?"

Jiang Mingyue finished listening to each other's words, and her eyebrows were frowned with horror.

Song Zilin is about to go out when he finds that Jiang Mingyue's voice is wrong. He turns back and asks her what happened.

Jiang Mingyue slowly put down the phone, "the police investigation said that the car has been tracking Yan Xiaohui."

"Murder on purpose."

"What?" Song Zilin was also surprised when he heard the speech.

Although song Zilin is not familiar with Yan Xiaohui, he has known him since he was a child. Some people deliberately murder him, so he can't help but feel a twinkle.

"Did she offend anyone when she was a paparazzi?" Song Zilin asked.

"So the brokerage company reminds me that it's very difficult. I'm worried that the outside world will make a rumor and say that I want to harm Yan Xiaohui." Jiang Mingyue has a headache.

Song Zilin took a cold breath and pointed to Jiang Mingyue, "it can't really be you! You hate Yan Xiaohui for exposing your scandal. You want to kill her! "

"Song Zilin, don't say anything

"Ha ha, you're kidding. You're serious."

Jiang Mingyue sat down on the sofa with a headache and helped her forehead. "It's a wave that hasn't been leveled, and it's coming up again! Follow up the paparazzi of the police station. I'm sure I'll make up a story to discredit me again. "

"Don't think about it. Maybe it's not as bad as you think! Well, I didn't sleep all night. I'm sleepy and I'm going back. "

Jiang Mingyue didn't expect that song Zilin said he would leave soon. He didn't want to leave at all.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, she threw off her shoes and rubbed the innocent little Kirin.

"I have no conscience, and I don't know how to talk with me and comfort me."

Song Zilin went back to his room and rushed into the bathroom to take a cold bath to cool down.

When he felt comfortable, he came out of the bathroom, wiped his wet hair and called his assistant.

"Go and investigate what happened to Yan Xiaohui's car accident! Who wants to hurt her After Song Zilin hung up, he called his assistant and said, "help me keep an eye on the rumors on the Internet. There are also several newspapers. If they deliberately make up the real murderer of Yan Xiaohui, or deliberately mislead the audience, they will buy them all and not publish them on the Internet!"

Song Zilin hung up the phone, can't help but think of the kiss that just happened with Jiang Mingyue, and his whole body suddenly became hot again.

"Damn it

With a curse, he rushed into the bathroom again for a cold bath.

Jiang Mingyue stayed at home with her mobile phone and computer all day, but she didn't find any rumors on the Internet that she was the real murderer.

Even at the other end of the company, the staff of the whole company are waiting for the computer to be installed, and they have been waiting for a whole day. Everyone is very surprised, Mingming has received internal information, there will be news about Jiang Mingyue's murder, how can it disappear quietly?