Someone in the crowd saw this scene and exclaimed.
The scene was chaotic.
"Xu Wei," Lu Jingan's lazy body suddenly tensed up.
He quickly walked over and picked up Huanong, who was lying on the side, from the ground, and protected her to the side.
Xu Wei led his men and quickly chased in the direction of the arrow.
Huanong was half-protected by Lu Jingan, and was frightened.
Looking at the chaos at the scene, he reached out and grabbed the hem of Lu Jingan's suit.
The man stood in front of her, realized her movements, grabbed her palm with his backhand, and covered everyone's eyes and ears on his broad back.
"Lu Jing'an, I almost met my great-grandmother..."
Huanong spoke with a trembling voice, and the hand that grabbed the hem of his clothes did not forget to tug.
"Nonsense," the man scolded her.
Apparently he was a little frightened by the scene just now: "This scourge will last for thousands of years, don't worry!"
"Would you be very happy if I died? The large inheritance my father left behind must be yours!"
"I don't care about your father's money," the more outrageous he said, Lu Jing'an pinched her palm hard, causing Huanong to gasp in pain.
"I'm so miserable, and you still domestically abuse me?"
"Huanong," Xiao Beilin's words rang out at the right time. Seeing that the murderer had been subdued, a group of people surrounded him one by one.
In addition to caring about Huanong, he also didn't forget to praise Lu Jing'an or two.
"It is said that Lawyer Lu is surrounded by experts, and now it seems that is indeed the case."
Lu Jing'an let go of Huanong's hand and sneered: "It's just a little effort, you don't have to do this."
"Are you okay? You scared me to death," Yang Xian pushed through the crowd and squeezed in. She grabbed Huanong and looked at her for a while. It was so funny to say that she, a mother, wanted to care about her daughter but had to squeeze in among a group of flatterers. You have to squeeze to squeeze in.
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"This man is so..." Xu Wei pushed the person in and threw him in front of Huanong. He was about to say that his wife knew him, but when he looked up and saw everyone there, he changed the subject and said, "Miss Hua may know him."
"Is it you?" Huanong was shocked. Who instructed this idiot to do this?
"What? Are you surprised to see me?" Hua Ying said sarcastically, crawling towards Huanong, staring at her fiercely as if he wished he could tear her apart.
"Huanong, I have the intention to kill you. You tricked me back then... uh..." Before Hua Ying started shouting, Huanong stretched out his hand and pressed his neck. The feeling of suffocation came, making Hua Ying She couldn't breathe.
The woman's cold voice spoke warmly, and she glanced at the people waiting outside the cemetery management room. It was raining heavily and the road down the mountain was slippery. Everyone was taking shelter from the rain while trying to watch the show. What were these people thinking? Sima Zhao's heart is simply known to everyone.
"I don't want to listen to your nonsense, just tell me! Who asked you to come?"
I heard before that she was abroad and had lost her passport and all documents. Even if she wanted to come back, she would have to go through a lot of trouble, but now... Hua Ying was able to show up on time at Hua Jin's funeral. She was really capable.
How long did this take?
"Uh..." Hua Ying slapped Huanong's wrist, and the latter let go a little, giving her some breathing space to answer the question.
"Bitch..."
Bang, Huanong's eyes turned cold instantly, and he slapped the woman on the face,
Xu Wei looked sideways slightly, a little unbearable. From the beginning to the end, Hua Ying was like a slave in front of Huanong, kneeling on the ground and letting Huanong take care of her.
"You have such a dirty mouth, it seems you haven't long enough to remember it!" Chu Mi stroked the water droplets on her shoulder and let out a cold snort.
He glanced at Hua Nong and said, "I told you before. You shouldn't be merciful. People who commit crimes like this should call the police directly and be sent to jail for whatever punishment they deserve."
Huanong rubbed his temples and felt a little headache: "Call the police! Deliberate killing is enough to keep you in jail."
When Hua Ying heard this, her eyes changed: "Why do you have that? Who do you think you are?"
"I'm not who you are, but there are so many businessmen and politicians here today. If anyone comes out to confirm, do you think you can escape? Hua Ying, I'm giving you one last chance. Who asked you to come today?"
When Hua Ying came, she saw a group of young and old men in black suits and white shirts standing behind Huanong, and she already felt vaguely regretful.
She shouldn't have listened to that woman and gotten herself into her current situation.
Sure enough, there is no such thing as a wasted lunch. The thoughts of these young ladies from wealthy families are as dark as honeycomb coal.
"Miss Hua, if you tell me, Huanong may be in a good mood and not sue you. When the property is divided, you can take this money and settle down wherever you go. It will be enough for your life. If you don't tell me, even if you take If you lose the Hua family’s inheritance, you won’t have the chance to spend it.”
"Those who sent you here to be the best, knowing that there is danger but still tricking you into doing this, can be said to have ulterior motives. You are still protecting them now, what? The benefits they gave you are enough for you to sacrifice your life. Already?"
Huanong glanced at Chu Mi, received her look, waved his fingertips, and looked at Chen Xi: "Call the police!"
"Are you sure I said you would let me go?" Hua Ying hurriedly spoke when she saw Huanong getting up to leave.
Huanong glanced at the person sadly: "I don't want to hear it."
"You will tell me everything when you get to the police station, why should I waste my time?"
"Huanong... the person who is looking for me is not the illegitimate son of the Hua family, but someone else. Don't you want to know who wants your life?"
Huanong turned slightly on his toes and stared at the person, trying not to smile.
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"Actor Xiao is worried?" Under the eaves, Lu Jing'an held a cigarette and felt Xiao Beilin's eyes frequently looking back at him.
Xiao Beilin has heard of Lu Jing'an's reputation, but this person has too many blank parts to be underestimated. It is true that a businessman under thirty can occupy the top position in the financial city of Beijing and Hong Kong. There are many doubts, but there is no way to verify it.
"Aren't Mr. Lu worried?"
Lu Jing'an puffed away the cigarette ashes in the air and said, "I'm worried. If Miss Hua dies, I will suffer."
Xiao Beilin's eyes tightened.
Lu Jing'an continued: "Don't you know, Movie Emperor Xiao? I took over Huanong's inheritance case, and she is now my sponsor father."
"Lawyer Lu cares about this commission fee?"
Ming Shaoyu was surprised when he heard this: "Actor Xiao is so generous. In your eyes, the Hua family's commission of more than one billion is just a matter of a movie."
Someone in the crowd laughed lightly, looking sideways at Xiao Beilin, with a bit of teasing in his eyes: "No wonder children nowadays like to squeeze into the entertainment industry."
Lu Jing'an listened to the teasing, lit the ashes and remained silent.
