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Chapter 68 Yang Chen's True Heart

In Li Xinghe's dream, he felt someone pulling his arm.

"Ah!" She screamed and stared at her feet as if she was electrocuted. Suddenly she woke up. After kicking her randomly, she crawled and shrank to the corner of the bed.

Mo Bei was suddenly kicked by Li Xinghe with all his strength, right on the chest.

But she was too thin, and apart from making Mo Bei's body tilt, she did not cause any substantial damage.

Li Xinghe was still adjusting to being awake. She touched her face and then wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand.

Soon, she understood the current situation.

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"

"No." Mo Bei replied, "Sorry, I came in without permission. But I called you outside the door and you didn't respond, so I had to wake you up like this."

Li Xinghe had already relaxed, put down his protective arms in front of him, and gently sat down on the bed.

"It's okay, thank you for waking me up." The dream just now was too painful, and she was very grateful to wake up.

At this moment, two people were sitting on the same bed at the same time, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

The two of them were more than one meter apart, and the unique fragrance in the room reminded Mo Bei that this was the boudoir of the woman he liked.

Although he was reluctant to let go, Mo Bei still got up.

"Then go wash your face and go back to sleep. It's still early."

"Yeah." Li Qinghe nodded blankly, then realized and looked at the skylight outside the window, "Ah! It's over, the sky is already so bright! It's already getting late!"

She kicked off the quilt and crawled under the bed. Because she was so anxious, she forgot that she still had wounds on her body and the shoulder that was kicked yesterday. The pain caused her to gasp.

"What's wrong with being so anxious?" Mo Bei looked at her grinning and rolling around.

"It's getting late. From the looks of it, I'm afraid it's past five o'clock. Xiao Zhang might be already waiting."

Only then did Mo Bei remember that it was time for the supermarket to start delivering goods.

Li Xinghe didn't have time to change clothes, so he casually grabbed a coat and put it on his upper body. He turned around and told Mo Bei, "There are uncles and aunts who work part-time for me outside, as well as your employees Xiao Zhang and the others. You can hide in the house for the time being."

Inside, don’t go out that wooden door!”

Mo Bei nodded helplessly and promised, "I will never go out."

Li Xinghe flew out, and Mo Bei looked at her figure flying out of the wooden door. He was worried that this moment would dilute the psychological impact of the nightmare on her.

Although he only slept for three hours, Mo Bei was completely sleepless at this moment.

He returned to the living room, folded the thin blanket on the sofa, and put it away.

When I came to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for them, there were only some vegetables left in the refrigerator, and the buns that had been made in the room had been frozen.

He first cooked the porridge and heated up the frozen leftover steamed buns. Then he took out the vegetables, rolled up his sleeves, and started washing and cutting vegetables, preparing to make stir-fried fresh vegetables to serve with the porridge.

"Mo Bei?" Wang Fang's voice came from the kitchen door.

"Auntie, why are you up too? You've slept too little. Go and take a nap again."

"Well, I woke up at dawn. My child, you didn't leave last night?"

Mo Bei quickly explained, "Yes, Auntie, it was too late last night, so I slept on the sofa." Then he emphasized, "The sofa in the living room."

Wang Fang nodded, "Come on, auntie. You worked hard last night, and auntie hasn't even thanked you properly yet."

Of course Mo Bei refused. What happened last night must have frightened her, "Auntie, you can go lie down for a while, or wash your face and brush your teeth, and just wait for dinner."

Wang Fang couldn't resist him, so she had to go to the kitchen to wash up.

After coming out, I saw Mo Bei busy in the kitchen.

Wang Fang sighed inwardly, this child would definitely not be able to do such work in her own family. With such a good child, I wonder which daughter will be cheaper in the future.

After the meals were prepared, Li Xinghe finally came back from her busy work. Because of what happened last night, she directly put the Fanlian receipt into the space.

After the three of them had breakfast together in silence, Mo Bei saw that the mood of mother and daughter seemed to be okay, so he felt slightly relieved and stood up to leave.

After Mo Bei got into his car, he took out his mobile phone and made a few calls.

"Hey, help me find a construction team that specializes in anti-theft. Reinforce the wooden wall next to the house in Xinghe Farm to ensure that strangers cannot climb in. Change the wooden wall into a security door. Also, expand the path.

Let’s make it so that we can drive directly to the house.”

After communicating, he made another phone call, "Take the meat and seafood that the quality control department recently deemed to be of the best quality, and take a few kilograms of them and send them to the farm next to the storage center."

Then he dialed another number and asked, "What are you doing recently?"

"You kid, you are disturbing your dreams so early in the morning. Tell me, what's going on? Don't bullshit me." The angry voice of the man opposite came from the receiver of his mobile phone.

"Help me check something. A few months ago, there was a backing village in Wanfu Town, which Yunting belongs to. Is there any sexual harassment incident there? Please help me check the specific situation."

After hanging up the phone.

Mo Bei made the last call and said, "I'm a little tired today. I won't go to the company. If you have something important to do, please call me. If you have something important to do, I'll change it to tomorrow."

After putting down the phone, Mo Bei started the car and drove directly back to the large flat-floor apartment in the center of the city.

It's already time to go to work. Everyone at the Fengle District Public Security Bureau has arrived at their jobs one after another.

Yang Chen also arrived at the office.

In the past few days, the first thing Yang Chen did when he went to work every day was to turn on his desktop computer, dial up the Internet, and log in to the system to check the latest police information entered by the police station in his jurisdiction.

This morning, he turned on the computer as usual, entered his account and password, dialed up to access the Internet, and opened the public security system.

There were several police records from last night, and he looked through them one by one.

Then his eyes focused on one of the police reports.

After carefully reading the time, location, the process of calling the police, and the results of the processing, he looked at the person who called the police and said, 'The person who called the police: Mo Bei.'

Yang Chen let out a long sigh, turned off the system, and turned off the computer.

The chassis makes an intermittent buzzing sound, and then the screen goes dark.

Yang Chen's face was reflected on the screen. There was no emotion on his face, and his fingers were tapping rhythmically on the computer table.

Then he got up, picked up his tea cup, and went to make himself a cup of hot tea.

Xinghe, don't blame me. In order to keep you relying on me and to keep you attached to me, I can only let you stay in the darkness.

The hot water continued to flow into his cup until it bubbled out of his cup.

A burning pain on his finger brought Yang Chen back from his thoughts.

He quickly turned off the water valve, put down the cup, walked to the sink nearby, turned on the cold water, and rinsed his newly burned hands.

The police situation he had just seen reappeared in front of his eyes. The victim, Li Xinghe, 20 years old, was injured by Li Fu. One of his kicks hit his shoulder, causing slight scratches.

The other face and left arm were stabbed in multiple places by glass fragments.

Yang Chen looked down at his burned-red fingers.

"Xinghe, let me pay you back."


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