Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 489: The Vegetarian Reporter’s Three Aces (3)

The incident that occurred at the official-business exchange meeting did not spread.

But in the week that followed, six large factories, including Xia's, were successively exposed for safety issues.

A one-stop service including interviews, rectification and suspension of business.

Outsiders don't know the inside story, but guests who attended the exchange meeting are talking about it.

After all, from the surface, the Xia family had nothing to do with Huo Yile being bullied.

For Father Xia, this week was a near-death experience several times.

First, he was held accountable for not even noticing Qi Yi, then he was told that the mastermind behind the attack on Huo Yile was his daughter Xia Pingwan, and finally, the Xia family's most profitable ore factory was forced to close.

Father Xia couldn't understand.

In his opinion, Xiaowan has always been very well behaved and it is impossible for her to instruct others to force Huo Yile to drink.

The fact is that all five people gave out Xiaowan's name.

Mother Xia walked into the study and angrily asked, "How many days are you going to lock Xiaowan up? What on earth did she do wrong?"

This is already the fourth day.

I won't say anything.

The daughter went on a hunger strike and wanted to come out of the bedroom.

Father Xia took a quick look and continued to sort out the reports from other factories.

"What do you know? Locking Xiaowan up is for her own good. If nothing happens to her, it will be a big problem."

Seeing that he was indifferent, Xia's mother was so angry that she swept the documents on the table to the ground.

Father Xia was angry: "What are you doing!"

He frowned and glared at Xia's mother impatiently: "Xiao Wan instructed a few people to force Huo Yile to drink on the day of the official-business exchange meeting. If I don't lock her up for show, and let her wander around outside, will Huo Tingchuan let her go?"

Mother Xia stood there in a daze.

She never imagined that something so big would happen.

She asked cautiously: "Our ore factory was also opened because of Xiaowan..."

Father Xia didn't say anything, but just hit his forehead in annoyance.

Just now.

The servant of the house rushed in hurriedly.

"Master and Madam, something bad happened. The young lady ran away while I was delivering food just now."

"Di Di-"

The sound of a car horn was heard outside the window.

Father Xia stood up and looked out the window at the car that was gradually moving away.

He was so angry that he couldn't speak. "Look at your spoiled daughter! I told you a long time ago: you can spoil her, but there are some things that cannot be done without principles."

Mother Xia bit her lower lip.

"I'll go get Xiaowan back right now."

"The Xia family can't afford to lose this person."

Father Xia turned around angrily.

"You should persuade her more and stop doing such irresponsible things."

If you are going to do it, you have to do it thoroughly so that no one can find fault with it.

A car was speeding through the street.

The Bichon Frise sitting in the passenger seat looked at Xia Pingwan suspiciously.

"Can you drive?"

Xia Pingwan smiled confidently: "I have played a lot of games."

She gripped the steering wheel tightly.

They can't bear any psychological pressure.

I asked him two questions and he answered them all!

Ah.

The key to this matter is Song Yuesheng.

Why are you making trouble for no reason?

All the good plans were ruined!

She was also imprisoned for four days!

"Hey, hey, hey, look at the road. There's a big cart loaded with wood ahead."

Hearing the sound of the Bichon Frise, Xia Pingwan slammed on the brakes.

however.

The tires started to slip.

"Click."

The car windows were shattered by wood.

Glass shattered all over the floor.

Passersby on the street couldn't help but exclaim when they saw this scene.

They ran to each other and called an ambulance.

not far away.

Song Yuesheng was panting and holding onto the wall.

She held the note in her hand.

The contents of the note came true.

So it was Xia Pingwan in that car?

But who slipped the note?

Song Yuesheng unfolded the note again and looked carefully for clues.

This word...

next moment.

The scene in front of me suddenly changed.

The lumber truck is still the same lumber truck.

The car that was hit disappeared.

The note in his hand also disappeared.

suddenly.

She saw Xia Pingwan with blood all over her face.

Song Yuesheng took out a mask from his pocket and put it on, then walked to the nearby flower shop as if nothing had happened.

