Chapter 364 I'm here to take my wife home



Chapter 364 I'm here to take my wife home

Yan Jinyi really wanted to hit someone.

But she had sense and knew where this place was.

At least, if you want to fight, you have to wait until you get out.

She narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked at the people in front of her with unusual calmness.

"Zhao Xinchen, go back to the hospital."

Zhao Xinchen looked back at Yan Jinyi and said incredulously: "Jinjie, I came here to support you, why are you chasing me away! Besides, you beat Jiang Zhao just for me!"

Yan Jinyi fiddled with his hair and answered nonchalantly: "Do you think I need you to support the scene?"

Zhao Xinchen blinked his eyes, and then he suddenly remembered that his sister Jin was not only extremely powerful, but also the second young lady of the Huo family! Would the second young lady of the Huo family be afraid of the Jiang family?

Zhao Xinchen calmed down, and under the puzzled gazes of Jiang Hai and others, he turned around and sat next to Yan Jinyi.

As soon as he sat down, he started to grin.

hiss--

In the excitement, he forgot that he was injured. It hurts so much now! Jiang Hai thought Zhao Xinchen was afraid of his father and planned to give up.

"In that case, Deputy Director, can Miss Yan be sentenced as soon as possible for beating my son into the hospital?"

Just after he finished speaking, Zhao Xinchen couldn't help but interrupt again: "Hey, I advise you to think it over carefully, don't regret it later, especially the Jiang family."

regret?

How could he regret it?

Humph! "Ms. Yan, do you agree with what you have done?" The deputy director looked at Yan Jinyi.

I still feel that this woman looks a little familiar.

Maybe he really saw her advertisement when he was leaving? Yan Jinyi leaned against the wall with his legs crossed, his brows full of impatience, "Just judge if you want to, why are you dilly-dallying?"

"Humph, in that case, Miss Yan should stay in the detention center first..."

Just as the handcuffs were about to rest on Yan Jinyi's wrists, Huo Zixing's voice suddenly rang out.

"What are you going to do to my second sister-in-law!"

Everyone turned around.

This is a big deal.

Seven or eight people.

The leader was wearing a black windbreaker, with a noble temperament, and his handsome face was covered with frost.

He pursed his lips and put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker. Every step he took seemed to be stepping on someone's heart, which was beating fast.

Behind him followed the famous Mr. Huo, and behind him, except for the gentle man holding a large stack of documents, the rest should be bodyguards.

As the chairman of the Tianxiang Charity Foundation, Jiang Hai had the honor of meeting Huo Xishen once, so he recognized him at a glance.

Her legs couldn't help but tremble, and she hurried over with a smile, "Why are Mr. Huo and the Third Young Master coming to the police station so late?"

Mr. Huo? Third Young Master?

The deputy director was so smart that he guessed the identity of the visitor at once and felt a chill down his spine.

Why did Mr. Huo come to the police station? Was it for Zhao Xinchen?

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Huo Xishen ignored Jiang Hai and turned his gaze to Yan Jinyi.

She was wearing a casual suit and sitting there like a street thug, with no makeup on, but still beautiful.

It appears that there are no injuries.

Huo Xishen himself didn't even notice that the tension in his heart had relaxed.

He covered his lips and coughed, then walked towards Yan Jinyi with his long legs and looked down at her.

Yan Jinyi looked up subconsciously and happened to look him in the eye.

"you……"

Just as she was about to speak, Huo Xishen suddenly reached out his hand to her.

His hands were very beautiful, with distinct joints and slender fingertips. Yan Jinyi's eyes flickered, and he thought of his misogyny.

"I'm here to take my wife home. Does Mr. Jiang have any objection?"

Ahhhh, I am touched by Huo Ergou!      (End of this chapter)


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