Mu Mian went back to the car with a red face. Tang Ji 'an said softly, " "You ...|| What did mom say? Why are you blushing?"
"Don't ask so many questions," mu Mian's throat tightened.
The car slowly left Wan Tai garden.
The breeze blew, but mu Mian's face was still red. Tang Ji 'an narrowed his eyes at her. "What's wrong with you?"
Mu Mian patted her chest. it's nothing. Yingluo is nothing.
In the middle of June, Huang Ying's sentence was announced. She was sentenced to 20 years in the first trial.
Cheng Guohua was relieved to know that his niece did not rat him out in the end.
However, he didn't dare to completely relax.
Now that vice-director Tang had returned to the third Department of department management, he knew the young man's ability. Since Huang Ying did all this for his uncle, wouldn't it be easy for vice-director Tang to think that he was probably involved in it?
