Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

It has been half a month since I came to Kinshasa.

Yan Jiang found that the situation here was not as serious as he thought. Riots do exist, but they are not everywhere.

After getting acquainted with the environment here, Yan Jiang found a forensic job. At Yanjiang University, he studied forensic medicine. He was also a graduate student of Wangdong University with a forensic medicine degree. He just graduated last year.

When he was in college, Yan Jiang was a student who made his tutor proud, and he followed his tutor to learn about many murders. People who are truly capable will not worry about finding a job wherever they are.

Forensic medicine is not an easy job. There are a lot of people who died accidentally here. Yan Jiang was honored to be assigned a corpse on the first day of employment, and he was responsible for anatomy and analysis of data.

Before going home that day, Yan Jiang repeatedly washed his hands with hand sanitizer several times. After returning home, he quickly changed his clothes before daring to appear in front of Song Fei.

At that time Song Fei was on the phone and didn't notice Yan Jiang's approach. Yan Jiang heard her say: "Master Cheng? Cheng Yanmo? He is also inquiring about the heart? He... just said no, you help me. Can't be busy."

After Song Fei hung up the phone, Yan Jiang said, "Song Fei, what did you do without me?"

Song Fei's body tightened for a moment, and quickly relaxed. She turned around and glanced at Yan Jiang. The tip of her nose hooked in the air and suddenly said, "You have the smell of a corpse."

Yan Jiang was a little upset. He said, "I took a shower and changed my clothes. Today, I dissected a giant-looking corpse, the smell..." Shaking his head, Yan Jiang asked Song Ci: "You Can you still smell it?"

Song Fei nodded, "The smell is not great, but it can be smelled." When Yan Jiang talked about Giant View, Song Fei asked, "Is it the girl's body found in the Xiaohegou opposite? I heard that she was only nine years old. "

"Well, did you hear that too?" The little girl was only nine years old. She was a stray girl. Many people guessed that she accidentally fell into the creek and drowned. She was just a stray child, no father, no mother, no power and no influence. After the body was sent to the police station, no one was willing to approve the case.

Yan Jiang is a newcomer, and the little girl case was assigned to him.

Song Fei asked Yan Jiang: "Is it suicide?"

Yan Jiang shook his head, his expression a little complicated, he said: "She has been detected in her body."

Song Fei frowned. "She is only nine years old."

Yan Jiang was silent. After a while, Yan Jiang suddenly said, "Song Fei, if our child is a girl, we must let her learn kung fu."

Song Fei glanced at him, "Our child? Who wants to have a child with you?"

Yan Jiang came over, wanted to give her a hug, stretched out his hand, and hesitantly retracted it. Song Fei noticed Yan Jiang's movements and pressed her lower lip.

"I will catch you, and there will be children."

Song Fei said nothing.

Yan Jiang then asked her: "Who were you calling just now?"

Song Fei said, "A friend."

"Song Fei, are you planning something behind my back?" Yan Jiang felt that Song Fei was doing something dangerous without telling him, and he suspected it was related to Mu Qiu.

Song Fei is not the kind of person who can swallow his anger after being bullied. She is a typical ruthless character who digs my corner and I push your house. After knowing what Mu Qiu and his daughter had done to their sisters, Song Fei couldn't let the father and daughter continue to get away with it.

Song Fei glanced at him and said, "No, don't worry."

"Song Fei, no matter what you are going to do, I will not stop you. I only have one request." Yan Jiang took Song Fei's hand, squeezed her palm, and said, "I want you to be safe."

Song Fei was not used to such ambiguous scenes. She pulled her hand back and said, "Go to bed early, and work tomorrow."

"How about you?"

"I'm going to the research institute and won't be back tonight." Life here is boring, and Song Fei spends most of the time in the research institute.

Yan Jiang suddenly curled his lips and smiled. He approached Song Fei and lowered his head, his nose almost touching Song Fei's forehead. Yan Jiang said: "Since the work is not finished, why are you at home now?" It takes five or six minutes to drive from home to the institute. "Should you come back to get things...or see me?"

Song Fei glanced at Yan Jiang coldly, his eyes made Yan Jiang frightened. But Yan Jiang was very spineless, he didn't guilty, and said boldly, "Dare to answer?"

Song Fei pushed away Yan Jiang's head, picked up his backpack and walked to the door.

When she lowered her head to change shoes, she said without looking up: "If you don't take anything, I will come back and see you." After she said, she held the doorknob and planned to open the door.

Yan Jiang suddenly shouted: "Song Fei!"

Song Fei moved for a while, and waited for him to speak without looking back.

Yan Jiang said, "You are really considerate to your brother."

Yan Jiang opened the door and slammed the door firmly.

Upon seeing this, Yan Jiang shook his head and laughed.

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Baiju passed the gap and finally arrived on October 25th.

On this day, Moyao, the richest man in Asia, took his lover Li Yao on a private jet, showed up at Wangjiangshan Airport in high profile, and stayed in the Presidential Suite of Jetta International Hotel.

On the same day, Di Rongrong, a national treasure-level female singer, also finished working abroad and rushed back to Wangdongcheng. At the same time, an old man carrying a snakeskin pocket, accompanied by three middle-aged men, boarded the high-speed rail to Wangdong City.

On this day, the WeChat circle of Wangdongcheng's netizens has blown up short films about Moyao, the richest woman in Asia. In the short film, Mo Yao rides in a Maybach, wearing a bright red suit, bending over and walking out of the car.

She put one hand in her trouser pocket, took off her sunglasses with the other hand, raised her head and smiled at the camera. That smile was domineering and honorable, and netizens knelt down and called Jinzhu's mother.

No one knows what a big woman like Moyao is doing when she suddenly came to see Dongcheng. Some people speculated that she was going to make a big vote in Wangdongcheng, while others guessed that she was going to meet friends, and some felt that she was simply visiting. of.

"attend a wedding?"

Cheng Yanmo was a little surprised when he received the news. He asked the special assistant next to him: "Whose wedding is Moyao coming to?" He has never heard of anyone in the upper class of Wangdongcheng who wants to get married recently.

The special assistant shook his head and said: "I haven't found any news for the time being, but someone said that she was here to attend the mysterious man's wedding."

Cheng Yanmo didn't know that there were still people in Wangdongcheng who maintained a close relationship with Mo Yao. "Looking at Dongcheng recently, who is going to hold a wedding?"

The special assistant thought for a while, and said: "It doesn't seem to be...it's not right. The wedding of Song Ci, the daughter of the Mu family, is scheduled for tomorrow."

Song porcelain?

The wedding of Song Ci and Han Zhan will be confirmed tomorrow, and both parties will only entertain their most important friends and relatives. Although Cheng Yanmo knew them, he did not receive the invitation, but he also knew that Song Ci and Han Zhan were going to get married on October 26.

The background of Song Ci is well known to everyone. It's the bridegroom...

The appearance of Han Zhan flashed across Cheng Yanmo's eyes.

Han Zhan...