Good Evening, Mr President! - Chapter 1723

It’s a lawyer.

After long Xi’er returned to the prison, she began to hit the wall with her head until her head was broken and blood flow attracted the prison’s attention and was rushed to the hospital.

Long Qingru feels like he’s falling into the ice

At the same time, Lin Hanxing, who just hung up the phone, pulled his lips and came down from the car. As night fell, Yulong mountain was quiet.

“You wait for me in the car.”

Lin Hanxing said to Bai Xi in the car.

Make today such a big movement, lead to such a big uproar, even if grandfather did not take the initiative to ask, Lin Hanxing should also give him an account.

The attendant waited at the door as if he had known she would come.

“Old Yan is already in it.”

When Lin Hanxing passed by, he lowered his voice.

Lin Hanxing did not stop at the foot, and continued to walk inside. The last light of the skyline was behind her, and the door was closed and dim, just like the way she had come.

The door of the western style building was opened from the inside.

The room was quiet except for the sound of the clock on the wall.

Old dragon and old Yan are sitting on the sofa. Hearing the noise coming from the door, they both look up at her.

“Here you are at last.”

Old dragon’s voice was hoarse and could not hear any emotion.

Lin Hanxing smiles and sits down on the sofa opposite to long Lao. Without today’s strategy in the identification center, Lin Hanxing is as clever as an ordinary child in front of the elderly.

“I know you’re waiting for an explanation, grandfather.”

Today, in the identification center, even if things turn around one after another, Mr. long doesn’t mean to stop or even blow the reporter out. Instead, she lets her go to the end, even though she knows that the result of doing so will push the long family to the top of the storm.

Long Lao didn’t speak. He just looked at her.

There is no cover and avoidance between the old and the young, so they face each other frankly.

“You know what happened today.”

Old dragon looks at old Yan.

When he was in the identification center today, he often felt too calm, like he already knew what would happen today.

“I do know.”

Even if the girl did not tell him the specific arrangements, but with Yan Lao’s understanding of what she did in Jiangcheng, she already knew that she could not avoid a bloodbath on that day.

“What are you two hiding from me?”

Long Lao’s face was gloomy for a moment, and his hand that had fallen on the armrest of the sofa was clenched tightly.

“What’s your revenge like?”

From Lin Hanxing’s return with the remaining three songs of the Chinese Zodiac to today’s series of actions, long Laoxin has already guessed, but he wants to hear Lin Hanxing say it to himself.

Old Yan subconsciously looks at Lin Hanxing, who has no expression on his delicate face and doesn’t speak immediately. For a moment, the living room is as quiet as death. Only the clock on the wall rings.

“It’s a long story. Is grandfather patient to hear it all the time?”

Lin Hanxing finally spoke.

Her voice is light, there is no waves, listen to in old Yan’s ears but feel distressed, remember when I first met in Jiangcheng, at that time she was still full of anger, but in the face of their own generous, not humble, education is excellent.

At the beginning of the meeting, Yan Hanxing had a deep impression on the two people.

“You said

The back of his hand is green.

“I’ll start 18 years ago…”