Chapter: 1801

"However, you don't have to thank me too much. It is clearly written in the contract that it is my duty to help you." After leaving the words, Qin Yinze walked past her.

Ji Rou gritted her teeth. This man is too bad at talking. She wanted to say a few words to thank him, but now it seems unnecessary.

"Miss Ji, are you still leaving? Do you want the police to take you back for tea later?" Suddenly, his voice came.

Only then did Ji Rou remember that there was another bloody case in the office. Although Ji Chendong was not fatal, he was shot and the police came. Seeing her here, she couldn't tell even if she had ten mouths.

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door exit.

The police have already blocked the road, and Ji Rou is really in a dilemma. Just when she didn't know how to go, Qin Yinze's voice came from behind: "Miss Ji, how did you live until today?"

Before, he thought she was a very smart girl, who knew practical things, and knew how to advance and retreat, but today it seems that she is not the same thing.

Ji Rou glared at Qin Yinze angrily: "like you, of course I lived to this day by eating whole grains."

Qin Yinze hooked his lips slightly: "eat whole grains? I thought you grew up eating paste, and your mind is full of paste. "

Ji Rou gritted her teeth angrily: "Qin Yinze, what do you mean?"

Qin Yinze chuckled: "can't you hear that I'm saying you're stupid?"

Ji Rou was so angry that she was about to blow up: "Qin, don't think that your surname is Qin. Let me tell you, if you didn't rely on having a great father, neither of us would be full of blood Not sure yet."

The father Jirou said naturally refers to the "Mr. Qin" in the legend of Minluo City, but it is not the same thing in Qin Yinze's ears.

Three years ago, he left the Qin family to start his own business, just to prove himself, to let that person know that he, Qin Yinze, can build his own world with his own ability.

But he also understands that his growth and success are inseparable from the Qin family anyway, because without the cultivation of the Qin family, there would never be the current Qin Yinze.

Jirou was a little guilty when he saw him, and murmured: "I was relying on my father to show off my might, so did people say it?"

Qin Yinze's face sank, and he strode forward.

"This man is real. Only Zhou Gong is allowed to set fire, and the people are not allowed to light lamps." No matter how dissatisfied Ji Rou is with him, she can only follow him closely.

Now the gate is blocked by the police. If she doesn't follow Qin Yinze, she really doesn't know how to get out.

But after walking a few steps, Ji Rou thought of something again. The police should come because of Ji Chendong's murder, not because Ji Chendong was shot.

As the victim's daughter, she should cooperate with the police in investigating the case, and try to catch Ji Chendong, a scumbag, and shoot him as soon as possible.

"Jirou, I hope you don't forget your identity."

Qin Yinze's cold voice mixed with anger suddenly reached Ji Rou's ears again. She looked up and saw Qin Yinze staring at her indifferently.

How could she forget that she was bought by his father with money, and she signed a contract with him, and now she is a person without personal freedom.

PARKING LOT.

Qin Yinze is sitting in the car, but Ji Rou is reluctant to get in the car. She looks left and right, waiting for the best time to escape.

Qin Yinze sat in the back seat of the car calmly. He didn't let Jirou get in the car, nor did he mean to let the driver drive first.

The two of them stalemate for a long time, and finally Ji Rou couldn't hold her breath anymore. She leaned against the car door and said dog-leggedly: "Mr. Qin, I know we signed the contract, but now I still have important things to do , I can't go back with you."

Qin Yinze raised his legs, looked ahead, and said coldly: "you have something important to do? Do you want the police to take you back? Or let Ji Chendong accuse you of illegal use of guns?"