The policemen just watched Qiao Lian and Shen Liangchuan get into the ambulance, staring back at the situation here, and when the people left, they realized that several people looked at Song Cheng together: "Do you know what happened?" You follow to record a statement? ”

Song Cheng shook his head, "I don't know."

"You...... Then ask the gentleman to come to the police station when he has time! ”

Song Cheng smiled: "I'm sorry, if you want our husband, please ask our husband's lawyer first, otherwise, our husband won't have anything." 13579246810”

Cops: ......

Public figures, if they are taken to the police station by the police, then things are going to be big.

Therefore, Song Cheng has long practiced the ability to adapt to changes.

The police could only handcuff the group and take them back for interrogation slowly.

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In the drowsiness, it was dark in front of me.

Qiao Lian tried hard to open his eyes, but found that he couldn't.

The whole body still hurts everywhere, and the pain makes her frown and make a sound.

Then, the hand was held by the big hand that had been warm, and the mellow voice sounded in his ears, "Little Joe, I'm here." ”

The four words seemed to inject a cool trickle into her fiery body, making her feel that her heart had settled down all of a sudden.

Her brow furrowed, and she fell into a deep sleep again.

Shen Liangchuan held her hand and stood beside her.

He also had minor injuries on his body, and even his fists were bandaged at the moment because he was bleeding from hitting others, but he didn't move and always sat on the edge of the **.

** On the woman, the wound is wrapped, and more often, it is red and swollen.

His face was swollen again, and the old wounds were not healed, and new wounds were added.

But even so, I can still vaguely see the girl's beautiful silhouette, the closed eyes, and the trembling eyelashes, all of which show that she is afraid.

Yes.

Afraid.

At that time, any girl would be afraid.

But she still stopped those people without hesitation and asked him to save Song Yuanxi.

He looked at her fixedly, and after half a sound, he slowly reached out and touched her cheek.

His hand paused in mid-air, and he was afraid that he would hurt her, so he put it down anyway.

Time slipped by slowly, and he sat there, in a quiet room, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was saying to Qiao Lian, "Little Joe, let's have a good time in the future, okay?" ”

The things of the past, they are gone.

At this moment, he looked at the girl covered in scars, and finally came to his senses.

He would rather watch her smile and stab himself than watch her get hurt again.

This girl made him really unable to take revenge.

As for the debts of the past, so far, is it enough?

His eyes became heavier and heavier, and in the end, they all turned into a rich and indissoluble love.

It used to be online dating, and she didn't care.

Well, it's still too late for them to start a formal relationship from now on......

The light outside the window, from bright to dark, shone on his cheeks, mottled and mottled, making his expression look extraordinarily soft at this moment.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the woman on the ** finally opened her eyes.

As far as the eye can see, it is the ceiling of the hospital, and the smell of pungent disinfectant water on the tip of the nose.

She moved her neck and saw Shen Liangchuan sitting next to her, and before she could speak, she heard him say, "Xiao Qiao, does it still hurt?" ”