The Her That Is So Charming

Qingbai District Police Station, Linjiang City.

Ruan Yan calmly followed the police officer who made the transcript and recounted what happened at the hotel this afternoon. From when they went to the parking lot, they went outside and was rescued by Shen Jin.

She didn't miss a single detail, she told them one by one.

Especially when the caustic soda water almost burned the back of Shen Jin's neck, the police officer was also stunned. He glanced at Song Yun who was taking notes in another place outside, and he really didn't see it. It was so beautiful. People are so dark-hearted.

"As for the woman who poured caustic soda water you mentioned, and Mr. Shen Jin who saved you, please tell me the address and we will pick it up."

The police officer closed the pen cap and said to her.

"Well, this is Assistant Shen Jin's phone number. You can ask him." Ruan Yan found out Xiang Zhou's number and showed it to the police officer, then looked up and said, "The woman who splashed water is now at the Second City Hospital."

"Hospital?" the police officer asked.

"Well, she was accidentally splashed back by me. She didn't splash her face, but just splashed it on her hands. I support injury identification, but I think I should be a legitimate protection." Ruan Yan said.

The police officer hummed, "Identification that is the next thing, our records are here, first wait for the people in the team to find the hotel monitor, Mr. Shen, and the woman before we talk."

"OK, thanks."

Ruan Yan stood up and walked outside.

Song Yun's transcript was almost done.

When Ruan Yan went out, she heard Song Yun still face the police officer with a pale face and said, "I really don't have it. That bucket of caustic soda water really has nothing to do with me."

Seeing them come out, the police officer in charge of taking notes for Song Yun looked up, and the female police officer beside Chong Ruan Yan shook her head helplessly. This means that this person is not very cooperative and can't ask.

So a group of people sat in the hall silent. Xie Qian and the producer were also sitting nearby, their faces were very ugly.

Xie Qian was upset because he had always been dissatisfied with Song Yun. Last time he was a demon in the group, but he came again this time. He couldn't figure out why she had to be a newcomer with Ruan Yan.

In the stalemate in the hall, a woman walked in, her high heels rattling.

"Hello police officer, I'm Ruan Yan's agent, can I say a few words to her?" Xing Qing walked in, looked at Ruan Yan next to him, and said to the police officer.

"Go ahead."

Xing Qing looked at Ruan Yan's red halter evening dress, quickly took off the windbreaker, and then took out the soft-soled slippers he bought when he came from his shoulder bag and handed them to Ruan Yan.

"Is it cold?" she asked Ruan Yan.

Ruan Yan shook her head, took off her high heels, put on slippers, and then gathered her windbreaker, and she immediately relaxed.

"Why are you here?" Ruan Yan hasn't seen Xing Qing for a while, and she has been busy bringing a new debut singer recently.

Xing Qing glanced at the other people in the hall, and finally pulled Ruan Yan up and asked the police officer: "Can you help me point out the location of the bathroom?"

The female police officer took them over.

Until the two of them walked into the cubicle, Xing Qing typed on her mobile phone and told her: "I'm afraid that Fangbai Town won't be able to live there. I'll come and help you. I brought things here. I'll see them first."

"What's the matter?" Ruan Yan asked her, twisting the doorknob of the bathroom.

Xing Qing shook his head and said very solemnly: "It's not Song Yun."

When the words fell, Ruan Yan suddenly raised her head and looked at her.

The hand twisting the doorknob froze.

With a click, the door closed.

With a click, the door was opened—

A tall man walked in.

He stood very straight, his skin was white, and a tear-drop mole floated at the end of his eyes. He wasn't half feminine, but only two points of anger.

Maolin repairs bamboo.

This was the first word that Zhang Yuan came up with when she saw this man.

Then next, she saw Professor Cheng Qianshan, who had always been stern and expressionless, almost shaking his hands and stood up on the table.

He walked up to the man and patted the man's shoulder hard:

"You unfilial piety, you dare to come back!"

And that man just stood, letting Cheng Qianshan slap him hard, and when Cheng Qianshan finally stopped, he said, "Master."

