The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Father Jin thought that his son was here and would not continue to quarrel with her.

The atmosphere was extremely cold until An Xiaomeng and Pan Zhenghui came out.

"Did you find anything?" Jin Qingyan asked.

An Xiaomen had a few words in his ear, Jin Qingyan got up and went out with Pan Zhenghui, while An Xiaomen sat on the sofa and waited.

"What did they do?" Jin asked.

An Xiaomen smiled slightly. "Have something out."

"I know, what is it?"

"Ask him when you come back." An Xiaomen refused to answer.

Mother Jin's face was grim and she stood there waiting quietly.

Without waiting for Jin Qingyan and Pan Zhenghui to return, she waited for Jin Qingyue. She came with her stomach on her stomach because she didn't want Shi Shaochuan to know these things, so she didn't let him accompany him.

"Qingyue, you can come, now your dad is put in detention." Mother Jin quickly said.

"Isn't my dad sitting here well, where is the detention center?" She asked knowingly, apparently not taking the steward as her father.

"Qingyue, who is your biological father? You already know it, don't you just watch him die?"

Jin Qingyue was a little hesitant, so she came over.

"What can I do?" Jin Qingyue spread his hands. "I don't really know what I can do."

Father Jin said, "Qingyue, we will handle this matter to the police, we will not participate in this matter, I hope you will not participate, although your account will be opened for you, your name will be canceled on the genealogy But ... "Father Jin said," If you do not participate in this matter, you will always be our Jin family, my dear sister, my daughter. "

Frankly speaking, the meaning of Father Jin is clear enough, but Jin Qingyue's participation and non-participation will not change the outcome. If she chooses to move closer to him and not make trouble, then they will still be a family in the future. After that, they really are no longer a family.

Jin Qingyue had no feelings for the steward herself, and was ashamed of Jin ’s actions. Since Father Jin said so, she also knows that no matter what, she ca n’t completely change the results. Dad, I see. "

"Qingyue!" Mother Jin's pupils tightened. "Now he is no longer your father."

"Yes, even if I was not born by him, but he has raised me for so many years, he has always loved me and raised more than life. In my heart, he will always be my dad."

Father Jin nodded and was touched by her words.

Mother Jin felt really out of love in this world, and the whole person was full of disappointment.

Jin Qingyan walked in alone and did not see Pan Zhenghui.

"Where's Director Pan?" An Xiaomen asked.

"Going back, because I found a tiny headpiece in the housekeeper's house. After consistent comparisons with other servants, it was Liu Yingying's."

Jin Qingyan's words made Jin mother even more worried.

"What can a tiara represent?" Mother Jin didn't care, "only proof that he had been to his room, not that he had been killed."

"Mom, a maid you have used, you tell me that her death has nothing to do with you?" Jin Qingyan put his hands in his pockets, and Chong'an Xiao Lemon held out his hand. "Come, let's go back."

An Xiaomen handed him, the two of them looked at each other tacitly, and went out of the door together.

The outside air was cold and pungent, and An Xiaomen sucked her nose. "I think your mother will hate your brother and sister."

"Parents brought us to this world. We are not their tools and personal belongings. We do the wrong thing and do the wrong thing. Such a big thing can get such a result. It is tolerant enough. I do n’t want to worry about other people ’s affairs My time is precious, others, I don't want to waste it at all. "He held her hand tightly and walked forward slowly.

"Brother!" Jin Qingyue stepped forward.

"Ok?"

"Mom said she didn't want to live anymore, she wanted to commit suicide." Jin Qingyue was obviously frightened, her face paled.

Jin Qingyan reached out and put her hat away. "She can't bear to die. I'll bet you a dollar. I don't believe we will see it tomorrow morning."

"You ... so determined?"

Jin Qingyan said, "It's getting late, go back and rest."

"it is good."

When Jin Qingyue saw what he said, he didn't go back. The three left Jin's old house.

An Xiaomen came home and practiced yoga on a yoga mat on the ground, wearing a mask on her face, and Jin Qingyan sitting opposite her, not to mention doing the same yoga moves, and wearing a mask on her face.

The two looked at each other face to face.

An Xiaomen reminded him, "Don't shake your body, keep steady ..."

"Looking at you, my heart can't be stabilized at all." Deep eyes seemed to be able to devour her.

"Jin Qingyan, you are more and more able to talk about love."

"Don't you like to listen?"

"like."

Jin Qing said with a smile, "An Xiaomen, I don't think I can see you enough in my life."

"I'm pretty, I know this myself."

"laugh……"

"Am I wrong?"

"No, straight into my heart, what you are saying is exactly what I want to say."

He blinked at her, then stood back upright, exhaling a long breath.

"Boss, that guy is calling again!"

"It must be from the police station and help me answer the phone," she said with a movement.

Jin Qingyan picked up the mobile phone on the table, and when he saw that Gu Beicheng called, he coughed, swiped the answer button, "Hey."

"Give the phone to Xiao Lemon, I'll find her something." He heard it, Gu Beicheng said in a bad tone.

"What do you say, I'll convey it for you."

Gu Beicheng's tone was anxious, "Hurry up and call her. I have something important to find her."

"I said, I can convey, you can just tell me directly."

An Xiaomen realized that the caller might not be the police person, so she put away the action and grabbed the phone from him. At first glance, the electricity was Gu Beicheng, and she immediately put it in her ear. "

"The tomb-keeper on the mountain just told me that people on duty in the evening saw someone in front of the grandfather's grave. They were frightened, Xiao Lemon. Can ordinary people see those who died?"

An Xiaomen frowned. "It's impossible, ordinary people can only hear it and can't see it."

"Do you have time now? Let's take someone to see it together." Gu Beicheng was a bit uneasy. "Two middle-aged couples are guarding the tomb for grandpa. I want to send someone to guard, and you can see Are n’t there really those things? ”

"Okay." As soon as An Xiaomen said it, the man next to him interjected, "Xiao Ning, come and wipe my back."