Qiao Yanli's dark pupils were filled with a bit of thick haze.
Ying Ting's face was so cold that it could almost scrape off a layer of frost.
There is heating in the office, but the temperature in the air seems to be dropping rapidly.
He looked at Xia Yanxi's red and swollen little face, and the cigarette he held between his fingertips was crushed into a ball by him.
When the director saw this, he trembled with fright.
The room was extremely quiet for a while, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that people could not breathe.
Qiao Yanli threw away the crushed cigarette in his hand. He walked up to Xia Yanxi in a few strides and put his big hand on her injured face. As soon as his fingertips touched the red and swollen area, she felt pain. .
The director wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and glanced at the policeman who brought Xia Yanxi over, "Where did the injury on Mrs. Qiao's face come from
The policeman carefully replied, "They were beaten by Su Cheng."
"Where are the people from Sioux City?"
"He has gone home from get off work."
Upon hearing this, the director stepped forward to apologize to Qiao Yanli, hoping that Mr. Qiao Yanli would ignore the villain's fault and forgive Su Cheng this time.
Qiao Yanli ignored the director and looked at Xia Yanxi in front of him with dark eyes. She just went back to Huo's house, but she became so embarrassed.
His fingertips gently touched the corner of her broken mouth, and his dark eyes flashed with distress, "It hurts, doesn't it?"
Xia Yanxi bit her lip and shook her head with tears in her eyes, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Qiao Yanli stretched out his long arms and pulled her into his arms.
A minute later, he looked at the director who had been standing behind him. His deep eyes were like sharp blades that made people dare not look directly into them. "Call the one who hit me."
The director wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Mr. Qiao..."
Qiao Yanli interrupted him coldly, "Call him over immediately!"
The chief asked the police on duty to call Sioux City immediately.
The director looked at Qiao Yanli's cold and deep face, and said cautiously, "Mr. Qiao, you and I also watched those two videos before. From the evidence, Mrs. Qiao..." The director looked at Qiao Yan. Xia Yanxi, who was in Li's arms, although he felt that she did not look like a murderer, but the surveillance video would not be faked. He sighed, "The evidence shows that Mrs. Qiao strangled Gu Yanyan to death. Even if he is your wife, this matter probably won't be faked." It can’t be protected, not to mention, the person who died was Mr. Lu’s girlfriend.”
If the matter hadn't been so big, it could have been suppressed, but now...
Xia Yanxi raised her head from Qiao Yanli's arms and shook her head, "Yanli, I didn't kill anyone."
Qiao Yanli's long slender hand gently patted Xia Yanxi's slender back, and he nodded, "Yan Xi, of course I know you won't kill anyone."
Xia Yanxi hugged his waist hard, and she knew that besides Mu Mu, he was also willing to believe that she was innocent.
Her long eyelashes, stained with mist, trembled a few times, like injured butterfly wings, "Yanli, I want to say a few words to you alone."
Qiao Yanli glanced deeply at Xia Yanxi. He asked the director and the policeman to leave first without asking any questions.
Qiao Yanli pulled Xia Yanxi to the sofa. He held her cold little hand and said in a low voice, "They are all gone. If you have anything to say, just tell your husband directly."
Xia Yanxi nodded, and she held his big hand in return. The warmth in his hand spread to her, making her feel at ease and warm.
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