As soon as these two hoarse words came out, Cheng Qianshan's tears could no longer bear.

"Didn't you go to the United States for treatment? Why is the vocal cords still not good?"

"It's much better," he said.

Cheng Qianshan sighed and said to Zhang Yuan, "Brother you, make a cup of tea."

Zhang Yuan came back to her senses now, help, this wife is too handsome! When did this little broken courtyard have such a handsome brother TvT

She blushed quickly and walked over to pour water for him. When she got up, she was still too flustered and accidentally knocked off the book on the table.

He came over, bent down, and picked up the book for her.

Clean and clear knuckles covered the azure blue book cover.

"Is Tagore's "Bird and Fish"?"

When he handed the book over, Zhang Yuan felt that her heart would burst out of her throat, "Yes, um, it was Teacher Cheng who asked us to read more literature books. He said that we can’t be thought of by science all the time. It's cured."

"I should take a closer look, one or two without any ingenuity, their minds are as straight as wood, how can they cure diseases and save people?" Cheng Qianshan glared at Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan whimpered, put the book away, and then handed her tea to cover it almost, "Brother, what level are you in, doctor or master? What do you call it."

"Lu Boliang. I have graduated." He smiled softly.

Zhang Yuan was stunned on the spot, what the **** Lu Boliang? ?

In the eighth day of the year, 30 SCI articles were published during the master's degree and the total impact factor was still greater than 120 points? ? ?

Oh my god, is it still so good-looking!

Zhang Yuan was almost crying.

She hurriedly pulled out a pen from the drawer next to it, and tremblingly handed it over: "Brother, can you help me sign TvT so that I can feel like you are a master."

Cheng Qianshan scoffed at her, shameful girl!

Lu Boliang smiled, his eyes stopped when he touched the pen in her hand. It was Montblanc. There was a heavy scratch beside the black cap. Lu Boliang asked her:

"Is this pen yours?"

Zhang Yuan was stunned: "No, no, how can I afford such an expensive pen? I found it under the cabinet when I cleaned the office for Teacher Cheng the other day, and I put it in this drawer."

Lu Boliang hummed, took it, and signed his name on the title page of the collection of poems.

Lu Boliang, whose words are like his own, is clear and harmonious.

Zhang Yuan was holding it, and if she got the most precious treasure, she would like to sleep with it at night, so that she could breathe a little learning of God!

Cheng Qianshan waved his hand to let Zhang Yuan go back to do the experiment first. Zhang Yuan clung to the book and slipped away. When she went out, she took out her mobile phone while the two of them were not paying attention, and took a slap in the crack of the door—

Sure enough, the high image quality did not affect Xueshen's appearance.

Then she closed the door contentedly.

The door closed, Ruan Yan and Xing Qing went out together.

At this time, no one may have noticed how firm their steps are.

As if he had already held the winning chips in his hand.

In the lobby of the police station, the woman who poured caustic soda water in the morning has been picked up by the police from the city hospital. The woman is not wearing a headgear now, and Ruan Yan recognizes that the pale face is Song Yun's assistant.

In addition, there is a man standing in the hall, Ruan Yan has never seen him.

He was wearing a black windbreaker, with his left leg resting on his right leg, with a cigarette in his hand, sitting on the leather chair in the middle, smiling, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

The policemen next to him frequently nodded their heads, their attitudes were unbelievably close, and even Xie Tuan and the producer had a smile on the corners of their lips.

After Ruan Yan came out, he raised his eyes slightly, and looked at her with cold eyes. Ruan Yan only felt that her gaze cut her clothes bit by bit like the tip of a knife.

Discomfort, very discomfort.

"Are you the toy that Shen Jin raised?" Shen Chongli spoke first.

Ruan Yan frowned, resisting the nausea in her heart, and asked him, "Who are you?"

"You are afraid that you are not qualified to know." He retracted his leg and asked the police officer next to him, "Officer Zhao, I will bail them and take them away first."

Officer Zhao repeatedly said yes.

