The Pillow of the Bad President

Sang Xiaoyu was stunned, thinking that she accidentally touched the mute or hung up, so she looked at the screen of the phone, and it showed that she was on a call, so she couldn't help shouting, "Miss Song?"

There was no answer on the other end of the phone, but there was a strange silence on the contrary.Please () see the most complete!The fastest updated novel!

When Sang Xiaoyu was hesitating whether to hang up, he suddenly heard a cry of pain: "Ah—"

Surprised, she hurriedly said, "Hello? Miss Song? Miss Song?"

Sang Xiaoyu held the phone screen in front of her eyes, it showed that she had hung up, swallowed her saliva, and couldn't help but look at Qin Sinian for help.

Seeing her sudden change of expression, Qin Sinian had already leaned over and sat beside her, and said in a deep voice, "Maybe the connection is disconnected, little goldfish, try dialing it again!"

Sang Xiaoyu heard the words and dialed again, but there was only the female voice prompted by the system.

"Can't get through!" She shook her head. For some reason, her heart was always up and down. She was a little worried, "Should something happen, beast?"

Qin Sinian frowned.

The more Sang Xiaoyu thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. After all, she was on the phone just now, but suddenly there was no sound, and there was an unsure low cry. After that, she couldn't get through for several consecutive calls...

After hesitating again and again, she took the initiative to say, "Let's go and have a look!"

Half an hour later, the black Cayenne drove to a high-end residential area.

On the phone just now, Song Jiaren said that she was at home, so the two drove over directly. When they announced their marriage certificate, they mentioned that they would be invited to stay at home after the honeymoon was over. Knowing that Ji Sen bought a new one The real estate is used as a wedding room.

After the car stopped, Qin Sinian led her into the building.

The elevator ascended to a certain floor at a constant speed, and pulled away with a "ding". There was only one door for each elevator, and Qin Sinian raised his hand and knocked on the door panel.

After a long time, there was no sound.

When the two looked at each other, the anti-theft door was suddenly opened from the inside.

The people inside were stunned when they saw them, and it took a long time before they made a sound, "Si Nian, Miss Sang, why are you here?"

Sang Xiaoyu and Qin Sinian were also surprised, because Song Jiaren's face was covered with bruises and bruises, her long hair was messy like withered grass, her clothes were also wrinkled, and she looked extremely embarrassed. .

"God!" Sang Xiaoyu lost her voice.

Qin Sinian was shocked, "Beauty, what's wrong with you?"

Song Jiaren quickly lowered her head, trying to cover it with her long hair, "I, I'm fine!"

Sang Xiaoyu and Qin Sinian followed Song Jiaren into the house. After passing through the entrance, they found that the living room was in a mess. ashtray.

Opening his mouth, he was completely shocked by the sight in front of him.

Song Jiaren seemed a little flustered, but she didn't have time to tidy up. She picked up all the electrical appliances and other items on the ground. The mobile phone was left there under the TV background wall. The screen was broken, and it seemed that there was no way to use it. No wonder later can't get through.

Sang Xiaoyu looked around, guessing the possibility, "Miss Song, you suddenly hung up on the phone just now, and it seemed that you could still hear your pain, so Qin and I were worried, so we came over to take a look! The wound on your face ..."

"I'm fine, I'm really fine!" Song Jiaren shook her head repeatedly.

How could it be all right...

The lights in the room were much brighter than those in the corridor, and at the same time, the injuries on Song Jiaren's face were more clearly illuminated, which was particularly shocking, and she looked particularly haggard.

Qin Sinian said in a deep voice, "Is there a medicine box at home?"

"Yes, I'll get it!" Song Jiaren nodded.

After the medicine box was brought, Sang Xiaoyu helped her apply the medicine. Fortunately, it was just some skin trauma, but it was really shocking. Such a beautiful face was now red and swollen. uncomfortable.

Looking around the mess in the living room again, she couldn't help frowning and asked, "Miss Song, did your house get burglarized? Could it be a burglary? Why didn't you call the security guard? Did you call the police?"

It seems that there is only one reason that makes sense. Although it is a high-rise building, Song Jiaren's house is on a lower floor. It is also very possible that the house was stolen at this time. Maybe it caused a conflict after being broken into...

While Sang Xiaoyu was still using her brain to make infinite guesses, Song Jiaren shook her head, "No..."

"If you encounter such a situation, hand it over to the police!" Qin Sinian said thoughtfully.

Unexpectedly, after Song Jiaren heard this, she kept shaking her head, "No, there is no need to call the police!"

"Don't call the police?" Sang Xiaoyu was stunned, her tone very puzzled, "Miss Song, the animal is right, you have to call the police in this situation, only the police can catch the criminals!"

Qin Sinian had already taken out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

Song Jiaren stood up abruptly, stopped him, and said in a trembling voice, "It was Ji Sen who hit him..."

Sang Xiaoyu was startled.

Gison?

Song Jiaren's legal husband, the two have just received their marriage certificate not long ago, and they have only returned from their honeymoon for a few days. They are still newly married, and it is the best and sweetest period of love. How could it be...

The most important thing is that it's not that Sang Xiaoyu has never met Mr. Ji Sen. He looks handsome and has a very elegant temperament. He looks like a gentleman. It's really impossible to connect the instigator who caused Song Jiaren's injury to him!

But seeing Song Jiaren's teary eyes, it was impossible to lie.

Sang Xiaoyu swallowed her saliva, and two keywords popped into her head: domestic violence...

When I first worked as a reporter assistant, when I arranged to run some people's livelihood news, I did not interview such family conflicts. There were also many wives who were domestically abused by their husbands. When she and Hao Yan carried the machine over, they almost encountered the same situation. It was exactly the same as Song Jiaren's.

As a woman, Sang Xiaoyu couldn't help being a little angry, "Mr. Jisen, how could he do this?"

Qin Sinian, who silently put down the phone, frowned and asked, "Jiaren, are you sure you don't need to call the police?" "I'm sure!" Song Jiaren nodded firmly, wiped the tears from her eyes with a tissue, and forced out a smile, " I'm sorry, I caused you to come here at night! In fact, it's really nothing, I just have a little skin trauma, and Jisen and I are just a little conflict between husband and wife. Jisen drank too much tonight

Drinking alcohol will cause you to lose control for a while!Usually he treats me very well, how could I call the police to arrest my husband, we are fine, don't worry about you and Miss Sang! "

Sang Xiaoyu could tell that Song Jiaren really didn't want to call the police from the bottom of her heart, and she seemed to be tolerant of Ji Sen.In fact, I can understand it when I think about it, after all, the two are newly married...

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