Chapter 1245: Li Zhiwei Was Dead (1) Moreover, Liu Jin did handle a few good cases after he came!

Liu Jin usually dressed himself to look like an ordinary staff member without the slightest hint of authority.

She never expected any of this. Tonight, she saw Liu Jin, who was the opposite of what she had seen during the day.

Ye Tianxin poked her head out of Li Qingcang’s arms and looked at Liu Jin. “Mr. Liu, I hope you can publicly acknowledge the gray trade between you and the Lins,” she said, beaming with naivety.

Liu Jin looked at Ye Tianxin’s face. An idea flashed through his mind that had nothing to do with the scene.

Why was she so pretty?

She had a sort of childlike innocence whenever she spoke.

“Young Master Li, please let Sufen go. She’s had a hard life with me...”

“What do we care?”

Ye Tianxin frowned. Liu Jin was not sick, was he?

Sufen’s suffering was his own fault, wasn’t it?

Why did Brother Li let her go?

Didn’t he know that if his wife knew that her husband had such a relationship with Sufen, she would be the first to kill her?

“Nian Yufeng, I need to see your immediate superior.”

Nian Yufeng reported the incident about Liu Jin. When Nian Yufeng’s superior spotted a military vehicle downstairs, he specifically called his boss.

“Young Master Li.”

The man climbed upstairs panting. When he saw Young Master Li, his eyes went dark.

Didn’t he repeatedly tell the propaganda department to take good care of Miss Ye?

Why didn’t anyone tell him that Li Qingcang, the living King of Hell, came here?

“I hope you can handle the legal matters regarding the case about Liu Jin according to the law. I mean, they’re nothing more than a few flies. Do you need me to bring a fly swatter from the Imperial Capital?”

“No, we don’t.”

Li Qingcang nodded. He held Ye Tianxin and left quietly.

The man glanced at Nian Yufeng and said, “Aren’t you going to follow them?”

Liu Jin was arrested. Li Zhiwei, who was far away in the Imperial Capital, knew it immediately. She even knew it earlier than Mrs. Liu.

As Li Zhiwei looked at this house where she had lived for decades, her heart was full of loss and unwillingness.

The Lis.

It was defeated.

No. Perhaps in the eyes of others, the Lis were now a sham.

However, she would make a comeback soon.

Li Zhiwei returned to the room. Looking at herself in the mirror, she reached out to gently stroke her face.

She put on makeup seriously for herself.

She changed her clothes again. Then she stood in front of the mirror gracefully and turned around.

She permed her hair, especially for the new year.

Her fingernails were also specially painted a festive red for the New Year.

She came to Qie Wang’s room with a thermos in her hand.

Now that Qie Wang had gotten divorced, he was extremely vulnerable. It was as if his soul had been taken from him.

He worked during the day and slept in the lounge of the Dean’s office at night.

His home was now like a living tomb to him.

“Knock, knock.”

Li Zhiwei stood at the door and knocked.

Xie Wang was drunk. When he heard the knock on the door, he stood up and opened the door. Seeing Li Zhiwei’s exquisite face, he was stunned.

“Why are you here?”

Li Zhiwei sidled into the office and opened the thermos.

She put the dumplings she had brought on the coffee table.

“Brother Wang, my dad and I are leaving tomorrow on a plane.”