Chapter 397

Three days later.

News came from London that Nicholas's funeral had been completed.

After answering the phone, Ruan Xiaomian drove to her mother's graveyard alone.

All around are tombstones.

The environment here is very good. Ruan Xiaomian remembers that she was still young at that time, so AI min explained to her that she would let her mother walk in the beautiful scenery and hold a grand funeral for her mother, which cost a lot of money.

It cost a lot of money.

At that time, AI Min said that to her, as well as other neighbors, AI Min said so when she saw people.

At that time, she was very grateful to Emin. Now, she is very grateful. Although she already knows that the funeral money is her own, at least, Emin bought her mother a very good cemetery.

It was cloudy and drizzling.

Ruan Xiaomian took off her baseball cap and bent over to put a bunch of stars in front of her mother's tombstone, which was her favorite flower.

She took a deep breath and squatted down in front of the tombstone. Her eyes fell on the picture of her mother on the tombstone.

In fact, so many years, she has put down the original sad, grew up, every time she came here, she can smile and chat with her mother, as if her mother has been in.

"You don't know about my grandfather? Very It's very complicated. I don't know where to start. My grandfather said that he will explain it to you in person later. I think you and grandfather have met now. "

Ruan Xiaomian has a faint smile. The smile is bright, as if the past has been forgotten. The smile will light up the gloomy and chaotic world.

"Mom, I'm here to tell you that I've finished my grandfather's funeral. You can rest assured, eh As for me, a lot of things have happened recently. I'm a little tired. Really, mom, I never thought these things would happen to me It's all bad things. Ha, no one will think so. But you don't have to worry about me. Nanjue and the children are with me. I'm fine now

But there was one thing she didn't know whether to tell her mother.

She still wants to know the cause of her mother's illness. Nicholas said that it was related to Duan Zhenghong, but until now, she has not called Nicholas.

She didn't really want to see that man.

For Duan Zhenghong, her own father, she has not hated, is a nuisance.

Everything he did was a nuisance to her.

After chatting with her mother in the cemetery for more than half an hour, Ruan Xiaomian slowly stood up.

Later, her legs were numb, so she just sat down on you.

When standing up, the legs are still a little uncomfortable.

Ruan Xiaomian looked down at her mother's picture with a smile on her lips. "Mom, I'm leaving. I'll see you next time. Bye."

After waving his hand, Ruan Xiaomian finally looked at his mother's picture, turned around and left, just like he used to say goodbye to her mother every morning when she went to school.

All the way down the mountain to the car, she opened the door and got on.

No sooner had the engine been started than the phone rang.

She put the earphone into her ear and pressed the answer button, "Hello, Ruan Xiaomian."

"Hello, Mrs. Stewart." She spoke English and called her Mrs. Stewart.

The surname of nanjue.

Ruan Xiaomian was stunned, "it's me, you are..."

"Well, Mrs. Stewart, I belong to the London police station, and I have some questions to ask you about Mr. Morris's death."

"That's right." Ruan Xiaomian grasped the steering wheel with both hands and looked ahead, "OK, you can ask."

"I am at the Queens police station in your city. Would it be convenient for you to cooperate?" Asked the other.

After a meal, Ruan Xiaomian promised to come down, hang up at random and go to the Queens police station.

She's going to the police station. The police have to ask her about Nicholas's death The police have questions to ask her.

Ruan Xiaomian knows what it's like to be in the police station, so at the moment, her heart is very heavy.

The police are here.

Oh, my God!

It's really serious.

It has been a long time since she dealt with the police. No matter what her affairs are, nanjue will handle them very well. She never needs the police to show up, whether it is good or bad.

Now, the police are looking for her.

What should she say?

Don't know what to say, or say your doubts?

She was suspicious of Nan Xun.

It was because of this that she felt the matter was serious.

If she confesses Nan Xun, it is very likely that Nan Xun will go to prison.

But she did not know what nanjue thought.

And the problem is, she's not sure if Nan Xun did it.

Everything she said had to be handed over to the police for investigation, but as hard as saying that Nan Xun was a murderer, she was embarrassed to let her say that she suspected Nan Xun.After about an hour's walk, Ruan Xiaomian came to the police station.

On the way, she had not thought clearly about the problems that troubled her.

"Hello, Mrs. Stewart. This is James." The London police officer who called Ruan Xiaomian just now reached out to her.

Ruan Xiaomian reached out and shook hands with each other, "Hello, James."

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Stewart, but there's no other way. There are a few questions I have to ask you." James said apologetically, holding out his hand and inviting Ruan Xiaomian to sit down.

Ruan Xiaomian swallows nervously. She has a shadow over here.

Once again, bad memories of the past come to mind.

Ruan Xiaomian spits, nods and sits down opposite James.

James took out his pen and a small notebook and looked at Ruan Xiaomian seriously. "Can we start?"

"Of course, you ask." Ruan Xiaomian speaks faster, which is also a sign of her nervousness.

As for the reason for her nervousness, in addition to the shadow of this place, there is another reason, that is, she has not decided whether to disclose Nan Xun, but she is afraid that she will make a slip of the tongue later.

