It was a deep night, and the man's voice was low and gentle, but like a warm wind, it gently blew through the heart and warmed the heart.
Neither An Jingxing nor Tang Qianrong expected that before Tang Qianrong could take action regarding An Jinmu, An Jinmu was no longer alive.
Early the next morning, An Jingxing was awakened by a rapid knock on the door. Since they returned to Bicheng, no one else knew where they lived except the somewhat stupid new secretary. An Jingxing
It was already late when Jing Xing and Tang Qianrong came back last night, and Le Zhen and Le Zhu were already asleep.
She said hello to Mrs. Lin, and seeing that Mrs. Lin was a little tired, they went back to their rooms to sleep.
If it weren't for the fierce knock on the door early in the morning, she wouldn't have woken up so early. Tang Qianrong hadn't gotten up yet. When he heard the knock on the door, he sat up from the bed, took a pajamas and put it on
, let An Jingxing continue to lie down.
Mrs. Lin should have already opened the door. The knocking outside stopped, but soon the sound of hurried footsteps came in from the door, and the nervous and uncontrollable voice of the little secretary came from the living room, even from across the room.
Even from such a distance, I can hear clearly.
"Sister-in-law Lin, where is Mr. Tang? Sorry, the eldest lady of the An family died last night. I don't know whether it was suicide or homicide yet, but...it's been widely spread outside that it was Miss An who killed the eldest daughter of the An family.
Miss, the newspapers made headlines today. It is said that the police will come to take Miss An to the police station to assist in the investigation. There were many calls from newspapers early this morning. I couldn’t even call Mr. Tang.
Are Mr. Tang and the others up? Sister-in-law Lin, go and call Mr. Tang and the others!"
The little secretary's voice was panicked, but An Jingxing heard it clearly. When she heard that An Jinmu was dead, her head buzzed for a while, and then she thought, this is fake, right? Like An Jin
How could a shameless woman like Mu die?
Even though he was an enemy whom he hated deeply, An Jingxing still couldn't be indifferent to such news. When Tang Qianrong saw the expression on her face, his eyebrows knitted together. He put on his pajamas and reached out to shake her hand.
, and said: "You wait in the room, I'll go see what's going on first."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
She knew that Tang Qianrong did this in the hope of controlling the situation within a controllable range so that he could better protect her.
Hearing the little secretary become silent a little bit, and then seemed to follow Tang Qianrong to the study room aside, An Jingxing was not sleepy at all.
An Jinmu is dead.
This... what on earth is going on?
After tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep, An Jingxing simply got up, washed and changed his clothes, then picked up his mobile phone and logged into the Internet directly. The Internet is indeed the most convenient way to obtain information in the new century, and An Jia is considered a prominent figure in Bicheng.
Well, today's headline news on Bicheng's information network is that the wealthy lady of the An family died mysteriously. The police have taken the murder as the starting point and started a targeted investigation.
An Jingxing's palms couldn't help but break out in cold sweat. She couldn't help but think of An Jinmu's ashen face outside the bathroom door last night...
