Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Thinking of this, Xiang Ang looked shocked, as if he understood something instantly.

He couldn't help rushing forward, pushing Qiu Shanshan and the security guard in the monitoring room away, staring at the computer screen.

Then, while recalling his daughter's operation when editing the video, he tried to press a few shortcut keys in his memory.

Soon, the editing project file went back a few steps, and the video screen in the preview also changed a little.

That's right.

What Qiu Shanshan cut here is the surveillance footage of her walking out of a side door of the Southwest Courtyard at a certain time.

The lower right corner of the surveillance video shows that this time period is impartial, which is exactly the afternoon when Mr. Li had the accident!

"...Qiu Shanshan!!"

Seeing this scene, Xiang Ang was so angry that his blood pressure soared by a hundred levels, he couldn't help turning around suddenly, and grabbed Qiu Shanshan's collar.

Her eyes were red, and she roared angrily, "Speak! What evidence are you trying to eliminate?! ... Mr. Li had something to do with you that day, did it have anything to do with you!!"

"...No, big brother! What are you talking about, big brother!!"

Qiu Shanshan didn't seem to have expected Xiang Ang to ask such a question at all. She was stunned for a moment before shaking her head frantically and repeatedly denying, "Brother, I have nothing to do with that Mr. Li! I didn't even know you were there. say what!!"

"It's ok?"

Xiang Ang snorted coldly, and couldn't help pointing to the computer behind him, his eyes were even more intense, "If it doesn't matter, why did you cut out the surveillance footage that you went to the back mountain?"

"If you don't have any ghosts in your heart, what are you doing here in the middle of the night to cut the video? Ah?"

"I……"

Qiu Shanshan still couldn't say anything, only her face was red and white in a trance.

At that time, the big commotion in the monitoring room finally alarmed the people in the Southwest Hospital.

Soon, the father and son Xiang Xiong and Xiang Hui rushed in shouting: "What's going on?"

As soon as the words fell, the father and son saw Qiu Shanshan and Xiang Ang scrambling together, and their eyes widened in daze.

"...Brother? What are you doing?!"

Xiang Xiong suppressed the doubts in his heart, and the nameless fire that suddenly swept up, he only stepped forward quickly, quickly rescued his beloved wife from his elder brother, and held it in his arms to protect him.

"Oh, you're too embarrassed to ask me!"

Xiang Ang looked at the group of people in the Southwest Courtyard who had calmly surrounded him, and sneered even more on his face, "I think you all have a plan to kill our Xiaohan... so that your boy will be stable. Take the position of the heir to the Xiang family!"

"what??"

Faced with his eldest brother snapping his hat suddenly, Xiang Xiong couldn't help frowning in confusion.

Son Xiang Hui was relatively calm, but after a quick survey of his surroundings, he hurried to the computer behind the uncle to take a look.

In an instant, he could see the doorway, and he couldn't help sinking his delicate face, and glared at his stepmother with great disgust: "Qiu Shanshan, you said that you had something to push away from my parent-teacher meeting that afternoon, and you ended up going to the back mountain?"

The young man said, and seemed to pause for a while, but stood calmly on Xiang Ang's side.

With his secret little emotions, he didn't hesitate to help.

"Dad, someone died in Houshan that day. The uncle must have come to investigate and monitor, and found out that this woman is doing things here! So don't protect her for now! ... She may be a murderer!"

"what?!"

Xiang Xiong heard the words, and the whole person was stunned again.

I saw him hesitate for a moment, and finally lowered his head, and asked the woman who was trembling in his arms, unable to control himself, "Shanshan, tell me, what's going on? What are you doing in the back mountain?"

"..."

At this time, Qiu Shanshan seemed to know that she had no way out. Thinking about it left and right, she couldn't help but sigh, she pursed her red lips and closed her eyes.

Don't say a word even if you kill him.

"...Okay, you're going to die and refuse to admit it, right!"

Seeing this scene, Xiang Ang's anger rushed to his head again.

Immediately, he took out his mobile phone without hesitation and dialed the alarm, "Okay, everyone, don't want to sleep tonight, let's go to the police station and talk slowly!"

...

Soon, under Xiang Ang's "hostage", a group of people descended the mountain with a dazed expression.

When the crowd was gone, a tall, tall and thin figure silently poked out from behind the door, looking at the gradually disappearing light down the mountain.

His hands were clenched into fists, his teeth were clenched, and he was flustered.

For a long time, the man seemed to be certain of something, and he couldn't help but force out a word between his teeth.

"You forced me!"

...

The next morning.

Xiang Xing huddled lazily in the bed, dreaming of eating Kyoto roast duck, the drool on the corner of his mouth was crystal clear under the warm sunshine outside the window.

But not for a while.

The door of her poor little room seemed to be smashed at eighty-eight with a big hammer, making a rapid thump, thump.

One piece came, and there was Zhao Qianqian's howl.

"Ah Xing! Don't sleep! Get up and watch the big news!!"

"……Well……"

The sudden noise made the little guy frown softly in disgust, and muttered in disgust.

Soft eyes were reluctant to open, so she just grabbed the pillow and smashed it in the direction of the door.

Big news, where is the Kyoto roast duck that she is about to come to her mouth is important!

Thinking about it randomly, the girl continued to ignore the strange screams outside, and she would be blinded by a few heads.

But not long.

Her poor quilt was forcibly pulled open by a burst of external force.

Immediately afterwards, Ya Ya's drake voice resounded more directly in Xiang Xing's mind.

[Xing, this is really big news! I just saw the hot search on local Weibo, saying that Changle Mountain was on fire, and it was burned! ! ]

"……what."

Hearing this, the little guy in the big flower roll was finally willing to move.

After a while, he stuck out half of his small head, reluctantly opened his wet and soft eyes, and stared absently at the one who was standing on top of the quilt, "What's the situation?"

As soon as the words fell, Ya Ya thoughtfully visualized the Weibo information into a system projection and played it directly in her head.

The news shows that in the early hours of last night, a wildfire broke out at the foot of Changle Mountain.

The fire was extremely alarming, and the fire uncles worked all night before putting out the strange fire.

Fortunately, the mountain fire did not affect Changle Town and its surroundings at the foot of the mountain, and even the Xiang family in the mountain was intact.

However, at the same time as the fire broke out, I don't know if they were fleeing for their lives or what, but the family members ran out more than a dozen times, and the result was burnt to death and serious injury.

The exact number of casualties is still under statistics.

After reading this news, Xiang Xing couldn't help narrowing his soft eyes and pondering for a long time.