When he saw them, Zhan Bei felt dazed. After all, how could the dead people appear in front of him alive? He rubbed his eyes and confirmed it again. Unexpectedly, it was Jiang Yuanyuan. When he thought that Jiang Shiwei was sad for her parents, Zhan Bei rushed out of the car like the wind: "Mr. Jiang!"

Jiang Yuanyuan quarreled with the Sanskrit song after a word. Of course, Jiang Yuanyuan mostly let the Sanskrit song at this time, but he didn't expect that when the two were quarreling, he suddenly heard someone calling him, and he couldn't help raising his head.

But when he saw that the other party was Nan tingliao's assistant, he looked gloomy again: "what's the matter with Mr. Zhan?"

"We all thought you were dead, but we didn't expect you to be alive..." Zhan Bei was excited and incoherent, and wanted to touch his arm to see if it was true.

Jiang Yuan looked at the movement of his hair hands and feet, and couldn't help waving away his hand: "you're dead."

Zhan Bei: "

He may not have made it clear. After all, normal people who are willing to hear the news of their death from others, but the Sanskrit song on one side unexpectedly asked, "Jiang Yuanyuan, who is this?"

Hearing the voice of the Sanskrit song, Jiang Yuan quickly explained for her: "this is the man of Nan tingliao who lost our daughter, Zhan Bei."

Although he didn't know what was going on between Jiang Shiwei and Nan tingliao, his father had the same heart in the world. Even if Nan tingliao was wrong, he thought his daughter was right.

"There's nothing to say to him, let's go." the Sanskrit song knows that Jiang Shiwei had a marriage. After listening to Jiang Yuanyuan's explanation, I don't want to be involved with such people.

"Ms. fan, don't go. I have something urgent for you. Something happened slightly!" looking at the two people preparing to leave, Zhanbei had to use his mace.

Sure enough, as soon as the Sanskrit heard the news that Jiang Shiwei had something to do, it immediately paused: "what's the matter? What's the matter with Wei Wei? How could something happen to her?"

Looking at her anxious expression, Zhan beixindao did the right move. The Sanskrit song did remember his daughter, but he seemed to hear that the Sanskrit song lost memory, but it didn't look like the master of amnesia. He thought and slowly said: "It's like this. After your car accident that day, Miss Jiang has been looking for someone to salvage it, but the official statement is that life and death are unknown, so we all think you two... Have lost a lot of weight because of looking for you. In addition, at present... Forget it, you'd better go to the hospital."

"Weiwei, what's the matter?" the Sanskrit song can't speak at the same time as in the past since she recovered her memory. Jiang Shiwei is also her sweetheart, so how can she hear that her child has nothing to do when she has something to do, so she asked anxiously when she heard this sentence.

One side of Jiang Yuan also looked at him anxiously: "yes, you quickly talk about what's going on."

"I think you two are dusty. You'd better go back and have a rest first. It's not urgent." Zhan Bei thought about it. They may not be able to help with Jiang Shiwei. It's urgent to send them back to have a rest. Look at the dark circles under their eyes. I don't know how long they haven't had a good sleep.

Although he thought so, but the other party didn't appreciate it. The Sanskrit song was as domineering as ever: "hurry up, we don't need to rest. I just want to know how my daughter is?"

Hearing this sentence, Zhan Bei accidentally glanced at her. It didn't mean that the Sanskrit lost her memory. It doesn't look like the master of amnesia. Did the car accident remind her of something?

After a pause, he quickly and honestly explained the story. Unexpectedly, after listening to the Sanskrit song, his teeth made a noise: "this bitch, I let her go. Does she really think I'm a soft persimmon to be kneaded? I won't stop until I send her to prison this time!"

"Ms. fan, do you have evidence?" look at this tone, the hatred with Li Lin is definitely not light.

The Sanskrit song gave a domineering smile: "it's absolutely no problem to let her stay in prison for more than ten years."

Zhan Bei almost shook her hand excitedly: "great, Mr. Nan is worried that she can't be convicted. It's too timely for you to come back, Ms. fan. Shall we go to the hospital or the police station first?"

"Nonsense, of course I went to the police station!" the Sanskrit said angrily.

Zhan Bei repeatedly said, "OK, OK, OK, I'll send you to the police station now. You get on the bus first."

When Jiang Yuanyuan was getting ready to get on the bus, he saw the tired side face of the Sanskrit song. They were not in good health. They were tired all the way. They finally returned to Jiangcheng and went to the police station. Would it be a little too anxious: "song, why don't I take you back to rest first?"

"My daughter has an accident. What's the rest? Hurry to the police station." the Sanskrit didn't take into account so much. It's urgent to punish Li Lin's cheap woman. She dared to hurt her daughter. She wanted to make her go to the police station this time, so she decided.

"But..."

Seeing that Jiang Yuan hadn't got on the bus, the Sanskrit couldn't help looking back and frowning at him: "don't you want to go?"

"I'm not. I'm just worried about you."

"If you don't want to go, I can go alone." when the Sanskrit finished, I was ready to pull up the door. Seeing this, Jiang Yuan also hardened his head and got on the car: "I don't want to go, but you're not in good health. I'm afraid you can't afford to be so tired."

The Sanskrit suddenly felt a little embarrassed and said, "don't worry, I'm in good health."

Zhan Bei hurriedly took the two people to the police station. It happened that Nan tingliao was in the police station. When he saw the two of them, he hurriedly asked Zhan Bei to prepare some clothes and food. He estimated that Jiang Yuanyuan and Sanskrit had not had a good rest during this period, and his whole body was covered with dust and dust.

This move made the Sanskrit song's impression of Nan tingliao change a lot. It's not a bad guy. It's very thoughtful. The Sanskrit song glanced at the source of the river.

Jiang Yuanyuan slanders at the bottom of his heart. People can't just look at the surface. This guy seems to promise, but as a result, he makes his daughter cry at home every day.

"Dad, mom, you're back. You've been a little anxious for a while. Fortunately, you're back. I asked Zhan Bei to buy something to eat first. You eat first, and I'll take you back to dinner later." Nan tingliao didn't care about Jiang Yuan's eyes, and said humbly.

"No, thanks." Jiang Yuan refused proudly.

Nan tingliao didn't mind: "let's talk about Weiwei's case first. I heard Zhan Bei say that mother has evidence to cure Li Lin's crime?"