She had a waiter to guide her, so she definitely wasn't leaving, but was being questioned by the Lin family.
What kind of person is she? Or what kind of person is Jun Zhenzhen?
Ning Yunzhao didn't care before.
He was devoted to his studies and had no interest in matters involving men and women. When he was ten years old, he made a vow to establish a career first and then start a family. Therefore, he treated the adoring eyes indifferently.
He heard that someone came with a marriage certificate to him, and he also heard the sisters talking privately about how unbearable the woman with the marriage certificate was, and he also knew that many people in Yangcheng were unhappy with him.
In fact, he was not upset because he didn't care at all.
He is a person, not an object that can be replaced at will. The promises of others have nothing to do with him, even if they are elders.
Because he didn't care, he ignored her and didn't think about her. At that time, she was what his sisters said she was.
But it was definitely not like playing chess under the tree during the Lantern Festival that day.
When the appearance of the woman described by the sisters and the appearance of the woman during the Lantern Festival overlapped in one person, he had no idea what she looked like.
But whether she is weak or not, she is still a woman.
Ning Yunzhao quickly chased after him.
It wasn't because of the woman that he felt pity for her. What made him do this was that maybe the reason why this woman did everything she did was because of the marriage certificate with the Ning family.
Although everyone is said to be responsible for what they do, she is still a child after all.
Jun Zhenzhen and his party had already climbed up the stairs, and Ning Yunzhao caught up and stopped again.
There were five men standing in the corridor on the second floor. They were leaning on the railing and seemed to be doing nothing. One of them was cutting his fingernails.
Ning Yunzhao felt the smell of blood hit his face.
This is of course not because the man cut his nails and cut his flesh, but because he knew the identities of these people.
They are Jinyiwei.
Although there is no flying fish suit or embroidered spring knife to mark his identity, the middle-aged man in the middle with fair skin and a gentle expression like a shopkeeper is recognized by everyone in Yangcheng and even Shanxi.
Jin Shiba, the school captain of Shanxi Jinyiwei Qianhu Station.
Despite his appearance of making money by being friendly, there were not dozens or dozens of officials in Shanxi who died at his hands.
It is better to provoke the king of hell than to go against the factory guards.
If Lu Qianhu in the capital is the great king of hell, then these people in various local guards are the little judges.
Determine whether you will meet the King of Hell.
Why are they here?
Ning Yunzhao's heart sank.
It's not unusual for Jinyun Tower to have Jin Yiwei backing them up, but what's strange is that they appear in this corridor at this moment.
Of course, people from Jinyiwei will not appear alone somewhere without a chance.
It seems that Jin Yiwei is going to intervene.
Although Lin Boss Bo is not a high-ranking official, he is good at maneuvering. The Lin family is a big family in Yangcheng, so it is not surprising that he can make friends with Jin Shiba.
Then this gets tricky.
Ning Yunzhao looked at the girls in front of him. Many people were frightened just by hearing Jin Yiwei's name. If they really saw Jin Yiwei and were stared at, they would be too scared to walk.
The two girls in front actually stopped.
It's Jin Yiwei.
Fang Jinxiu and Jin Chuan also recognized them. Although they were not wearing any obvious clothes, they did not conceal their sinister aura, and there was Jin Shiba as well.
Because he wanted to get involved in the family business, he had to recognize some important people. Fang Jinxiu and the eldest girls had seen Jin Shiba's portrait and the real person's family.
Turns out to be Jin Yiwei?
Did the Lin family actually invite Jin Yiwei?
Jin Chuan's body was trembling slightly, and she regretted not running out and telling the old lady.
What to do now?
Fang Jinxiu also regrets it now.
She wanted Jun Zhenzhen to get into trouble so that her grandmother could no longer protect her and tolerate her. Even if the Fang family lost some face and money, the loss of money and face was nothing. It would be troublesome if she offended Jin Yiwei.
A hand reached out and took her hand, leading her forward.
Fang Jinxiu was stunned for a moment and was pulled forward before she could react.
Miss Jun approached the people leaning on the railing without squinting her eyes and looking calm.
The man who was cutting his nails with his head down was blocking the way in the corridor because he was tall and had long legs.
The waiter who led the way didn't dare to let him give way. The one who was cutting nails was so focused that he didn't notice anything else.
Miss Jun is still walking.
Stop, are you going to step on someone else's legs? Are you going to ask them to give in?
Fang Jinxiu couldn't help shouting in her heart.
Miss Jun did not stop or ask for invitation, she just stepped forward steadily.
Fang Jinxiu and Jin Chuan almost held their breath, and even saw expressions of surprise on the faces of the people leaning on the railing next to them.
One step, two steps, three steps...
The next step is to step on others' feet.
About to step on it.
Stepped on it.
Fang Jinxiu screamed in her heart, watching the hem of Miss Jun's skirt move slightly, and at the moment she stepped down, she retracted her front foot.
Fang Jinxiu was pulled over, her whole body numb.
Why isn't she afraid?
Is it because you are stupid, arrogant, ignorant and fearless that you are not afraid?
The waiter followed behind, with a look of surprise on his face, and even looked a little rude when looking at Miss Jun.
Why aren't you afraid?
Is it because you feel that your father is indeed a good official who served the country and the people, and you are an upright official, so you are not afraid?
When Miss Jun saw their gaze, she stopped and seemed a little surprised, then looked back as if she remembered something.
The few Jinyi guards were still leaning in the corridor and looking at her, their expressions were also a little surprised.
Why aren't you afraid?
Of course she is not afraid, because she is Princess Jiuling, the wife of Lu Yunqi.
There were guards in royal robes who came and went in her home. No matter how vicious they were, they would bow their heads and kneel down to salute her, and they were as docile as lambs.
Everyone knows that Lu Qianhu loves his wife dearly, and if he makes Princess Jiuling unhappy, Lu Qianhu will make your whole family unhappy.
She just got used to not being afraid and forgot how to be afraid.
In this case, let's leave it like that. Pretending to be afraid is meaningless in the eyes of these people.
Miss Jun smiled and continued walking.
Fang Jinxiu only felt that her body was stiff and numb as she was leading her forward, and she felt the sharp gaze behind her.
Several men looked away.
"She's really not afraid," one said seriously, "She's not pretending."
Mr. Jin looked at the girl's back with a strange look on his face and frowned.
The people around him immediately tensed up, waiting for his order to grab the girl and throw her into prison.
They have never been pity people.
"Where have I seen her?" Jin Ye said, frowning in thought.
Where? The people around me were stunned for a moment.
As soon as Mr. Jin finished speaking, someone also said something.
"It's her." A man leaning against the pillar said with a hint of surprise.
Who is it? Everyone looked at him again.
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The people behind her were suddenly surprised. Miss Jun didn't know that she had already entered the room.
Seeing her come in, a man standing in the room immediately turned red.
Mr. Lin is a well-maintained middle-aged man with a broad forehead, short beard, and a dignified appearance that fits the appearance of an official that all emperors like. As the chief registrar of a county, he has maintained the ability to win over both upper and lower levels for many years.
I like the cheerful and approachable appearance.
But at this moment he could not maintain his grace.
"I want an explanation." The forest owner shouted with a red face and a hoarse voice. (To be continued)