I Became A Hit After My Divorce!

Yan Zimeng didn't stop at all when she heard it, and left the film and television base with her assistant. After getting into the car, her face sank: "Have you dealt with it all?"

"Don't worry, Sister Yan." He Feng started the car. "I'm very careful. Besides, the driver is already dead. There is no evidence of his death. His family doesn't know the transaction between us at all."

Yan Zimeng took a long breath: "But why am I so uneasy in my heart?"

He Feng didn't answer, two people have already died, can you be at ease?

"Where's Han Binglan?" Yan Zimeng suddenly asked again.

"The hospital has blocked the news." He Feng frowned, "I don't know for now."

"Then go check." Yan Zimeng scratched her hair irritably, "I want to know if she is dead."

"Okay." He Feng hurriedly responded.

The car quickly entered the Qing Hua Garden.

"Sister Yan, it's Young Master Yang." He Feng reminded.

Yan Zimeng looked up, and sure enough, there was a person standing at the door of the villa where he lived, it was Yang Jinxuan, who hurriedly adjusted his mood, and took out the mirror to take a look at his face, and then pushed the door and got out of the car: " Brother Jinxuan, why are you here? Didn't you say you were going to the imperial capital to talk about the project?"

Yang Jinxuan hurriedly threw the cigarette butt into the trash can next to him: "As soon as I got back, I called you when I got off the plane, but you didn't answer. The crew said that you were not feeling well, so I'll come and take a look."

"Come in and talk." Yan Zimeng took out the key and opened the door, "Actually, I'm fine, I just didn't sleep well." Then she took out her phone and glanced at it, "The battery is dead, I forgot to charge it, this little He what……"

However, Yang Jinxuan pulled the person over with one hand, held the other's shoulders with both hands, and looked down at her slightly: "Mengmeng, what happened?"

"Brother Jin Xuan, what are you asking?" Yan Zimeng's innocent eyes widened, "Why can't I understand."

"Han Binglan." Yang Jinxuan stared at Yan Zimeng tightly, "Did you do it?"

"Are you questioning me?" Yan Zimeng's face suddenly sank, and she pushed him away, "Why are you questioning me?"

"Mengmeng." Yang Jinxuan's eyes flashed a hint of injury, "You know, I will never hurt you, I just want to know the truth."

"Without the truth, how she is has nothing to do with me."

"real?"

"If you don't believe me, just go." Yan Zimeng kicked off her high heels, turned and walked upstairs.

Yang Jinxuan wrinkled a little every day, but instead of walking, he followed: "Mengmeng, I'm sorry, I didn't want to suspect you, but... The police have now concluded that the incident was not an accident but a murder..."

Yan Zimeng turned back suddenly: "Murder?"

Yang Jinxuan nodded: "I have a classmate at the city bureau. I just had a phone call with him. The other party said that some evidence had been found. I heard that the leader personally led the team to solve the problem. After all, two people died and three were injured. Among them A wounded is still a foreigner, and it might cause international disputes..."

Yan Zimeng's face changed slightly.

"Mengmeng, I think you should trust me..."

"Brother Jin Xuan." Yan Zimeng was a little flustered, she really didn't expect the consequences would be so serious, "I..."

"Mengmeng, don't worry, I will help you anytime."

Yan Zimeng jumped into Yang Jinxuan's arms and cried, "Brother Jinxuan, I don't want to..."