Passionate Devotion

Chapter 1917 1966 She is not the person I am looking for 12

She climbed into bed, got out of bed quickly after thinking of something, took the medicine bought in the hospital from her handbag, and walked out.

Lonely Shan stood in front of the window, not knowing what he was thinking, with a cup of rich coffee in his hand, with moonlight on his side, Nan Sheng looked over, pursed his lips, that feeling rose in his heart again, deep loneliness Sense, I don't know if it is her illusion?

This man is by no means a thing in the pool, he feels distressed by himself, is it a bit ridiculous and self-defeating?

She walked behind him.

"Mr. Lonely, I bought some cold medicines and anti-fever medicines. I don’t know if you can’t use them. Did you catch a cold and chills? It’s really easy to get heatstroke when you sleep on a bay window like you do during the day. Better."

"No." Lonely Shan answered straightforwardly, tilting her head and looking at the medicine in her hand: "These two medicines seem to have the same function, that is to make people sleep. Do you want to faint me first?"

Nan Sheng bulged his cheeks, revealing two deep dimples: "Mr. Dugu, if you make a joke on me again, I'm really angry!"

She didn't believe that a man who had known her for a few days really wanted to date her. There was no other possibility other than making jokes on her.

Lonely Shan did not answer, looking at Nan Shengqing playfully.

"By the way, there is one thing I want to ask you. Did you get me out of the game because of your relationship? I asked my dad, and my dad said he didn’t know Mr. Lu Yu. I thought about it. It’s impossible to know such an old man with my own connections, except for you...I don’t know what your job does?"

Lonely Shan answered indifferently: "Yeah."

He turned sideways, his eyes narrowed slightly, his black eyes were deep, and he continued to look out the window, seeming to be thinking about something.

"It turned out to be you? I don't know how to thank you. It seems that I owe you more and more, and I will soon be worthless."

"You can't afford it anyway, it doesn't matter how much."

"..." Can you understand that?

Lonely Shan took another sip of coffee and asked while observing the starry sky: "Can it be solved?"

Nan Shengqing shook his head, feeling depressed: "No, I don't have any evidence. My brother once again insisted that I pushed him. Now it is very difficult for the police to judge the case."

Lonely Shan looked back at her steadily, and read everything that happened from her mind. After a moment of silence, Feng Qingyun smiled: "The cars parked in your yard should be equipped with a driving recorder."

"Ok?"

"The floor-to-ceiling windows in your living room have a large area that is completely transparent."

"How do you know that my living room has floor-to-ceiling windows?"

When she was a child, her parents ran the company and they were very expensive, so she bought a small villa instead of living in a unit building. The floor-to-ceiling windows in the house were opened through the whole wall. That was her mother’s creativity. Her mother liked the large expanses of sunlight coming into the house. .

"Check your dad's driving recorder, maybe you can get something."

Nan Sheng was in love with the question in his head, but Lonely Shan had already assumed a posture that he didn't want to be disturbed, and waved his hand: "Retreat."

That posture, the tone of a high-level person, can't be repeated, like an innate aura.

Nan Sheng pursed his lips in love, went to hug Tuantuan with a sense of courtesy, and went back to the room. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure it out. With the mentality of giving it a try, he called her dad and asked him to see the driving recorder of the day. .

Unexpectedly, she actually took some photos. Although it is not very clear, she can vaguely record the process of her sitting in the living room angrily and Xiao Wei rolling down the middle of the stairs. She panicked and rushed past.

(End of this chapter)