Bai Muchuan arrested Zhou Dequan and more than 30 young men in the villa, and sent them to the detention center overnight.
Zhou Dequan's wife, Ma Suying, suffered mechanical trauma to her neck and was sent to the nearest hospital for treatment.
After an examination, her injury was not very serious, but she probably suffered a mental blow. Apart from crying silently, she refused to say a word—
When they got the news, Xiang Wan's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala had just ended, and the police officers on duty were organizing the audience to exit the studio in an orderly manner.
Xiang Wan was a little surprised when he received a sudden call from Bai Muchuan.
After hearing what he said, I was even more surprised.
"It's quite capable! Capturing Zhou Dequan wisely—but, Xie Wanwan dared to risk her life to accompany you in such a big show, that's true love..."
"She doesn't know." Bai Muchuan said, "The other party made a sudden move, so I can only do what I can—this is because of helplessness, there is no other way."
at no choice.
In fact, Xiang Wan wanted to ask, if she was the one being threatened, would Bai Muchuan follow suit
However, curiosity is hidden in my heart, and it is not suitable to ask at such a tense moment.
She chuckled, "Then what do you mean by calling me specifically?"
Bai Muchuan seemed to be busy, but his tone was very soft, "I haven't contacted you for so long, I'm afraid you may be thinking wildly, so once the matter is over, I have to call and report."
Report... Report a ghost!
I really want to report, didn't I have a chance just now
Xiang Wan rolled her eyes silently in her heart, but she didn't bother with him about work, making it difficult for him. She just hummed calmly, "Okay, then go ahead and contact me if you need anything..."
"Contact you if you need it?" Bai Muchuan asked back, smiling a bit meanly.
"..." Xiang Wan was speechless, and snorted at him, "I'm not poor with you, I'm too busy... I died!"
There are people coming and going at the scene, and everyone is busy, so flirting is really inappropriate.
She hung up the phone and saw the impeller walking over.
This time, there was more than one assistant behind him. There are also brokers and two or three assistants.
Xiang Wan gripped her phone tightly and leaned to the side to make way for them and her party. She felt that in front of so many people, impeller would not pay any attention to her.
However, she was wrong. It seems that the impeller is not a person who cares about other people's eyes.
He slowly stopped beside Xiang Wan, pursed his lips and scanned the phone in her hand, and smiled evilly, "Congratulations!"
Congratulations on what? Xiang Wan was baffled and felt unable to communicate with him at all. However, because Bai Muchuan's phone call also captured Zhou Dequan's happiness and excitement, she didn't want to pay attention to impeller, and she didn't bother to hurt him like before.
"Sorry, I don't know what you're talking about."
She responded coldly, and then said: "Everyone, please hurry up and leave the studio, we are going to clear the venue."
Most people will definitely not continue talking when they encounter such a cold face.
But Ye Lun had no intention of leaving. He looked at her, slowly put his hands in his trouser pockets, and asked with a half-smile, "Your name is Xiang Wan. The author who wrote online novels and dead people?"
"..."
How did you become so famous all of a sudden
Even the popular little fresh meat knows her
Xiang Wan moved her lips and said without emotion, "I didn't write any more."
Ye Lun narrowed his eyes, "That's a pity... keep writing, I like to read it too."
"..."
Xiang Wan's heart was twisted.
In the unfinished case, she wrote the character corresponding to Ye Lun as worthless... Apart from showing off her face, she had no real skills, let alone acting skills, and she was also suspected of killing fans...
Xiang Wan never thought that impeller would read her book.
In this way, it is very embarrassing.
"Write whatever you want, just to pass the time. Write when you are inspired, and stop when you are not inspired."
"Oh!" Ye Lun raised his eyebrows suddenly, "Then I look forward to your inspiration, come sooner—"
Xiang Wan kept a sullen face and didn't answer. He originally thought that he would babble a few more words to get revenge on her for writing him down as that kind of character—unexpectedly, Ye Lun led a group of people away after finishing speaking. Before leaving, he gave her a meaningful look...
Neuropathy!
Xiang Wan glanced at his back and continued with the work at hand.
By the time the matter at the venue came to an end, it was almost midnight.
According to Bai Muchuan's instructions, Xie Hui wanted to drive Xiang Wan back, but before Xiang Wan got in the car, he received a call from his mother.
"Tonight, what are you doing?"
Hearing her questioning tone, she was a little unhappy. Xiang Wan sighed.
"Mom, didn't I tell you? I'm very busy today. There are many things in my unit..."
"No matter how many things there are, don't you have time to make a phone call?" Tan Yunchun lowered his voice when he said this, "Your aunt is very upset... It's a big festival, you should at least call her and say hello to Mid-Autumn Festival. It's really not good , It’s also good to send a message, but in the end you’ll be fine... Forget about my instructions... "
Uh! How did you forget about the phone call
Xiang Wan's scalp was a little numb.
"Is it too late to call her now?"
"What do you think?" Tan Yunchun hummed, "It's already twelve o'clock, and the meaning of hitting is different, but..."
"Forget it then!" Xiang Wan interrupted her, "I really have too many things to do today, I'm not just playing. Mom, I'm very tired, I'll just leave it at that."
"..." Tan Yunchun was annoyed by her, "Call me right away and apologize to my aunt."
An affirmative sentence is also a tone of command.
Xiang Wan rubbed her temples, feeling a dull pain in her head.
"Tomorrow, it's too late—"
"Auntie hasn't slept yet."
"..."
However stubborn, Xiang Wan didn't want Xie Hui to hear about the bad things going on at home, so she forcibly held back the depression in her heart, and waited for Xie Hui to send her home before she took out her mobile phone and called her aunt—
However, the sound of the music repeated several times, and Tan Yuechun didn't answer the phone.
Asleep, or angry
Xiang Wan checked the time, put down his phone, and stopped calling.
Fang Yuanyuan didn't come back tonight. He just sent a message saying that after the reunion dinner, he went home with his aunt to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. They have a family. Xiang Wan could only sit in the room silently. It was time for him to wash up and go to bed. No sleepiness at all.
The computer was placed on the table, the screen was silently blacked out.
As she watched, the empty corner of her heart became clearer.
She hasn't logged in to the website until now.
Subconscious avoidance, just to not make myself uncomfortable...
But at this moment, by accident, she slowly turned on the computer again, entered the author's account number, and logged into the background.
Fortunately, after stopping for so many days, there are still people subscribing and tipping the book "Murder of the Goddess", that is to say, there is still a little income, which is a surprise for her. Unfortunately, the book review area was full of curses, and even the readers who supported her at first began to ask unfriendly questions because of her "let it go" attitude...
It's too unprofessional to dig a hole and not fill it, and Xiang Wan doesn't want to do that either.
But she couldn't tell anyone the reason for stopping the watch—
Xiang Wan opened QQ silently. At this point, no one in the group spoke.
The profile picture of the person in the management group is still gray, and she still hasn't received a reply to the message she sent to them last time—
She was surprised that she was busy with the case of the crew of "Grey List" these days, and did not ask Bai Muchuan about his progress.
Glancing at the phone, she originally wanted to make a call to ask, but after thinking about it again, Bai Muchuan must be very busy at the moment, and finally put it down silently.