The time of the city

That day, Mo Yu and Song Fei happened to have no classes in the afternoon, so they made an appointment to go shopping together.

"Xiao Yu, the tutoring job you introduced to me is great. The salary is several times higher than what I make at the coffee shop!" Song Fei skipped along, holding Mo Yu's hand.

"That's good, Feifei, you can save a lot every month this way." Mo Yu was sincerely happy for Song Fei. She believed in the saying that there are all kinds of people in this world, and we just happened to become friends. This is not fate, but because we should be friends.

As soon as they walked out of the school gate, they were blocked. Mo Yu recognized that the woman in the lead was the foreign student who beat Song Fei on the day of registration. She was in the same department as Song Fei.

Mo Yu thought she was here to cause trouble for Song Fei again, and subconsciously pushed Song Fei behind her.

"Hahaha, Mo Yu, you're really interesting. After all, you come from a prominent family, yet you're friends with a murderer." The foreign girl's eyes were full of disgust when she saw Xiao Ke.

"I didn't, what are you talking about?" Song Fei stood up from behind Mo Yu and pointed her finger at the foreign girl's face.

"I said you are a murderer. I have called the police and they are on their way." More and more people gathered around them. The foreign girl was not panicking. She crossed her hands, chewed bubble gum in her mouth, and looked at Song Fei provocatively.

Mo Yu didn't think the foreign girl was lying, but she also didn't believe Song Fei would kill anyone.

"Hi, Mo Yu." K was driving the car with his pink hair very eye-catching, and was waving at her.

As if she had found a life-saving straw, Mo Yu frantically waved, "K, come here quickly, I need you!"

"Okay!" K parked the car and walked through the crowd to Mo Yu's side. "It's so lively, do you want to go to the banquet?"

The police car also arrived at the school gate at this time. Mo Yu didn't expect that what the foreign girl said was true. She really called the police, but Song Fei didn't feel guilty at all, as if she was just an outsider watching the fun.

"Mo Yu, you are pretty good. You even called the police? Does your brother know about it?" K smiled and ruffled his hair.

"Mr. Police, I saw her," the foreign girl pointed at Song Fei. "She killed someone. She killed the four thugs near the coffee shop. That night, my friends and I were drinking and we were resting on the side of the road. We saw her carrying the body."

"Karen, are you talking about that night?" Song Fei asked with a smile. K on the side stared at Song Fei as if he saw prey, with surprise and curiosity in his eyes.

"The night before last," the foreign girl answered without hesitation.

"You said you were drunk. It couldn't be a dream, right? How could a skinny girl like her kill four people? What good would it do her to kill four thugs? Did your head get hit by the door?" K said casually.

The foreign girl named Kailin was so angry that her face turned red. She turned to the police and said, "She was the one who killed him. You must investigate her."

"Police officers need evidence to arrest people. Please investigate thoroughly first, and then come back to us. I've decided to send a few people to investigate with you. Your efficiency is too slow."

"We will get to the bottom of this. Please come with us to the police station for investigation," the leading police officer said to Karen.

After the police left, the crowd dispersed. Mo Yu lost interest in shopping. Her mind was full of what Kailin had said to the police. She said she saw Song Fei kill four people. Those four thugs were the four people who had argued with Song Fei in the cafe.

"Xiao Yu, where are we going shopping?" Song Fei was not affected at all and was still in a good mood, which made Mo Yu feel much more relieved. Looking at Song Fei's state, she must have been wronged.

"Go shopping? Take me with you, and I can be your free driver." K waved the car keys in front of Mo Yu.

"You're not going to work?"

"Mo Yu, don't tell your brother that I skipped work. Your brother also slacks off often."

"Fei Fei, he is me"

"Hello Feifei, my name is Mu Yuze, but I prefer people to call me K, it sounds cooler." K interrupted Mo Yu and stretched out his hand to introduce himself to Song Fei.

"Hello, Mu Yuze." Song Fei glanced at K's pink hair, ignored his outstretched hand, and walked forward with Mo Yu.

"Hey, call me K." K flapped his hands like a butterfly.

"But you're not cool at all." Mo Yu laughed out loud when she saw K was stunned by the retort.

"You have such a unique personality. I like it. Feifei, I want you to be my girlfriend." K followed happily.

"I'm busy, and I don't like pink hair."

"K, go back to work quickly. If you skip work, I will tell my brother. My brother and I are in cahoots." Mo Yu said and pulled Song Fei forward.

"Hey, I can't even skip work, let's go."

A woman wearing a hat, glasses and a mask was running upstairs in a hurry under the Xuetang Group.

"Miss, what are you doing? You can't go up there without an appointment." The two receptionists grabbed the woman, only to find that her exposed arms were covered in bruises.

"I know your boss. Let me go up. I know Ni Jiamu." The woman begged the receptionist humbly.

"She seems to be Miss Leng, the one who used to come to see our General Manager Ni." One of the receptionists whispered to the other.

"Miss, please go up. Our CEO Ni's office is on the 15th floor."

After getting permission, the woman nodded, covered her face more tightly, and walked upstairs.

"Are you sure that's Miss Leng? How did she become like that? She was covered up like a terrorist." The two receptionists gossiped after seeing the person leave.

"It's definitely her. When Boss Ni was in school, she came here almost every day. I'd recognize her even if she turned to ash. I've never seen such a persistent bootlicker. Boss Ni disliked her so much, but she didn't give up."

Ni Jiamu was browsing Mo Yu's social media on his tablet and didn't notice the woman at the door at all.

"Jiamu." Hearing his own name, Ni Jiamu looked up and was so scared that he almost fell off his office chair.

"Jiamu, I'm Leng Xiyan. Am I scaring you?"

"What else do you want? Disguise yourself like this to murder me?"

"No..." Leng Xiyan choked up and took off the mask with her hands. Her exposed face was covered with scars, bleeding from the corners of her mouth, bruised nose, and bloodshot eyes.

Ni Jiamu was so frightened that he gasped, "What are you doing?"

"Jiamu, you're the only one who can help me. My father is critically ill, and my brother is trying to kill me in order to monopolize my father's wealth. I fled abroad, and he sent people to find me. That group of people wanted to beat me to death, but I escaped. They must be looking for me now. Jiamu, please help me."

Ni Jiamu and Leng Yuanheng didn't have much contact, but he didn't expect that he would kill his own sister for the family property. It turns out that human cruelty has no limit.

"I'll let K take you to the hospital to treat your wound first." Ni Jiamu picked up the landline and called K, but no one answered for a long time.

"That brat skipped work again." He turned around and grabbed his coat from the sofa. "I'll take you there."