The policeman in charge has a high nose bridge, deep eyebrows and eyes, evil and handsome.

It is the eldest son of the Huo family and Huo Shen.

His eyes were deep, and his eyes were full of playfulness, "Miss Jiang, isn't that agreement considered ironclad?"

Jiang Qianxue choked and sweated in her palms.

Huo Shen narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his sharp handsome eyebrows a little dangerous, and his smile showed a bit of ruffianism, "What? Miss Jiang wants to interfere with official business?"

Jiang Qianxue felt a suffocation in her heart, and she felt a bone-bone chill, which ran straight from the soles of her feet.

She gritted her teeth in hatred, looked at Mrs. Jiang's eyes, and said gently, "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely save you."

Mrs. Jiang was frightened and desperate, "Qianxue, save your mother, she doesn't want to go to jail..."

The evidence is solid. If Jiang Nuan does not withdraw the lawsuit, what awaits her will be a prison disaster of at least ten years.

Jiang Qianxue watched Mrs. Jiang get put on the police car, look at the house that was suddenly empty, thinking of Jiang Wei who ran away from home and Mrs. Jiang who was taken away, she burst into tears.

She wiped her tears, her eyes full of stubborn resentment.

She must not lose to Jiang Nuan!

no way!

...

The incident of Mrs. Jiang being taken away by the police spread throughout Tianjing in less than an hour.

Emperor.

Design Department.

Le Qing stared at the newspaper and said happily, "It's so satisfying! Let this old lady be partial! Vicious! Is she retribution now?"

After she finished speaking, she turned to look at the side.

Jiang Nuan held her chin with one hand, pressed the mouse and stared at the computer, without any extra emotion.

Le Qing came over and said, "Director Jiang, are you unhappy?"

Jiang Nuan's eyebrows and eyes bent, "Happy."

The girl said tactfully, "...you are so happy that you are so subtle..."

Jiang Nuan kept pressing the mouse and continued to write something, smiling very strongly, "I decided to go home and share the joy with my boyfriend..."

Everyone, "..."

Suddenly I was sprinkled with dog food.

"I can wash away all the stigma, it's my boyfriend's credit, I'm making a gift to thank him..."

Le Qing asked curiously, "What gift?"

Jiang Nuan tilted her head and smiled slightly, "Love letter."

...

It was a bit difficult for Baby Jiang to write a love letter to her boyfriend for the first time.

He mainly looks down on men like Li Xichen, who are not as good as ordinary love letters.

Jiang Nuan lay on the table, holding a pen, abandoned all distracting thoughts, and focused on the love letter to Li Xichen.

She painted and drew on the snow-white rice paper, racking her brains to think.

Suddenly, the cell phone in my pocket vibrated.

This ringtone is-

Jiang Nuan's eyes lit up, she immediately put down her pen, looked out her phone, and saw the new message from it.

——What is Nuannuan doing?

Jiang Nuan returned happily.

——Write a love letter to my boyfriend again. Teacher, I have a gift for you.

This is something she has been looking forward to.

The teacher gave her so many things, but she never accepted her gifts.

She could feel that the teacher really liked her very much. He liked her but refused to accept her gifts. Why?

Jiang Nuan had countless questions and wanted to ask, but every time she was blocked back at the moment she was about to exit.

A strange intuition always felt that asking would hurt him.

She didn't want to hurt him.

He even couldn't bear to hurt him.

Even if it's just a little bit...

From the moment she knew him, even though she knew nothing about the other person's situation through the screen, she was extremely firm in this belief.
Chapter completed!