Ruan Yan frowned and stepped forward, "You can't take her away."

Shen Chongli looked down at her, like a trivial creature, and suddenly laughed, "You want to **** her?"

He asked too directly.

Song Yun was also stunned and shouted, "Brother-in-law..."

Ruan Yan understands that this is the husband of Bai Yueguang that Shen Jin likes?

His cousin?

It was also at this time that she discovered that she was indeed somewhat similar to Shen Jin, and even somewhat similar to Lu Boliang, but there were not many similarities. He was more feminine than both Shen Jin and Lu Boliang. It is also completely different from Wen Yiyang. Wen Yiyang's whole person is pale and thin. Strictly speaking, Wen Yiyang and Lu Boliang are not even very similar. They just have the warm temperament on their bodies that most resemble that tearful mole.

But Ruan Yan knew that the man in front of him was very dangerous. He was the completely opposite of Lu Boliang.

"It's not impossible to give you a chance, you can ask, if you have the ability, I will ask this matter today."

Shen Chongli put a cigarette in his hand, and put his hand on his left arm, looking at her in time.

"If you really ask, I will naturally not be partial, and the law will not be partial."

law?

Shen Chongli is a lunatic.

Song Yun took a step back, and she knew that Shen Chongli, a pervert, would not be so kind to save her.

He even had tortured her sister, so how could Song Yun take care of her!

"This lady, come over and make a transcript with us first." Officer Zhao said to Song Yun's assistant.

"No... I don't know... I didn't do it..."

The little assistant was scared and stupefied, and when asked, she would only say these few words.

Officer Zhao and the person next to him looked at each other: It's difficult, just like her master, they don't cooperate.

Ruan Yan ignored her pretending to be crazy, and asked Officer Zhao: "Have you adjusted the hotel monitoring?"

Officer Zhao frowned: "I have already been to the hotel. From nine to ten, the parking lot monitoring is broken."

After Officer Zhao finished speaking, the assistant was relieved. Then she continued to pretend to be crazy and stupid, yelling that it was not me.

Officer Zhao is really speechless.

Xie Tao actually guessed that there is definitely no monitoring, so he sighed.

The producer whispered beside him: "It should have been a long time to persuade her not to report the crime and not to offend the Song family. You see, it's so embarrassing now..."

Ruan Yan took a step forward and looked at Officer Zhao and said, "No, I don't adjust the monitoring of the parking lot. I adjust the monitoring of the hotel warehouse entrance and the laundry room."

As soon as Ruan Yan finished speaking, Song Yun and the assistant's expressions shocked at the same time.

"Many hotels will use caustic soda to bleach bed sheets, saving trouble, time and effort. Only warehouses or laundry rooms have so much caustic soda water. Adjust the monitoring and you will know." Ruan Yan continued to say calmly.

However, Shen Chongli looked at her with a slightly sharp corner of his eyes, with a few more thought-provoking gazes.

Even Xie Qian thought that things had turned for the better.

But Officer Zhao just shook his head: "We have also analyzed what you said, and adjusted the monitoring, but there was nothing. The monitoring of the parking lot, laundry room, and warehouse was accidentally lost."

Xie Qian was anxious, he patted the table with anger, "Coincidence, I've lived an age, this is the first time I have seen so many coincidences! It's all here, aren't the facts clear?"

However, after Xie Fian finished speaking, Officer Zhao only pressed his lips and did not speak.

Ruan Yan did not give up, and continued to ask: "Today's is lost, so what about the monitoring the day before yesterday?"

At this time, Officer Zhao still shook his head: "No."

Shen Chongli's left knuckle tapped the back of his right hand once, and he looked at Ruan Yan, "Anything else to ask?"

"Yes, I won't ask Song Yun. I want to ask you." Ruan Yan met his gaze without any evasiveness.

"Can."

"You said you would never be partial, would you?"

"Yes." He smiled, "If you can change the monitoring now."

"Very good. I can." Ruan Yan stood up straight, with his chin slightly raised, watching Shen Chongli, saying word by word, "I said, I can change it to monitor it again."