The Little Fairy Wife Dressed As a Villain

Wen Ziming pulled Wen Yu to the flower bed of the police station building, looked around and saw that no one noticed, and asked coldly, "Xiaoyu, tell me the truth."

"elder brother……"

Just as Wen Yu called Wen Ziming, a few police cars with flashing lights suddenly drove into the gate of the police station, and drove to an open space not far from the flower bed, where they stopped slowly.

Wen Ziming glanced at the police cars that stopped one by one, and was pulling Wen Yu to change to a quiet place, but Wen Yu suddenly stopped and looked straight at the police car.

Seeing that her complexion was not good, Wen Ziming asked worriedly: "What's the matter? Xiaoyu."

Wen Yu came back to her senses, and said in a low voice: "Brother, I'm a little hungry, can you buy me something to eat?"

Wen Ziming knew that she hadn't eaten, so he looked at the time on his wrist, "At this time, the restaurant is still open, let me take you out to eat, and talk about what happened at home in the evening."

Wen Yuxiu frowned slightly, pretending to be tired, "I don't want to go out, I don't wear makeup, glasses or a mask, it's not good if I'm photographed going in and out of the police station.

Brother, I'll wait for you here at the flower bed. You can just buy something to eat. Mom and grandpa didn't eat, so remember to buy their share. "

Seeing that her face was pale, Wen Ziming's eyes showed distress. He took off his suit jacket and spread it on the edge of the flower bed, letting Wen Yu sit on it.

"Xiaoyu, sit here and wait for me, I'll be back soon."

"it is good."

After Wen Ziming's figure disappeared at the gate of the police station, Wen Yu hurriedly got up and chased after Song Huihuang who had just got out of the car and was walking towards the police station building.

"How will you be here?"

As Song Huihuang was walking, he was suddenly pulled by someone. He was startled when he was out of his mind. He turned his head and saw that the person who pulled him was Wen Yu. He was so surprised that he couldn't recover for a long time.

"Miss Wen, you, why are you here?"

As soon as Wen Yu changed her weakness in front of Wen Ziming, she lowered her voice and gritted her teeth and asked, "What happened?"

Just as Song Huihuang was about to speak, two policemen came in behind him, leading a young woman whose hands were stained with blood, her face was as pale as paper, and she was in a mess.

The young woman is none other than Zhao Meimei.

Wen Yu glanced at Zhao Meimei's hands, body, and sluggish face, and asked with a frown, "What's wrong with her?"

Following Wen Yu's line of sight, Song Huihuang saw Zhao Meimei coming in, and sighed sadly: "Oh, don't mention it, it's not because of..."

Concerned about something, Song Huihuang didn't continue, but Wen Yu guessed it.

After the policemen had gone far away, she asked Song Huihuang in a voice that only two people could hear, "Did you get the things?"

Song Huihuang nodded with a bitter face, "Miss Wen, you also saw that in order to do things for you, I suffered a heavy loss this time. Zhao Meimei missed and injured Mr. Kang of the Pure Color Bar. Mr. Kang is currently in the hospital for rescue. Maybe It's about to kill someone, alas!"

Thinking of the large blood stains on Zhao Meimei's skirt, Wen Yu secretly scolded Song Huahuang as a waste, such a trivial matter could not be handled.

But right now, she had to appease Song Huihuang.

"Okay, what I promised you before still counts, but what should I say in front of the police, don't I need to remind you?"

Hearing Wen Yu's assurance, Song Huihuang's complexion improved a bit, "Don't worry, Ms. Wen, you will definitely not be implicated in this matter. However, Zhao Meimei is a good seedling that I focus on cultivating. If something like this happens now, even Mr. Kang Ming Dafu survived, and Zhao Meimei's future and career are at an end, I managed to cultivate seedlings to make money, it's too wasteful."

Kang Tai was not born in the right way, he was cruel and vengeful, Zhao Meimei hurt him, not to mention the future, I am afraid that the rest of his life will not be peaceful.

For Wen Yu, the most important thing at this moment is the Wen family.

She needs Wen Ziming's trust and help to successfully enter the Wen Group and become a member of the board of directors, and she must not be affected.

Song Huihuang is just a vicious dog she raised. The best way to tame the vicious dog is to feed it well so that it won't bite back.

Wen Yu said to Song Huihuang coldly: "Don't worry, I will soon become a director of Wen's. By then, Wen's investment in film and television resources can be chosen by you. If you have the resources, you may not be able to win a second one." The third Zhao Meimei?"

With Wen Yu's reassurance, Song Huihuang was overjoyed and promised repeatedly that he would keep his mouth shut.

After explaining to Song Huihuang, Wen Yu hurried back to the flower bed, and before she had time to sit down, she saw Wen Ziming striding towards this side with a packed lunch box.

Wen Yu greeted him calmly with a smile on her face, "Brother, thank you for your hard work."

"Fool, you are still so polite to me."

Wen Ziming brought her one of the dinner boxes, "I know that you are going to be in the filming crew and need to maintain your figure, so I specially bought you a low-calorie salad and grilled sturgeon."

Wen Yu smiled softly, "Thank you brother."

After Wen Ziming sent the dinner to Wen's mother, he returned to the flower bed and had dinner with Wen Yu.

After dinner, Wen Ziming put away the lunch box and threw it into the trash can, and then asked about the incident.

Wen Yu had already responded, lowered her head, and said with a face of self-blame: "Brother, in fact, Dad didn't do anything to me, really, maybe I was sensitive and suspicious, and misunderstood him. In this way, I should have moved out earlier."

Seeing that Wen Yu's eyes were flushed, Wen Ziming comforted her distressedly and said, "Xiaoyu, this is not your fault, don't be sad, no matter what, I will always be by your side."

"Brother, thank you." Wen Yu looked at Wen Ziming with tears in her eyes, "Fortunately, you are here, otherwise, I really don't know how to live."

Looking at the delicate and pitiful woman in front of him, Wen Ziming wished he could rub her into his arms and take care of her in every way so that no one or anything would hurt her.

He refrained from doing anything out of the ordinary, not wanting to provoke criticism to her at this sensitive moment.

"Xiaoyu, don't let your imagination run wild. With me here, no one can bully you, not even the elders in the family."

...

In the interrogation room, the male policeman who was interrogating saw that Zhao Meimei's hands and body were covered with blood, and her body was trembling because of the cold or fear, so she couldn't bear to ask her, "Do you want to take you to the bathroom to clean up? "

Zhao Meimei was stunned for a long time, realizing that the police were asking her, she shook her head blankly.

The male policeman saw that her appearance was not conducive to taking notes, so he asked another policeman to go outside and pour her a glass of boiling water.

After drinking half a glass of boiling water, seeing that Zhao Meimei was not shaking as much as before, the male policeman began to interrogate her.

"Name?"

"Zhao Meimei."

"age?"

"22, no, 23."

The male policeman looked up at her, and asked again with an emphatic tone, "How much is it?"

Zhao Meimei was stunned by the question, as if a certain nerve had been touched, tears rolled down without warning.

She is only 23 years old, but her life has been turned upside down tonight, and she has entered the darkest ever since.