Song Ci protected Huo Muchen like a child, scaring everyone.

The policeman looked at Song Ci with surprise.

Lightning happened to strike in the sky, and thunder rumbled in his ears. Song Ci's face turned pale and bloodless, and even his pupils became so thick that they were bottomless.

Seeing Song Ci hugging her so tightly, Huo Muchen frowned, put his arm around her shoulders, and raised his eyes to glance coldly at the few people standing in the heavy rain.

"Be good, I'll be back in a minute."

There was a hint of softness in his cold, deep voice.

The policeman finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Huo Muchen's words.

"It's troublesome, Mr. Huo." The policeman continued: "Mr. Huo, the boss said that there is news about the car accident you asked us to investigate last time. It would be better if the two things were solved together."

"Okay. I'll see my wife go in and have a rest, and then I'll leave with you." Huo Muchen said with a sinister look in his eyes and a cold voice.

He picked up Song Ci, put her on the sofa, and poured her a cup of hot water himself: "Wait for me at home, trust me, I will be fine, okay?"

Song Ci lowered his head to hold the hot water. The moment Huo Muchen turned around, one hand tightly grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Can I go with you? On thundery and rainy days, I will be scared at home alone. Are you willing?"

Leave me alone at home?"

She just wanted to be by Huo Muchen's side. Song Ci spent three years in prison in his previous life and finally died there. She knew better than anyone how terrifying it was inside.

Huo Muchen fell silent, but also gave Song Ci an answer.

She walked around Huo Muchen, and her eyes fell on the police not far away. She looked at them pitifully, as if they were some extremely vicious people.

"It's impossible for my husband to murder Lu Huaike. You must have made a mistake." Song Ci changed the topic, gritted his teeth, and jumped down from the sofa: "Uncle policeman, I want to call the police. Lu Huaike intends to do evil to me. He wants to

Murdering me, we were in a car accident that day because we were acting in self-defense!"

The corner of the policeman's eye twitched. Is this considered a slap in the face?

Song Ci now wants to twist off Lu Huaike's head, sew Lu Huaike's mouth shut with a needle, and make him talk nonsense and frame her husband!

"Don't make trouble." Huo Muchen frowned like the word "Chuan", and carried the woman who was jumping on the ground back to the sofa, and ordered the housekeeper: "Cook a bowl of ginger soup for the wife, and keep an eye on the wife."

Huo Muchen put on his windbreaker and quickly drove away with the police without looking back.

Fortunately, Song Ci was held back by the housekeeper and Lin Ma, otherwise he would have jumped down and ran out, not to mention it was still raining and thundering outside.

Seeing Huo Muchen's car leaving, Song Ci lowered his head and suddenly stopped crying.

The housekeeper was worried that she had lost her temper and patted her back in panic: "Madam, sir, he will be fine. Don't worry."

"That's right, if the wife drinks ginger tea and takes a nap, the husband will come back." Lin's mother agreed. In their eyes, Song Ci is just a child who has not grown up.

Song Ci slowly tightened her fingers. She suddenly raised her head, wiped away her tears, stared at the heavy rain outside with her black and white eyes, and her heart gradually calmed down.

She can't panic.

Lu Huaike must have wanted to take the opportunity to smear Huo Muchen. She remembered that Lu Huaike had used her connections to sign many orders, all of which were placed on her head to slander Huo Muchen's company.

Song Ci thought for a while, and when the housekeeper had no idea, he ran to the garage, drove a car randomly and rushed out of the villa. He also said: "Don't call Mu Chen, he will worry about me."

She couldn't remember the man's phone number, but she remembered where he lived because she had been here before. After the assassination of Huo Muchen, she was dragged here and knelt down for three days and nights to apologize, so the memory was deeply rooted in her bones.

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But Song Ci knew that the relationship between that man and Huo Muchen would definitely enable him to save Huo Muchen, just like before.

The pouring rain pounded hard against the car window, and lightning struck her pupils from time to time. Song Ci's shoulders kept shaking, and her fingers gripped the steering wheel, her joints turned white. She stepped on the accelerator and braked, driving all the way, forcing herself to complete the one-hour drive.

Compressed into half an hour.

Passing cars looked at the phantom driven by Song Ci and was about to take off on the road, so they couldn't help but rush to avoid it.

Female drivers, road killers, are not to be messed with.

What's more, once they see the license plate number, they become even more unprovoked.

Song Ci drove the car to Jingyuan, and the windshield was completely blurred by the rain.

She squinted her eyes and was stunned for a moment. A dazzling light flashed into her sight, and she screamed. Then she heard a "bang", and then a sharp and sharp whistle sounded.

Thick smoke appeared from the front flap, and Song Ci was in a trance. The tree branch that was knocked down passed through the branch and directly cut her white arm.

"Hiss~"

She moved and gasped in pain. Fortunately, Huo Muchen's car had been equipped with special security measures. Song Ci was just dizzy and there was nothing else serious.

She pushed open the car door, braved the heavy rain, and stumbled to the door of Jingyuan. She rang the doorbell and shouted: "Jiang Jingxing! Something happened to Huo Muchen. I beg you to save him!"

The man stood on the second floor, looking at Song Ci who was being soaked in the heavy rain with a face full of jest. He knew it when Song Ci drove into the Jingyuan area.

He spoke in a low and cold voice: "No one is allowed to open the door for her, so she is allowed to stand at the door. I want to see how long this Song Ci can stand there?"

Song Ci saw the bright lights on the second floor of Jingyuan. After waiting for more than ten minutes, no one opened the door for her. She was so anxious that she didn't have enough face or identity. She looked up at the nearly two-meter-high iron fence and stepped on it.

Wearing ten-centimeter high heels, I climbed up.

Jiang Jingxing frowned, his eyes coldly falling on Song Ci who was struggling to climb the door, and the corners of his lips twitched.

Is the third wife still capable of this?

You can climb walls very easily!

Song Ci didn't know when her "martial arts" became so strong. It seemed that she heard that Huo Muchen was in danger, and felt a strong force in her heart supporting her to move forward fearlessly.

Because it was already nine o'clock in the evening, it was already dark, and Song Ci's physical strength was almost exhausted during the day. When she turned to the other side of the iron gate, her legs suddenly became weak and she stepped on it suddenly.

Suddenly, his black trousers were ripped open by the iron railing, and he fell down from a height of more than one meter.

It hurts!

The pain caused Song Ci to shed more tears, which merged with the rain into the corners of her lips.

Song Ci reluctantly held on to the iron railing and climbed up from the ground. She felt that her body was about to fall apart, but she did not flinch. Instead, she took off her high heels and threw them at the door. She rushed into the bright office on the second floor barefoot.

boom!

The door to the study room was pushed open, and the man standing by the floor-to-ceiling window had a disdainful smile on his lips, with a glass of voluptuous red wine dangling in his wrist, looking at her with a half-smile.

"Song Ci, do you dare to come to me?"

[Song Ci, do you still dare to come to me? You are a beast, right? Even a beast has more conscience than you. The third child is so kind to you, but you are actually trying to kill him by trying to get through to other men.

, even those who raise white-eyed wolves are better than you!】

[Get out! Even if the third child wakes up, I will never allow you, a woman, to disgust him again!]

【……】

The once harsh and shrill voice lingered in his ears again and again, torturing Song Ci's nerves...
Chapter completed!