However, Zhao Zitong was disappointed. Ling Moxuan did not say what she wanted to hear.
He just said calmly: "Zitong, Luo Meiting's death has nothing to do with her."
"It has nothing to do with her?"
Zhao Zitong's voice was high-pitched and shrill. It pierced Gu Xiaosan's ears, and Gu Xiaosan felt uncomfortable all over.
"Mo Xuan, why do you say it has nothing to do with her? Could it be that she was able to come out of the police station because of your activities?"
Zhao Zitong's words surprised Gu Xiaosan, who was standing behind Ling Moxuan. She never thought that this man would be so kind to solve such a big trouble for her. She thought that the people at the police station had finally found out that she had nothing to do with the murder.
, so I let her out.
Therefore, after Zhao Zitong said this, Gu Xiaosan also took a step to the side and stared at Ling Moxuan's face.
Ling Moxuan, who was being stared at by the two women, still had a calm expression on his face. He ignored Gu Xiaosan's gaze and only looked at Zhao Zitong's face.
"She can come out because she is indeed not the murderer. As for who the murderer is, you will know one day. Don't worry."
His words made Zhao Zitong stunned for a moment, her heart suddenly trembled, and a trace of panic flashed rapidly in her eyes.
He knows everything? How is that possible? Chen Yuling has gone abroad and I talked to her on the phone yesterday. She is fine there and no one from the police has contacted her at all. That means no one knows about this matter yet.
They are all still safe.
However, Ling Moxuan seemed to be confident. His sharp eyes were staring at her, as if they could pierce her heart like an X-ray.
Zhao Zitong didn't dare to look any further. She narrowed her eyes, softened her tone, and changed the topic.
"Whether she is or not, Mo Xuan, this woman is not a good thing. You'd better stay away from her. A few days ago, my aunt called me to ask about you. Tell me, if she knows that you are with such a person,
What do you think about coming and going?"
Of course, Zhao Zitong didn't really say it to Ling Moxuan to move out of Fang Yun. She knew that Ling Moxuan and Fang Yun had a normal relationship, and she said these words purely for Gu Xiaosan.
She wanted to use these words to open up a level, a different class level. That means that in the slave era, slaves could never marry slave owners.
However, Gu Xiaosan didn't pay too much attention to Zhao Zitong's words. Zhao Zitong felt that her Gu Xiaosan was of a low level, and she, Gu Xiaosan, also felt that his Ling Moxuan's level was not high enough. What would she care about such a purebred perverted man?
joke.
Gu Xiaosan twitched the corners of her lips, snorted, and said nothing. She was too lazy to argue with Zhao Zitong here. She turned around, picked up her clothes from the bed, and walked towards the door without thinking.
"Wait!"
Ling Mexuan's voice came from behind. Gu Xiaosan's scalp was numb with irritation. Damn it, you can't afford to offend me, why don't you just hide away? He still wants to hold on to this bastard, does he really want to see her?
A woman fighting in front of him to satisfy his shameful vanity?
Gu Xiaosan didn't stop, she was really too lazy to talk to Ling Moxuan. But when she put her hand on the door handle, her arm was pulled.
This man was arguing with him in front of his girlfriend. Gu Xiaosan thought he was just trying to aggravate the conflict.
"Ling Moxuan, have you had enough? You want to go crazy, I don't want to play anymore..."
Gu Xiaosan couldn't bear it anymore and blurted out something. Before he could finish speaking, he was startled by something stretched out in front of him.
Colorful and colorful, this is Grandpa Mao. There was a small stack, and several pictures could not be seen clearly. Gu Xiaosan raised his head and looked at Ling Moxuan in confusion.
He looked at her, his expression unmoved, still cold. But those eyes... Gu Xiaosan's heart skipped a beat. There seemed to be traces of warmth hidden in those dark eyes. Did she see it wrong?
?This man will care about her?
"Take it!" He just said two words, and then those pictures of Grandpa Mao slipped into her hand. Gu Xiaosan lowered his head and looked at it. Whoever saw Grandpa Mao in the world was more affectionate than his biological father. But now, Gu Xiaosan's
There was a strange feeling in her heart. The ray of warmth occasionally shown by a man like Ling Moxuan, who was always cold-faced, made her heart palpitate.
She squeezed Grandpa Mao, who was still smelling of him, and her face turned slightly red.
"Thanks."
She said in a low voice and did not refuse. Originally, when she was kidnapped yesterday, she did not go to collect her belongings that were confiscated. Now she is penniless and can't even get a car when she goes out in the cold weather.
If you can't fight, are you asking for trouble? She, Gu Ruoxi, has never been a hypocritical person. So she will not refuse.
She lowered her head and naturally did not see the faint smile on Ling Moxuan's lips. However, Zhao Zitong saw all this.
Her eyebrows tightened and her eyes were stained with blood: "Aren't you going to get out? Are you still thinking that the money you blackmailed is not enough?"
This woman never forgets to slander others. The little touch in Gu Xiaosan's heart was completely destroyed by her. She turned around, opened the door, and left without looking back.
The slight smile on Ling Moxuan's face disappeared the moment the door closed. When he turned to look at Zhao Zitong, he no longer had any expression.
Zhao Zitong stared at the door bitterly, raised his hand and wrapped it around Ling Moxuan's arm, his voice softened.
"Mo Xuan, I told you that this kind of woman is not a good person. Didn't you see that her eyes gleamed when she saw money? You'd better keep less contact with people like them in the future. Otherwise, I'm afraid others will say
Three ways and four.”
She entangled Ling Moxuan and sat on the sofa, leaning half of her body on Ling Moxuan's shoulder.
Ling Mexuan quietly moved to the side, raised his hand and put his wallet on the coffee table.
"Who do you think would make irresponsible remarks?"
He suddenly spoke, and Zhao Zitong was stunned for a moment.
"Me? Mo Xuan, everyone knows that you are my boyfriend. If people see you often with her, of course there will be gossip."
Although Zhao Zitong was dissatisfied with Ling Moxuan's ambiguous attitude, he didn't show it at all on his face.
"Zitong, I think I told you that I don't like others to interfere in my affairs."
Ling Moxuan didn't turn his face, but the coldness came over him without any obstruction. The sweet smile that Zhao Zitong just pulled out instantly froze on his face.
"I didn't interfere, it was just her..." Zhao Zitong became a little anxious.
"I don't have a complicated relationship with her. Don't think too much about it, let alone cause trouble for her."
Ling Moxuan turned around, his eyes sharper than ever before. Zhao Zitong looked at him in shock: "Are you warning me?"
Indeed, the first half of his words sounded like an explanation, but the second half sounded like a warning to her not to mess around. Zhao Zitong stared at Ling Moxuan's face, trying to see something from his subtle expression. It was a pity.
, before she could take a closer look, Ling Moxuan stood up.
"I still have to go to work. You can do it yourself."
This man's words are always so cold. He doesn't seem to care about your presence in his home, but he treats you like nothing. Whether you are happy or angry, it has nothing to do with him. This makes people who have been exposed to the public since childhood
The star-studded Zhao Zitong couldn't bear it anymore.
"Ling Moxuan, why do you always treat me so distantly? I've been with you for so long, can't you still be more attentive to me?"
Zhao Zitong stood up suddenly, and for the first time she got angry in front of the man she liked.
But the big brick she moved was as if it had been dropped into the stagnant water. Young Master Ling didn't even raise his eyes.
"This is the only thing I can do. If you really don't like it..."
He didn't speak. The air was so condensed that it was suffocating. Zhao Zitong stared at him with watery eyes for three seconds, then suddenly covered his face and ran out crying.
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