Quick Wear: The beauties with curdled fat are winning in the contemporary world

"Qiu Xian, do you think the person writing this letter is Xia He's lover?" Even at this time, Lin Ru did not forget to put on eye drops.

Seeing that Yan Qiuxian remained silent, Lin Ru continued: "This person even knew that the Xia family secretly hid wealth, and also knew that Xia He took out the wealth to save the children. If he and Xia He are not close, I must be Those who don’t believe it.”

"Okay, please stop saying a few words." Yan Qiuxian guessed Lin Ru's thoughts and couldn't help scolding, "Xia He is indispensable for your good life today. If it weren't for the Xia family's wealth, how could you be A rich lady?"

Lin Ru stopped talking for a moment, but she couldn't get angry anymore. Seeing Yan Qiuxian's expression soften a little, she spoke again: "Qiu Xian, then you should tell me, who is the person who wrote this letter?"

Yan Qiuxian thought for a while, but finally did not completely deny Lin Ru's guess: "It should be someone who has a better relationship with Xia He. I suspect that Xia He has written to this person, so he knows a lot about Xia He."

"But this person doesn't know how we killed Xia He. He only speculates that Xia He's death is related to us, and he may want to get a confession." The more Yan Qiuxian thought about it, the more certain he became, "It must be like this."

He also told Lin Ru: "Don't be scared out of your wits. Although the content in this letter is true, there is no real evidence."

"Xia He did take out the Xia family's wealth back then, but it was in exchange for his kidnapped son. Even if the police come, they can't find us."

"Besides, Xia He's death is not to blame on us. I can now be 100% sure that there was absolutely no one else nearby when we pushed Xia He into the river."

"Even if the police station wants to check my first pot of gold, this thing can explain it. As long as I insist that it is the money I made from speculation back then, they can't do anything to me."

"Anyway, back then, speculation was all done in private, and no one could find out how much money I made. Yes, that's right. At that time, speculation was punishable by jail, but now we don't have to."

"Qiu Xian, this family needs you." Lin Ru praised her without hesitation. At this moment, she regained the long-lost feeling.

Only at this time did she feel that she and Yan Qiuxian were husband and wife, a couple that no one could interfere with.

Sure enough, Yan Qiuxian was a little happy after being praised. He was no longer as angry as when he just came home, but he was still very angry: "Take care of Yan Hui and don't do the little tricks that women like to play all day long. He will do it in the future." It’s a big deal.”

Lin Ru felt guilty but also felt aggrieved, but what could be done? Men will become worse if they have more money. This is a natural law that cannot be changed.

But if she wanted to go back to the hard life of the past, then Lin Ru would naturally not want to.

Just play, as long as you remember where home is.

It was rare that Yan Qiuxian didn't go to accompany the warblers outside tonight, and stayed at home with Lin Ru.

The two of them were lying on the same bed, recalling many bad things they had done together when they were young, and their hearts became much younger.

Song Lili was very glad that he did not leave early, it was a great harvest.

When she left, she took the recorder with her. Anyway, the current evidence was enough. If the recorder was left behind, it would be exposed accidentally.

When leaving Yan's house, she stuffed another letter under the door, then went to the woolen factory again and took away the recording pen she had left in Yan Qiuxian's office.

Early the next morning, when Yan Qiuxian went out, he saw a corner of the envelope exposed under the door and was so frightened that he backed away.

Lin Ru just walked out of the room. When she saw the letter on the ground, she staggered with fright.

Yan Qiuxian looked outside the door first, and then picked up the letter from the ground.

Then, he didn't even bother to close the door and went back to his room.

After Lin Ru got up from the ground, she immediately followed her back to the room. After taking two steps, she remembered to close the door.

When she returned to the room, Yan Qiuxian had already finished reading the letter and was yelling: "Asshole! You dare to accuse me of blackmail, you are so bold."

Lin Ru took the letter and took a look at it, and was dumbfounded for a moment. Although she only had a junior high school education, she could still roughly understand: "Qiu Xian, this son of a bitch actually wants to blackmail us for 200 million!"

Two million is not a small amount. You can buy at least forty or fifty houses in Bincheng.

"Qiu Xian, let's kill this guy without stopping!" Lin Ru suggested fiercely.

Yan Qiuxian lowered his eyebrows and pondered, if it was 2, he would take it out without saying a word.

But if it's 200 million... Of course, he doesn't have 200 million, but it will kill him.

It is better to take the lives of others than to take your own life.

Therefore, Yan Qiuxian made a decision directly in his heart, planning to completely kill the person who wrote the letter tomorrow night.

Song Lili originally wanted to make the plan tonight, but she had to leave enough time for the other party to raise money.

Although she also knew that Yan Qiuxian would most likely not be able to raise money, and she would have to send him a letter to arrange a second time to send money.

But the superficiality has to be done a little more, and Yan Qiuxian can't see that this matter was not about money from the beginning.

When it was almost noon, the system told Song Lili: "Host, Yan Qiuxian is also a bit smart. He went to the bank to withdraw some money, making it look like he was seriously raising money."

"I admit this, otherwise how could he have thought of directing and acting on his own so that Xia He would obediently hand over his wealth." Song Lili said one thing.

"However, Yan Qiuxian put all the money he took out from the bank into the safe, and plans to take an empty box out tomorrow." The system reported the content on the light screen to Song Lili in real time.

"Yes, I understand." Song Lili nodded, and then asked, "How is the Qiao family doing?"

The system paused for a moment, and finally told the truth: "Even if Qiao Jiahui did these things, it did not affect her status in the eyes of Qiao Yuan and Meng Yulian at all."

"In fact, your younger brother, who has never been masked before, already hates you in advance."

Song Lili's good mood is not affected at all. These unimportant people can't affect her yet. She only cares about what Yan Shu is doing now.

"Yan Shu didn't go to eat at noon, so he took the time to go to the hospital for a paternity test." The system also added in a mean tone, "The boy just didn't eat a meal, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

Song Lili: "..."

"The paternity test done by Yan Shu in Shanghai will take one day to get the results. The reason you got the results so quickly was because the police station expedited it. Under normal circumstances, you can't expedite it by spending money."

Song Lili nodded, indicating that he understood.

The system reported again: "Song Weimin was in a very good mood after taking the first wave of money. He didn't care about Wang Hongmei's life and death. Now he is waiting to get the second and third waves."

"Song Jingjing has always wanted to contact Qiao Jiahui so that she can help arrange work. Even if she can't arrange work, she can introduce her to a young master from a wealthy family."

"By the way, Song Weimin also wants to help Song Yongjian take revenge. He has already thought about it and will ask Qiao Yuan to help his son come forward."

Song Lili thought this was a good idea and wanted to help the Song family.

So, after get off work, she immediately found a public phone booth, and secretly reported to Boss Yu.

No, it was Boss Yu who was arrogant and provocative: "Smelly old man, your good days are only a few days away, just wait to die. We have a backer now, did you hear about Director Qiao of the steel rolling mill? That's my boyfriend My sister’s adoptive father!”