Zhou Mei looked at where Lin Ruxiang had been sitting and asked nervously.
"..."
There was a sudden buzz in Zhuo Jian's mind.
The police outside had already opened the door and walked in. They took their mobile phones and called Zhuo Jian's number back.
Zhuo Jian could no longer hear clearly, and suddenly stood up in excitement and ran towards the bathroom.
——
"Where is she?"
"she left."
At the door of the restroom, faced with the questioning of Zhuo Jian who suddenly rushed out, the waiter was stunned because the wheelchair was still with her.
Zhuo Jian felt a pain in his heart and immediately asked: "How long? Where to go?"
"just."
The waiter raised his finger and pointed inside.
Zhuo Jian ran towards where she pointed.
At that time, she couldn't seem to feel any pain in her legs or feet. She just ran hard.
Zhuo Jian didn't believe that he couldn't outrun someone who had undergone two heart transplants.
A woman who was weak and unable to take care of herself just now suddenly left her wheelchair and ran away?
Zhuo Jian's mind was filled with questions, but he ran faster and faster.
Sure enough, Lin Ruxiang planned to leave through the back door, but unfortunately she fell.
Zhuo Jian chased after her, and looked at the woman who suddenly fell to the ground and tried to hold her ankle twice but still couldn't get up. She slowed down and laughed.
Lin Ruxiang's eyes shot towards her like a knife, "You are cruel enough."
Zhuo Jian walked over with a smile, panted and stood in front of her to block the road in front of her. He rested his hands on his hips and looked down at her.
"Am I cruel? A woman who wouldn't even spare a one-year-old baby, a woman who made me sick all over. How dare you call me cruel?"
After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, she chuckled, raised her hand and looked at the policeman who had followed him. She looked at Lin Ruxiang coldly, "You don't look like someone who has had two heart transplants at all. I wish you good luck, Lin Ruxiang.
"
She walked towards the police. Two police officers stood in front of her, looking at the woman who was still on the ground. The woman looked really thin and vulnerable, even a bit malnourished. The two of them
Looking at Lin Ruxiang questioningly, one of them asked Zhuo Jian: "Is this the woman who Mrs. Fu said threw the child into the sea?"
"That's her. The dead child is the child of Dean Zhao Zhongcheng's wife. You can immediately ask Mrs. Zhao for confirmation."
The police had heard about the eldest daughter of the Lin family throwing children, so they nodded and walked forward.
Lin Ruxiang stood up insistently, gritted her teeth and looked at Zhuo Jian, "Zhuo Jian, we will meet again."
Zhuo Jian turned to look at her, with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were extremely cold as he looked at Lin Ruxiang, "Mr. Police, thank you for your hard work."
It was getting late. The policeman nodded to Zhuo Jian and looked at Lin Ruxiang, mockingly saying: "Please, Miss Lin."
"Ruxiang..."
Zhou Mei finally chased her out.
Zhuo Jian glanced coldly, and then was attracted by the figure behind her.
Yes, Fu Yanye came out too.
Moreover, he seemed to be out for a while.
He didn't know how long he stood there before he walked towards her when she discovered him.
Zhuo Jian gradually saw him clearly. Fu Yanye didn't rush to look at her. He walked to her and looked at the leaving police car. It wasn't until the police car disappeared that he lowered his head and faced Zhuo Jian.
See.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, "You came out early?"
"I'm afraid you'll get hurt."
Fu Yanye made a faint sound.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, then walked in the other direction after a few seconds, saying: "Go home."
Fu Yanye lowered his head, his dark eyes dark until they were covered by his long black eyelashes.
Soon after, he caught up with her and got into an elevator with her again.
Zhuo Jian was always angry, so Fu Yanye kept watching.
After arriving home, Fu Yanye walked in front, and the waiters hurriedly opened the door for her and made a gesture of invitation.
Zhuo Jian raised his head and glared at him, then turned and walked in.
Chengcheng and the others were playing on the carpet outside the window. When they heard the footsteps, they knew they were back, so they got up and ran towards them.
But Zhuo Jian didn't stop.
Chengcheng was stunned, standing blankly on the side watching their baby mother striding upstairs. He could only look at his father behind him.