Chapter 11 I never like drinking plain porridge again!



Chapter 11 I never like drinking plain porridge again!

Shen Tingyan captured the nanny Xiao Yiyi in Nu Tu Huo's room. She stole jewelry and tried to hurt Huo Jingrou after being discovered, but was smashed on the head by the brave Nu Tu Huo.

After Xiao Yiyi woke up, she remained silent and did not react when she was caught by the people brought by Shen Tingyan.

Only when she saw the wailing middle-aged man did she jump out and punch and kick him, saying with venom, "It's all because of you, it's all because of you!"

The middle-aged man suddenly saw Xiao Yiyi, and regardless of his own injuries, he rushed over to bite Xiao Yiyi, cursing, "You bitch, how dare you hit me!"

Shen Tingyan made a gesture with his hands, and the people he brought stepped forward to separate the man and woman who were cursing each other, and escorted them to the car one by one.

Huo Jingrou coughed softly. The pinch marks on her neck were obvious, leaving finger marks on her fair skin.

Shen Tingyan took a thin feather from her shoulder, which looked like bird feathers.

"When I was almost strangled, a flock of birds came flying over."

Huo Jingrou smiled as she described the wonder, "I don't know where they came from."

On the other side, Xing Yang, avoiding the crowd, took out a bag of bread crumbs from his pocket and scattered them on the wooden stake.

A dozen little birds flew down, holding bread in their beaks, and chatted with Xingyang chirpingly.

Xing Yang listened to their description and gave them another bag of bread crumbs. "Thank you for your help."

One little bird didn't care about competing with its companions for food, so it rubbed against Xingyang's hand and clung to it.

Xing Yang reached out and touched its head, giving it a snack.

The other birds got angry when they saw this.

Good, good, this green tea bird!

The Green Tea Bird immediately attracted everyone's anger. The little birds came over and pulled the Green Tea Bird's feathers, fighting and making a lot of noise.

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A charming room.

A woman in a silk nightgown sits on a man's lap. The man raises his hand and strokes the woman's face. There is fascination in his eyes, as if he is thinking about someone through the woman's face.

There were still rain stains outside the French windows, and the air was filled with the freshness after the rain.

The woman put her hands around the man's neck and said softly, "I want to see Luo Luo."

The man's eyes darkened, his brows knitted slightly, and he pinched the woman's face affectionately. The deep affection he had just felt was swept away, and his tone was cold, "Be aware of your identity."

Then he pushed the woman away mercilessly, picked up the suit jacket on the bed, closed the door and left.

The woman bit her teeth, and the cell phone on the glass table vibrated from time to time. When she picked it up, she saw a text message.

"I just did what you said. You can't just ignore me!"

The woman sneered, "Idiot."

Then turn off the phone, take out the card, break it into pieces, and throw it away casually, just like throwing away garbage.

-

"I heard that Shen Ce, the head of the Shen Group, was buried by a mudslide!"

"No, no, Shen Ce went to rescue his father and sister. The helicopters have been dispatched."

"Last night, someone went to the scene to live broadcast it, and even shouted that the old iron was brushing the plane. Nowadays, young people don't care about their lives."

Xing Yang carried a lunch box, passed by the patients' families who were eating melon seeds and spitting downstairs of the hospital, and went up to the sixth floor alone.

Went to Ward 606.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Shen Yiming, with a red face, being pressed down on the bed by a girl.

Xingyang closed the door, opened it, and closed it again.

She must have opened it wrong.

Shen Yiming stretched out his hand and shouted, "Xing Yang, help!"

In response to Shen Yiming, the sound of Xing Yang's door closing mercilessly came.

The next second, the medical miracle Shen Yiming rushed out of the door and hid behind Xing Yang, like a little chick who had found the protection of his mother.

"Yiming, who is she?" The girl who had just knocked Shen Yiming down adjusted her hair, adjusted her facial expression, and restored her smile to a decent and polite one.

After seeing the food box in Xing Yang's hand, his expression changed and became slightly more serious. He asked sharply, "You also cooked porridge?"

Xing Yang shook her head and said righteously, "I went to the wrong ward."

After saying that, she turned around and left, with Shen Yiming beside her still tugging at the corner of her clothes, his expression looking pitiful and aggrieved.

"She is Shangguan Qin."

【Oh~ The porridge sister who cooked porridge for Shen Laoliu. 】

Shangguan Qin stood in front of the two of them, "Yiming, who is she?"

Shen Yiming said timidly: "She is my sister, Xing Yang."

Shangguan Qin's eyes moved slightly. Shen Yiming only has one sister, named Shen Mengzhu. When did he have another sister?

This little sister looks so thin, she can't be...

Shangguan Qin raised her chin slightly, "You can go now. Yiming likes to drink the porridge I cook."

Xingyang's eyes fell on the white porridge that was already on the table. Shangguan Qin had just fed Shen Yiming the porridge. Shen Yiming was very moved, and then refused.

One encourages drinking, the other doesn't.

Then it was torn apart and it became a crushing scene.

Xingyang's gaze fell on Shangguan Qin.

Shangguan Qin slowly put down the spoon.

Shen Yiming breathed a sigh of relief.

Xing Yang: "The murderer of your sister is not Shen Yiming."

Shangguan Qin stared at Xing Yang closely, his voice trembling, "What did you say?!"

Shen Yiming was also surprised, "What!"

Who to kill?

Whose sister?

I am the murderer!

Xing Yang reported a series of locations, "Your sister's body is under the third big tree on the right side of Yuntang Lake on Garden Road."

Shangguan Qin had already taken the lead and stepped forward to grab Xing Yang's arm with such force that her knuckles turned white.

She stared at Xing Yang closely, as if she saw her own hope.

"Who is the murderer?"

Xing Yang could hear the cry in her voice.

"It was Qi Heng. He hit your sister to death and buried her body before escaping. Your sister's bow hairpin was in the back seat of his car."

"You'd better move faster, Qi Heng is going abroad."

"This is my third brother's phone number. You can contact him and he can help you."

Shangguan Qin took the business card and was about to leave, but Xing Yang stopped her, "Wait a minute, take the porridge you brought."

Shangguan Qin's hands were shaking and she almost spilled the porridge several times. In the end, she put the porridge into her bag and turned away.

Shen Yiming, who witnessed the whole process, no longer knew what expression to use.

He jumped in front of Xing Yang, "Qi Heng, he is my brother, how could he be a murderer!"

Xing Yang looked at Shen Yiming speechlessly.

【I don’t think this is a spoiler. 】

[After Shen Yiming ran away from home, he no longer needed the Shen family's money, but he was used to spending lavishly, and he also wanted to show off in front of his sweetheart, so he called Qi Heng to borrow money.]

[Shangguan Qin approached Shen Yiming, originally thinking that Shen Yiming was the murderer of her sister, but after hearing his conversation with Qi Heng, she deduced that the murderer was Qi Heng.]

[When Shangguan Qin learned that Qi Heng was going abroad, she immediately dumped Shen Yiming and turned to pursue Qi Heng.]

[It is mentioned later in the story that Shangguan Qin had plastic surgery to get closer to Qi Heng, and it seems that she died abroad.]

[Anyway, Shangguan Qin never found his sister's body until his death.]

"Woo woo woo."

Xing Yang was interrupted by Shen Yiming's crying.

【Why is Shen Laoliu crying? 】

[Does he know that the porridge Shangguan Qin brought just now contains deadly poison? ]

Shen Yiming cried even louder.

He doesn't like to drink plain porridge anymore!


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