Chapter 228

When ye Zhenzhen finished, she called gongze in a hurry. If the Jiang family didn't want to take Changhuan away, she went to find gongze. If gongze didn't want to, she would never pay attention to gongze.

"Hello, honey, call me early in the morning. Do you miss me?"

Gongze didn't have a serious voice. Ye Zhen took a deep breath and suppressed his anger: "gongze, I know you are very powerful, so come here and take Changhuan out of here for me."

Ye Zhenzhen's voice was much less soft than usual and had a way of asking for help. But this is not Miyazawa has the final say.

Miyazawa swallowed a mouthful of saliva on the other end of the phone: "that, Zhenzhen, you can't force others to be in trouble, can you? This is the fourth brother's family affair. How dare I intervene?"

Hearing Miyazawa's shirking, song Mianmian's hot temper came, raised his voice and called out: "do you help?"

"No help."

Ye Zhenzhen gas to hang up, she comforted Changhuan: "you don't worry, I will try my best to take you out of here."

When ye Zhenzhen finishes, she leaves the police station. She must find someone to help Chang Huan.

Changhuan is very grateful for what ye Zhenzhen has done to herself. The arrival of Ye Zhenzhen makes her feel better.

Early in the morning, she met Nie Changqing and ye Zhenzhen, who she didn't want to meet. But there was no Jiang shaoxun. Changhuan was lying on the table with her eyes drooping and weak body. The sweetness she once had seemed to go with the wind, but now she was left with bitterness and sadness.

The police sent all the evidence to the Jiang family. Now, it has been confirmed that Nie Changhuan poisoned the Jiang family.

When people in the Jiang family learned the results of the police investigation, they expressed disbelief one after another. Even Zhang wanran repeatedly looked at the evidence.

Jiang Henan hummed coldly: "now I know she can't be trusted."

Zhang wanran didn't say a word. Chang Huan, whom she knew, even put an ant in the grass when she found it in the yard. How could she do such a thing? But the truth was right in front of her, and she didn't know what to do.

Zhang wanran and Jiang Henan went to the hospital. Master Jiang was out of danger. Housekeeper Yin was feeding him something light.

When Zhang wanran and Jiang Henan walk into the ward, they see Jiang shaoxun sitting on one side and song Mianmian beside him. Song Mianmian holds Jiang shaoxun's arm all the time and is unwilling to let it go, just like a Siamese baby.

"Son, this is..."

As soon as Zhang wanran spoke, song Mianmian trembled. Jiang shaoxun reached out and stroked song Mian's back to let her not be afraid: "Mom, I'll talk about it later."

Jiang shaoxun's attitude made people think that Jiang shaoxun knew that it was the poison from Nie Changhuan, so Jiang Henan didn't hide it. He said to Jiang: "Dad, it's found out who poisoned you. It's Nie Changhuan. Nie Changhuan bought the poison and stirred it in the tea. Then he made the tea for you to drink."

Master Jiang drinks white porridge slightly. In fact, when you think about it carefully, Nie Changhuan really wants to poison. Isn't he stupid to death in this way? But master Jiang doesn't stand beside Nie Changhuan this time. Because she is the Shen family, he prefers song Mianmian to stay with Jiang shaoxun and let Nie Changhuan retreat.

He said that even the beggars on the street are better than the Shen family.

Jiang shaoxun didn't know these things at all. When he heard what Jiang Henan said, he immediately stood up from his chair.

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

Jiang shaoxun stood up, song Mianmian also stood up, she has been holding his arm, as if there is a sense of security around him.

Jiang He Nan did not speak, but directly left the evidence to Jiang shaoxun to see, which can be more intuitive.

At first, Jiang shaoxun thought that Changhuan might be picked up by the Shen family, as Jiang Henan said. Until now, he knew that Changhuan had been taken to the police station. He didn't believe that Changhuan would do such a thing. His great anger was scattered everywhere. He strode to the door of the ward, and how fast he walked and song mianmianmian ran.

Master Jiang yelled after him, "stop."

Jiang shaoxun steps a meal, looked back at the old man Jiang: "grandfather."

"Where to?" Mr. Jiang said coldly.

"I'll get Chang Huan back."

Jiang shaoxun said so naturally that he heard it in Song Mianmian's heart. It seemed that there was a sharp knife across it. It was very painful.

She can't help but hold Jiang shaoxun tightly. She almost lost her innocence and committed suicide. Only in this way can she hold his arm. If Nie Changhuan comes back, he will drive her away because of Nie Changhuan's unhappiness.

Song Mianmian lowers her head and turns her eyes. She is trying to find a way.

"Jiang family, no one like Nie Changhuan is allowed." Mr. Jiang said this in a calm voice, but he got angry and panted soon after he woke up.