Therefore, she should be vigilant and never say a wrong sentence.

……

More than 20 minutes later, interrogation Actually, it's not interrogation, it's just chatting. It's just that the content of the chat is a little special.

Ruan Xiaomian knows that this is because of the relationship between nanjue, so the atmosphere will be so relaxed.

"Well, thank you very much for your cooperation, Mrs. Stewart." James stands up and reaches out to Ruan Xiaomian.

Ruan Xiaomian immediately got up and shook hands with each other. "This is what I should do. I also hope to find the murderer quickly."

James personally sent Ruan Xiaomian out of the police station. Ruan Xiaomian got on the car and went back to his company directly because there was a meeting to be held later.

To the company, Ruan Xiaomian immediately put into work.

"Ruan Huang, on the cover of July 22, our competitor is Tiffany, but I have confidence in you." Angelina said with a smile.

Ruan Xiaomian looked up at her secretary and chuckled, "I hope you are confident in my work, not in my relationship with nanjue."

As soon as she thinks of the cover of the monthly magazine 22, Ruan Xiaomian remembers that she met nanjue for this magazine when she just came back from Norway.

At that time, she was abused by nanjue for five years. When she came back, she was still abused.

But one thing she was very proud of was that she came back five years later and put nanjue to sleep again.

Angelina immediately said, "of course I have confidence in your work."

After that, Angelina looked at the time again. "There are three minutes to go before the meeting."

Ruan Xiaomian nodded and stood up, "let's go."

The busy day began again.

It was not until more than seven o'clock in the evening that Ruan Xiaomian finished his last work, simply cleaned up and was ready to leave.

"Mr. nanjue." Angelina's voice came from outside.

After a while, the door opens, and Angelina retreats to one side, and the tall figure of nanjue's sleeve length is reflected in her eyes.

Ruan Xiaomian eyebrows and eyes with a smile, put the things in his hand into the bag, walked out of the desk, "you are also very late today."

"Wait for you." Nanjue smiles faintly, and his handsome eyebrows are stained with a warm color.

Ruan Xiaomian's fatigue disappeared miraculously and suddenly wanted to turn a somersault.

She came forward with a smile, raised her hand around nanjue's neck and pulled down his lips to kiss him.

The two people's tongue is very sentimental, dancing, the temperature in the office is getting higher and higher.

After a kiss, Ruan Xiaomian is already a little bit pale, her cheeks are flushed, and her eyes are rippling with spring water.

"I can go now."

"It doesn't matter. I can do it anywhere. I can give my life here. I don't have to go home." Nanjue spread out his arms, and his eyes were full of charming luster.

Ruan Xiaomian giggled, turned around and went to the desk to take up the bag, "but I want you to go home, in bed, again and again to you."

"What do you mean?" Nanjue pretended not to know, so he was not much in his heart and immediately returned to his bedroom.

"It means..." Ruan Xiaomian walked over and took his hand. "You will be very hard tonight."

Nanjue thin lips light hook, evil spirit a smile, follow Ruan Xiaomian to go out together, "you will be very rude?"

Ruan Xiaomian pursed her lips to prevent her from laughing. She put herself on the top of the pyramid. "Yes, you know I always It's very hard. "

Nanjue was so excited that he couldn't wait. "I like you to be rude to me. The more rude you are, the better."

Ruan Xiaomian got goose bumps all over his body, shook his head, cleared his throat randomly and silently, slightly turned his head, and made a wink to nanjue in a very handsome way, "I absolutely satisfy you."Two people out of the office, Angelina immediately got up, nodded to them, and then walked into Ruan Xiaomian's office, turned off the computer and lights.

Nanjue's car is in front of Ruan Xiaomian company.

Bart waited by the car and opened the door for them.

"James, the police officer from London came to see me today." After taking a seat, Ruan Xiaomian said.

Nanjue answered lightly, raised his hand and took Ruan Xiaomian into his arms. "I know. Do you think he can see you without my consent?"

Ruan Xiaomian was not surprised. Nanjue knew, but was curious, "how can you agree with me to accept the question this time?"

Nanjue gently squeezed Ruan Xiaomian's shoulder. His voice was gloomy and full of magnetism. "I think you should want to do something for him, or for your mother."

Ruan Xiaomian nodded with a smile. He drilled into the arms of nanjue and put his hands around his strong waist. "Thank you."

"Don't let me hear those words again." Nanjue's voice dropped.

Ruan Xiaomian immediately replied, "I know, there won't be another time."

When he got home and changed his clothes, Nan Jue went to the baby room. He decided that in a week No, with his IQ, he can teach Nanxing to call his father in three days.

Although Ruan Xiaomian ended the day's fatigue, she still sat above the massage and refused to leave.

She had a cell phone in her hand, and something was wrong in her mind.

She was thinking, would you like to call Nan Xun and ask if he did it.

After struggling for a long time, Ruan Xiaomian finally made up his mind to call Nanxun.

Dial out the phone immediately connected, South Xun's voice sounds very happy, "how do you think to call me?"