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After returning to his residence, Yu Zhiqin got off the motorcycle, rubbed the aching back of his head, and glared at Ye Zhiyu angrily, "Do you think that I wouldn't dare to hit you just because you're a woman!?"

"Just try hitting me!"

"Try it - never mind, a good man doesn't fight with a woman!"

Yu Zhiqin angrily kicked the stone next to him and turned away angrily.

Ye Zhiyu was ready to lie on the ground and start thinking about where to buy a house, but Yu Zhiqin left.

"Why are you leaving? Are you not capable enough?"

Ye Zhiyu chased after him and provoked him.

If he left, wouldn't her house be ruined?

Yu Zhiqin paused, turned around and sneered at her, "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking, just give up!"

Ye Zhiyu looked away guiltily and asked himself.

Could it be that she was being too obvious?

Damn! The temptation of the house was too great for her to control her smug expression. If she had known, she would have wanted a car.

Thinking about cars is definitely not that proud.

"Be careful with He Tian. He will cause trouble to you again recently." Before entering the room, Yu Zhiqin spoke with his back to Ye Zhiyu.

His tone was serious, and if it weren't for the wrong words, Ye Zhiyu would have thought he was making arrangements for his funeral arrangements.

Ye Zhiyu stood there, staring at Yu Zhiqin's door, lost in thought.

From the very beginning when they met, Yu Zhiqin's behavior towards her was not right. He seemed to appear very quickly when she was in trouble.

Just like the heroine is suffering, he is the one who fell from the sky——

Bah! It’s a distraction!

He seemed to be paying close attention to her.

She pursed her lips and paced around the room, thinking about the details she had overlooked since they met.

Ye Zhiyu recalled the opportunity for the two to come into contact recently, and——

"Huh?" Ye Zhiyu's gaze was fixed on the half-exposed drawer of the coffee table.

The drawer was not closed, revealing the contents inside. On the top was a familiar photo to Ye Zhiyu.

There was no other reason. The background and the clothes worn by the characters in the photo were exactly the same as the "Most Beautiful Skywalker" she saw on the front page of the newspaper.

She frowned and opened the drawer.

The photo hidden in the drawer revealed her true appearance. It was a photo of her walking into the police station, with Jiang Yue's mother and the police officers beside her.

Below the photo is the love letter that Urban Beauty gave to Yu Zhiqin a few days ago.

In the spirit of not prying into people's privacy, Ye Zhiyu picked up the photo and closed the drawer.

"I'm so beautiful." Ye Zhiyu exclaimed.

If this photo is posted on social media platforms in the future, it will definitely get over ten thousand likes!

The person who took the photo has great skills, but how did this photo end up in the drawer of Yu Zhiqin's coffee table?

Ye Zhiyu was full of doubts and put the photo back.

Just wait and see, Yu Zhiqin will eventually reveal his true colors!

next day

Ye Zhiyu got up energetically, said hello to Qin Ruosheng who was cooking, and hurried downstairs to the overpass.

Qin Ruosheng held up the spatula and wanted to call Ye Zhiyu, "Sister-in-law, I have a bag——"

'bump--'

The door is closed.

There was a flash of doubt in Qin Ruosheng's eyes.

My sister-in-law hasn't gotten up early since she withdrew from the competition. What's the matter that made her get up so early today?

Ye Zhiyu did have something to do.

She was going to take Ashan to buy a oven and sweet potatoes.

The news that Ye Zhiyu took A Shan to the market soon spread in the neighborhood. Everyone was curious why A Shan would work for Ye Zhiyu.

Everyone was waiting at Ye Zhiyu's stall with great curiosity.

Then, Ashan was seen pushing a cart and following Ye Zhiyu.

On the cart were the grill, charcoal fire and sweet potatoes that Ye Zhiyu needed. She held some wrapping paper in her hands to make it easier to pack for customers.

Everyone watching the excitement: "..."

Is it Ashan who is crazy, or is it the fortune teller who is crazy?

Everyone knows that the people doing business under the overpass are fortune-telling and selling snacks. You have to go to Temple Street!

"Little... Ahem, sister, this is not the place to do snack business."

A housewife reminded Ye Zhiyu.

“It’s okay, just do it as a part-time job. If I can sell it, I’ll sell it. If I can’t, I’ll eat it myself.” The main point is optimism.

Money couldn't buy her willingness, so the housewives stopped trying to persuade her.

Ye Zhiyu set up the stall and asked Ashan to roast sweet potatoes for her while she herself was telling fortunes.

The division of labor is clear.

However, the client did not wait for him, but waited for Zhou Shazhan.

Before being taken away, Ye Zhiyu thought that it was a good thing that she had the foresight to let Ashan come to work for her.

Ye Zhiyu got into the police car with familiarity.

She had been in the police station for eight of the ten days she spent in the book. She felt like she was getting used to it.

Zhou Jingsheng glanced at the rearview mirror in surprise, "Ms. Ye looks like she's in a very good mood."

"Is it bad that Zhou Shazhan needs me?" Ye Zhiyu asked sincerely.

Successfully choked Zhou Jingsheng.

The police officers nearby began to shrug and hold back their laughter. They rarely saw their captain being humiliated.

Zhou Jingsheng glanced at his subordinates and said to Ye Zhiyu, "Miss Ye, just call me Zhou Jingsheng. No need to be so polite."

"Not so good. You look a dozen years older than me. I can't be so rude, Uncle Zhou."

“…” Tsk, the name Uncle Zhou is even uglier than Zhou Shazhan.

Zhou Jingsheng couldn't argue with Ye Zhiyu, so he just shut up.

However, Ye Zhiyu did not give him this opportunity.

She stretched her head and grabbed the backrest of the passenger seat. "Uncle Zhou, why did you call me over this time?"

"Call me Zhou Shazhan." Zhou Jingsheng gritted his teeth.

"Okay, Zhou Shazhan."

"You'll find out when you get to the police station."

Ye Zhiyu could see that he was holding a grudge against her for calling him Uncle Zhou.

This guy is so stingy, I can't help but laugh at him.

When they arrived at the police station, Zhou Jingsheng took Ye Zhiyu into the interrogation room.

Ye Zhiyu, who was handcuffed, asked: "?"

As she turned her head, Ye Zhiyu saw a familiar pattern passing by the door of the interrogation room, and she subconsciously wanted to stick her head out to see what was going on.

Unfortunately, all I could see was a clean profile.

The other person's figure and clothing are very similar to Yu Zhiqin, but Yu Zhiqin has dark skin and a big beard, while the other person's face is white and tender, with three-dimensional features. He is obviously a handsome guy at first glance.

It’s the profile of that handsome guy, he looks very familiar!

Ye Zhiyu was a little anxious. She looked at Zhou Jingsheng who was sitting opposite her and said, "The interrogation is suspended. I want to see someone."

The other party is most likely Qin Zhiyu!

She had to find him. She couldn't give the three little kids to him now, but she had to at least meet him.

"Ms. Ye, this is a police station, not a kindergarten." Zhou Jingsheng tapped the table with a pen to make Ye Zhiyu quiet down. "Ms. Ye, we brought you here this time because you are involved in a murder case."

"Sir, I am a good citizen, how could I be related to a murder case?"

"Really?" Zhou Jingsheng stood up and placed a photo in front of Ye Zhiyu. "If I remember correctly, this deceased is your fiancé, right?"

Ye Zhiyu lowered his eyes and looked at the young man in the photo who was wearing a white shirt and smiling brightly, with the corners of his lips drooping slightly.

"The deceased was related to your fiancé's case, and he had met you before his death."