"Grandfather, I..."

Jiang shaoxun also wants to explain something to Chang Huan. Zhang wanran quickly makes a catchy gesture, asking him not to add fuel to the fire.

Jiang shaoxun promised not to quarrel with his grandfather again before he woke up, so this time he put up with it, but his grandfather's stubborn attitude was there, and how could chang Huan poison his grandfather? It doesn't make sense.

Full of words to explain to Nie Changhuan, they are swallowed by Jiang shaoxun.

When Jiang shaoxun saw that his grandfather was resting, he wanted to go, but before he took two steps, Jiang Henan coughed softly.

Jiang Henan and Jiang Laozi have the same opinion. The Jiang family must not have Nie Changhuan as a young lady with a stain. What's more, Nie Changhuan is still a member of the Shen family, which has become an insurmountable wall.

"Shaoxun, you'd better give her up." Jiang Henan takes a look at Song Mianmian who is holding Jiang shaoxun in his arm and compromises, "just like we talked about before, if song Mianmian gives birth to a child, she can marry into the Jiang family."

It's said that song Mianmian has changed her heart. If she can give birth to a child, it means that she and the Jiang family are still predestined. If she can't give birth to a child, then we'll talk about how to let Jiang shaoxun give up Nie Changhuan.

When song Mianmian heard this, she was very happy. Her hair covered her smile.

"He Nan, go to urge the director. Now that the evidence is complete, close the case for me as soon as possible. Don't be lenient. It's time to sentence everything."

Jiang Zhenhai didn't fall asleep. He said this in an old voice. Jiang shaoxun said in a hurry, "no way."

Although the evidence is complete now, it doesn't rule out that Changhuan was framed, but grandfather's social network has been for decades, and he has a greater right to speak when he is old. If Changhuan's affairs are made big, she is still a celebrity now, no matter whether she will be overthrown in the future or not, and she has no evidence of poisoning, it will become a stain in her life.

Jiang shaoxun didn't want to see such a thing happen.

Jiang shaoxun can think of things, Jiang Laozi can also think of, he said: "want to protect her, you go to the police station to give Nie Changhuan a divorce agreement, I want to see the divorce agreement, and then withdraw the case."

After talking about this big cross talk, Mr. Jiang's breath became unsteady. He closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Since master Jiang said that, Jiang shaoxun's brow has never been stretched.

He sat in the car, regardless of song Mianmian beside him, lit a cigarette, no matter where he went, song Mianmian would not leave him for a step, even if he went to the bathroom, song Mianmian was also waiting at the door, and sometimes he wanted to shout for fear that he would run away.

Divorce agreement, Changhuan's life, Jiang shaoxun is still thinking, he received the news from Song Heng.

Reporter last night in the police station photographed Changhuan was escorted into the police station picture, public relations team under the command of Song Heng is to do something, but far from enough, especially Changhuan this matter, Zhao Chengqin is grinding Song Heng, Song Heng is now in a mess.

Jiang shaoxun saw the news sent by Song Heng and got a general understanding. The reporters dissected it clearly, and the Internet also attacked Nie Changhuan with words.

This PR problem is a bit bad. Jiang shaoxun is calm and asks the driver to go to the police station. He leans back on his seat and his head hurts like a needle.

After arriving at the police station, Jiang shaoxun asked song Mianmian to wait for him in the car, but song Mianmian cried and shook his head: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid."

Jiang shaoxun helpless: "Mianmian, follow me, but to keep a little distance from me, can you promise?"

Song Mianmian shook his head, but under the gaze of Jiang shaoxun, he nodded and said weakly, "can I hold your clothes?"

Her hand holding Jiang shaoxun's sleeve, like a lost child, Jiang shaoxun looks at the place song Mianmian holds and acquiesces.

Song Mianmian cheerfully follows Jiang shaoxun. He still doesn't understand women. Nie Changhuan stayed in this place all night. If she saw him coming, she would be in despair, just as she knew Jiang shaoxun was in despair after he got married.

Changhuan is still in custody, the police asked her what, she said nothing, did not do things, why to admit.

Finally heard the police call out someone to see her words, also heard Jiang shaoxun's name, Changhuan has been a little bit of a wave in his eyes, she stood up from the chair, four brothers finally came to pick her up.

But Changhuan's smile has not yet bloomed to the most open, when he saw song Mianmian holding Jiang shaoxun's sleeve and appearing in front of her like a little daughter-in-law, Changhuan's smile was stiff on her face.

Nie Changqing's video seems to be playing back in front of her eyes all the time. Changhuan sits on the chair in despair. She looks at Jiang shaoxun's eyes full of complaints, unconsciously biting her own lips, biting her own blood, and she doesn't know it.
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