Chapter 1118 Mr. Qi's Clingy Wife 47
She yawned as she spoke.
Qi Lu frowned slightly, his deep voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of grievance, "Okay, fine."
He paused, then added, "Good night."
Song Jin watched him leave with a smile before climbing into bed.
Cleverly leave a large space for the other person.
The blanket spread on top only had a small bulge on the right side; the other half, apart from some wrinkles, was still relatively flat.
In the study, Qi Lu, alone, stared blankly at the watch on his wrist.
His dissatisfaction was evident in his words.
Why is time passing so slowly?
It's only 7:30.
There are still two and a half hours until I go to bed.
It seems that having your daily routine known too closely isn't necessarily a good thing.
Otherwise, he could be lying down with her right now.
The light from the laptop screen shone on the man's face, making his features appear even more defined and striking.
Suddenly, a "ding" sounded, indicating a new email.
What Ma Ming sent was a video.
In the video, there are more than a dozen people, clearly divided into two factions, with two people in police uniforms separating them.
A woman was holding a bottle and shouting hysterically in the local dialect.
Qi Lu's eyes brightened slightly, and he decisively stood up.
Song Jinhuan was dozing off when she heard the door open.
With her face almost buried in the blanket, she peeked out slightly and vaguely saw a figure walking towards the bedside.
Vision gradually cleared.
“I seem to have disturbed Miss Liu.” Qi Lu stood by the bed, looking down at her.
Song Jinhuan narrowed her eyes. "What is it?"
Indeed, she was almost asleep.
“Ma Ming sent me a video, but he was speaking in a dialect that I couldn’t understand.” Qi Lu’s eyes clearly showed his desire for help.
The local dialect immediately struck a nerve with Song Jinhuan, and knowing that Ma Ming was in charge of Wujia Village, she immediately threw back the covers, saying, "Let me see."
Qi Lu's lips curled up almost imperceptibly as he said sincerely, "Thank you for your trouble."
"No trouble at all," Song Jinhuan said excitedly as she followed him back to the study.
Two chairs were placed together.
Song Jinhuan sat down naturally, and Qi Lu turned the screen towards her, then leaned in and brought his face close to her head.
In the video, a woman holding pesticide shouts and threatens, "If any of you dare to demolish a house today, I'll drink pesticide and die right in front of you!"
At this moment, a middle-aged man with a large belly walked out and said in a condescending manner, "You signed a contract, we're not forcing you to demolish the house."
The woman continued loudly, "That contract is a letter of intent for demolition, not a consent form at all! If they just push it through directly, I absolutely will not sign it!"
Middle-aged man: "Since you signed the contract, we can just demolish it!"
The woman said, about to force-feed pesticide, "I'll die right here in front of you!"
The scene was chaotic at one point, and the footage shook violently.
Things returned to normal afterward, with two more police officers present who were recording the situation.
Policeman: "Who is the village chief?"
There was a man on the women's side, the former secretary of the village committee's Youth League branch. He pointed at a man in the crowd and said, "Village chief, aren't you coming out?"
Police officer: "Who led the charge?"
Former Youth League Branch Secretary: "Village Chief Wu".
After he finished speaking, the village chief had no choice but to step out from the crowd.
Police officer: "What exactly happened?"
The village chief sighed, adopting a conciliatory tone, and said, "We came to demolish the house according to the regulations, but who knew she would suddenly refuse."
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