Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

An Nansheng and Mu Fucheng did not tell the old man what happened in the hotel last night, and the old man did not ask about Jiang Ning's whereabouts.

"Nannan, isn't it time to put your marriage on the agenda?"

Mr. Mu was very happy:

"I think we should just hold the wedding, decide on it as soon as possible, and make it grand."

An Nansheng nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to you, old man."

Mu Fucheng said: "We can prepare for the wedding, but we also need an engagement ceremony."

Mr. Mu knew that his son didn't want to let An Nansheng down, so he had to go through all the procedures.

So he said, "Okay, let's prepare for the wedding and get engaged first."

Old Master Mu looked even more anxious than Mu Fucheng. After receiving a positive response from An Nansheng, he had dinner and asked someone to look for a date for both the engagement and wedding dates.

An Nansheng no longer worried about these things and let the old man busy himself. The old man was very happy to have something to do.

Thinking of Jiang Hang, Mr. Mu said to Mu Fucheng:

"The child doesn't want to go home, and his family wants him to marry someone they don't like."

Mu Fucheng nodded lightly, he knew about this.

There was a girl who liked Jiang Hang and wanted to marry him. The Jiang family naturally agreed because the girl was Torres' sister and came from a big local family.

Lao Jiang is also an old bastard who will do anything to get rich.

As long as Jiang Hang doesn't get close to An Nansheng, he won't have time to pay attention to him.

At this time, Jiang Hang and Song Ke were staring at each other.

"You're not a police officer, why are you asking so many questions?"

Song Ke folded his hands and looked speechless:

"I'm also trying to help you catch the person who beat you up. It's the same as a police investigation, and the process is of course similar."

Jiang Hang hummed:

"You clearly just want to laugh at me. Don't think I don't know."

Song Ke shrugged:

"Mr. Jiang, you're overthinking it. If you don't trust me, then go find Chen Zheng to help you investigate."

"I..." Jiang Hang was so angry that he was about to die. If he had known he would have to ask for help, he should have brought someone with him when he came back.

Forget it, he is a man, why should he bother with a woman?

"After dinner with my online friends that day, they wanted to go to the bar to continue drinking. I'm not stupid, and those guys obviously saw me as a rich guy and took advantage of me. I didn't agree, paid the bill, and took a taxi away."

Jiang Hang was very angry and felt ashamed when he thought about how he was being treated as a victim even though he was trying to make friends sincerely.

Song Ke nodded: "And then?"

Jiang Hang: "When the car passed the mall, I thought about going in to buy Sister An a gift, so I got out of the car. After buying the gift, I ran to the alley to smoke a cigarette. As soon as I lit the cigarette, a sack suddenly fell from the sky, and I was kicked to the ground. No one has ever been caught with a sack, but I'm sure it was more than two people."

Song Ke: "Could it be those netizens of yours who did it?"

Jiang Hang: "Impossible. If they were just after the money, my watch and wallet weren't lost. It seems like the person who put me in the sack was just venting their anger."

As he was talking, he suddenly thought of something: "Is he jealous of me because I'm handsome?"

Song Ke: "...That's possible."

She found the location of the incident on the map and said:

"I'll ask someone to get some surveillance footage, which should help you find the person."

Jiang Hang's expression was a little awkward:

"Then I'd like to thank you first. You belong to Sister An. I'll treat you to a meal after I've avenged myself."

Song Ke hissed as if he had a toothache:

"Mr. Jiang, I suggest you not call Ms. An Sister in front of Mr. An."

Jiang Hang: "Why?"

Song Ke: "It sounds quite tea-like."

Jiang Hang: “…”