Chapter 1397

"What did I tell you? Don't ask about my affairs, don't worry about me! Now you are turning your elbows outward to sympathize with such a lowly girl. Are you challenging me?! Everything I do is for the Xie family!"

Yunshan was beaten until her vision was dark and her cochlea was buzzing!

She changed her words in panic, trembling, "No...not sympathy...I am also doing it for your own good. After all, it is not a good thing to have someone's life on your hands. If the police follow the clues and find you... ..Even if there is no direct evidence, it will have an impact on your reputation. When the time comes...I'm afraid that the Fourth Young Master will take this as an opportunity to attack you and shake your reputation and status in the group... ..

What's more, even if you have a good relationship with Achen, there is no need to get blood on your hands for him..."

After hearing this, Xie Jinli's expression softened slightly and he sneered: "Ha, you think I'm so stupid that I won't leave any backup plans? What a stupid woman, Qianjian.

I helped the second child just to please dad. You can't even see such obvious stakes? Besides, who said I had blood on my hands? My hands are clean. Even if they check, they can never find me. "

Xie Jinli stared at her with a threatening look and grabbed her chin, "Shanshan, we husband and wife are in the same boat. I miss your father who retired from politics for your sake, and you. Brother, you will definitely keep the secret, right?"

Yunshan nodded with tears in her eyes.

*

Tang Qiaoer and Shen Jingjue brought Mei Xiaoyan back to their home in Shengjing for safety reasons.

The large and elegant villa, as well as the quiet mirror-like lake in the backyard, greatly shocked the poor girl. She thought that the home of a wealthy daughter must be extremely luxurious, but she never expected that it could be so warm and stylish. It was just a low-key display of her unattainable top taste.

"Xiaoyan, don't be formal, just treat yourself as if you were at home."

Tang Qiaoer did not disturb Wu Ma, but washed and cut the fruits herself and brought them over.

The little girl sat awkwardly on the sofa, her limbs seemed to be tied up, she didn't dare to touch anywhere, and huddled into a pitiful ball.

"Juice? Tea? Coffee? I'll make it for you." Shen Jingjue's expression was dull, but his voice was gentle.

Mei Xiaoyan looked at Tang Qiao'er and then at Mr. Shen. She didn't hold back for a second and burst into tears.

Her delicate face was covered with tears, and they fell onto her hands that were clenched tightly on her knees.

"Mei, Miss Mei, please stop crying." Han Xian hurriedly pulled out several tissues and handed them to her.

Seeing the girl's thin back bent down, twitching as if she could not breathe, he had not seen anyone cry so hysterically for a long time, and he felt indescribably uncomfortable.

Although she cried unbridled, her frank look was really cute.

"Qiao'er, did I... scare her?" Shen Jingjue's tall figure froze in place, looking at his little woman in panic.

"Yes, you always have a bad face, as if someone owes you hundreds of millions of dollars for a project." Tang Qiaoer couldn't help but tease him.

Shen Jingjue frowned and looked at Han Xian, asking for confirmation: Is it so smelly?

Han Xian nodded and confirmed: No doubt, your underworld expression can be used to prevent counterfeiting.

Tang Qiaoer hurriedly walked over and sat next to Mei Xiaoyan, thoughtfully wiping her tears and helping her blow her nose.

Treat her with the same care as you would your own sister.

"Xiaoyan, cry, just cry."