The words on the note were in the same handwriting as hers.

If the driver was Xia Pingwan, everything would make sense.

Song Yuesheng bought flowers and borrowed paper and pen from the flower shop to write the same reminder.

She kept an eye on Xia Pingwan's movements.

Someone advised Xia Pingwan to go to the hospital, but she asked who the driver of the timber truck was.

When the driver came over, she was heading this way as she was going to Osia University to find an interviewer.

In order to maintain history, Song Yuesheng tied his coat around his waist, threw the bouquet in his hand at "Song Yuesheng" according to the scene in his memory, and stuffed the note into "Song Yuesheng's" pocket.

She then fled along the same route as the previous pursuit.

Song Yuesheng doesn't think that the two selves in the same time and space will meet.

The past and the future are two different concepts.

Just as she ran into the alley, she returned to normal time.

The lumber truck disappeared.

The black car was parked on the side of the road intact.

The pedestrians who had seen the accident and were running around looking for a phone were also not there.

Everybody is normal.

It's as if there was no such thing as a car accident.

"call--"

Cars sped past.

The car window is ajar.

There was no blood or wound on Xia Pingwan's face.

Song Yuesheng lowered his eyes.

The "future" of car accidents has changed.

Perhaps because she was forced to travel through time, she still has memories of the car accident and the note.

Tsk.

This skill is really useful.

……

The heroine's path to entering the military and political circles has been cut off by more than half.

The next step is to find Scully.

Song Yuesheng thought about it seriously.

Sudden.

She turned back alertly, raised her foot, and kicked towards the source of danger.

Qi Yi smiled with his eyes curved: "Little mute, I didn't find someone to kill you immediately, so I let you live for so many more days. Is this how you repay me?"

Song Yuesheng was speechless.

He and his adjutant named Yu Hanhai raided her every day.

I wanted to sneak attack her ten times a day.

If she hadn't been extremely vigilant, she would have been caught long ago.

She really admired Qi Yi.

Was the injury really that important back then?

I have been in Sangcheng for more than ten days, but I haven’t returned to Yizhou yet.

His subordinates had clearly let this "mute girl" go, but he had to silence her.

If that weren't the case, she wouldn't have shot him.

Song Yuesheng saw a shadow in the distance.

Think for a moment.

She looked at him seriously: "Since you keep saying that I owe you a debt, then..."

She pulled the holster from her leg.

Loaded.

Aim over your right shoulder.

boom!

This place is remote.

Gunshots fell.

Startled a flock of birds.

Qi Yi's pupils trembled slightly.

soon.

He adjusted his thoughts and walked towards her step by step.

"I never said that my shoulder was injured. You gave yourself away, you little mute."

Song Yuesheng put down the gun.

His right shoulder drooped limply, blood oozing from the muzzle of the gun.

Her face and lips turned pale from the pain, but she still forced a smile.

"I'm a journalist and my dominant hand is my right. It's difficult to write after my shoulder injury."

"Using my ability to earn a living to repay the "debt" you keep talking about... that's enough."

Qi Yi looked at her: "Little mute. There is no way you can get even with each other."

Song Yuesheng's lips curled up slightly.

She endured the pain and slowly raised her left arm.

Then, aim towards Qi Yi's right shoulder.

Qi Yi chuckled: "The sad story is useless, so you're going to silence them instead?"

Song Yuesheng ignored him and pulled the trigger.

Qi Yi dodged to the side.

Immediately afterwards, white smoke spread in front of Song Yuesheng's eyes.

boom!

"what!"

Qi Yi turned around swiftly.

But I saw three or five men with guns standing not far away.

One of them fell to the ground.

Qi Yi swiftly took out his pistol and attacked them.

After dealing with them, Qi Yi looked at the woman lying on the ground with a complicated expression.

The bloody hole on the right shoulder has turned red.

The bullet that had been fired from her shoulder was long gone.

A moment of silence.

Qi Yi picked her up from the ground.

At that moment, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Too light.