Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 28 The Hypocritical Little Devil
"Miss Jiang, how did Aiden die?" Compared to the indifferent Zeng Wan, Shen Lu acted more like a wife should react.

"Sorry, this won't be confirmed until after the autopsy."

"Then what are you still doing here?! Why don't you go back and do the autopsy!" Zeng Wan's attitude was very bad. When she was talking, her nails scratched on her sleeves, as if she liked to destroy things. Stuff is fine too, and faces are better if you have nothing else at hand to destroy.

Jiang Yimian glanced at her, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

For a woman like Wan Zeng, she has everything that other women aspire to have and are lucky to have, except she has no brains.

"Aren't you delaying time on purpose, to make people feel that this is a very complicated case?" Zeng Wan said sarcasticly, without any sadness that should be felt after her husband's death, "Oh! I almost forgot You are the police, everything is complicated, right, the case is too simple, it is a very shameful thing in itself."

Jiang Yimian: "..."

She would never admit that she was a fan of such a 2B star before.

Thought he was making witty remarks, but in fact he was only hurting others.

"Check it out slowly, I'm leaving." Zeng Wan twisted her plump buttocks and walked up the stairs.

Her voice is relaxed and cheerful, giving the impression that she is always ready to go out and enjoy the evening.

The fact is, however, that she had just become a widow a few hours earlier.

"Where are you going?" one of the officers asked.

"Of course I'm going to the hotel." She looked like the other party asked a very idiotic question, "Would you like to live in a place where people have died?"

Stepping up to a step, Zeng Wan didn't know why she didn't stand still, and she suddenly tilted to the side. Fortunately, Jiang Yimian gave her a hand in time to prevent her from falling down.

But who would have thought that the moment she stood still, she swung Jiang Yimian's hand away with a "snap", which was very ear-piercing.

"Don't touch me with your hands that have touched dead people!" Zeng Wan's reaction was very intense, as if Jiang Yimian's hands were stained with venom, "Disgusting!"

"Zeng Wan!"

Shen Lu wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

Jiang Yimian lowered her eyes to look at the back of her red hand, her bright eyes no longer smiled, and there was a cunning and naughty flash in the depths of her eyes.

She opened her lips, her voice was crisp and pleasant, but what she said was not the case, "Someone has to clean the septic tank. Speaking of which, it's a clean and worry-free job. If one day My job makes me feel dirty and I will definitely think of you and that will inspire me."

"You!" Zeng Wan turned livid with anger, "You have never been slapped before, have you?"

"I've never been slapped by someone with your physique before." After speaking, Jiang Yimian glanced up and down pointingly at her, so angry that the other party lost his mind on the spot.

Zeng Wan swung her arms round, as if intending to teach Jiang Yimian a lesson.

With her physique, this slap would definitely swell Jiang Yimian's face.

Liang Qiu watched from the side, wishing he could go up and kick this "crazy old lady".

Dare to bully his apprentice!

Liang Qiu originally wanted to stop him, but unfortunately he was too clumsy and had an arm injury, so he moved a beat slower, watching Zeng Wan's hand slap Jiang Yimian with a strong "palm wind".

With a "snap", Jiang Yimian firmly grasped Zeng Wan's sensual wrist.

"Ah... I forgot, Ms. Zeng doesn't like me touching dead people's hands..." Although Jiang Yimian was smiling, it was the kind of smile that was forgotten by her lips before it reached the corner of her eyes, like a hypocrite "But what I want to tell Ms. Zeng is that this world is always like this, not everyone will care whether you like it or not."

"Let go!" Zeng Wan stared at her and struggled vigorously.

"Of course I will let go. After all, I don't like to touch a living person who is worse than a dead person." Slowly loosening fingers one by one, Jiang Yimian said slowly, "But before letting go completely, I want to remind Zeng Think carefully, miss, if you slap me, I will sue you for assaulting the police."

"Miss Jiang..." Shen Lu stepped forward, begging beyond words.

"With all due respect, in the case of your husband's death, if it turns out that he died of homicide, then you are the number one suspect, and you don't want to get involved in another case without ending one case."

Jiang Yimian's words were true and false, and the experts knew she was bluffing people, but Zeng Wan, a layman, was bluffed by her.

She let go of her hand with a smile, and the confident smile on her face hurt Zeng Wan's eyes.

Seeing that the other party was so angry, Miss Jiang smiled even more happily.

She wasn't afraid of fighting or anything.

Ever since she was a child, she has always been the only one who bullies others. How can it be someone else's turn to shit on her neck!
After flicking her hands, Jiang Yimian took a tissue from the coffee table with a bright smile on her face and slowly inserted her hands. She wiped it very carefully, without missing even between her fingers, as if she touched something filthy just now .

Zeng Wan was so angry that she almost exploded on the spot, but because of what Jiang Yimian said just now, she had to work hard to suppress her anger.

Shaking off Shen Lu's hand, she went upstairs angrily, not caring about the latter's pregnancy at all.

Jiang Yimian helped Shen Lu, she smiled gratefully at her, but there was a trace of bitterness in her eyes.

It seems that not everyone can be a manager...

Helping Shen Lu to sit on the sofa, Jiang Yimian glanced casually, her eyes slightly focused.

The sun was shining on the white carpet, and she seemed to vaguely see two parallel grooves heading towards the door, which looked like the traces of heels. She guessed that the person who did this did not use less effort, because a dead person is more powerful than a dead person. A broken heart is much heavier.

"Xiao Mian." Liang Qiu stood beside the carpet, his short legs were shaking slightly, and his toes were tapping the carpet under his feet irregularly, as if it was just his usual action when he was bored.

"Come on."

In response, Jiang Yimian walked towards him quickly, the master and apprentice looked at each other, everything was kept silent.

Obviously, Liang Qiu also noticed the drag marks on the carpet.

Pretending to be fiddling with the phone, Jiang Yimian secretly took two photos, and when she put the phone back in her pocket, she accidentally discovered that Dr. Colby was keeping the same movements as her.

It seems...

He also noticed.

They didn't tell each other, and kept silent tacitly.

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　　【small theater】

　　Fourth Young Master Feng: My wife is being bullied!

　　Su Fu: Four...Four Young Masters...Not really...

　　Fourth Young Master Feng: I won't listen!I do not care!She can't do it if she thinks about it!Offer her up for me!
　　Su Fu: But... Miss Jiang is so rigid, she didn't give us room to play...

　　Fourth Young Master Feng: Add some drama!Add drama!Ma Liuer add drama to me!
　　Daqi: ...

　　Seeing the iron bump on the temple, Daqi silently rushed to the draft and added the scene o(╥﹏╥)o
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(End of this chapter)