Chapter 1270: innocent yan chi, killing with every step

Translator: 549690339

that egg song jingren spoke for the first time.

what?

!!

actually, its still edible.

song fengwan didnt reply.

qian jiang did not follow them in. he had already confirmed that song jingren was harmless, so he waited at the entrance of the tuition cla.s.s and watched the two of them enter the cafe.

what do you want to drink? last night, song fengwan never thought that she would be sitting with him so calmly.

water will do.

however, song fengwan ordered a cup of coffee, a cup of white tea, and two desserts. the waiter recognized song fengwan, so he couldnt help but size up the man opposite him.

her face couldnt be seen clearly, but just by looking at her clothes, it was obvious that she loved cleanliness, but she couldnt hide her poverty and desolation.

i remember that i used to like to drink this. this restaurant is pretty good. i used to pick up qin yuan and i couldnt wait outside, so i would come here to sit. song fengwan pushed the coffee to him.

song jingren raised his left hand and trembled as he held the cup of coffee. he even spilled some.

song fengwan examined his rough hands. they were covered in calluses, and his eyes were dark and yellow. it was completely incomparable to before.

left hand? people subconsciously used their dominant hand to hold a cup. song jingren was not left-handed. after all, they had lived together for many years. song fengwan found it strange.

when i was working inside, my right hand got injured. i dont even have the strength to carry things now. song jingren lowered his head and did not look up.

this was also the reason why qian jiang was so sure that song jingren was not the kidnapper. with just one hand, it was already difficult for him to carry simple things, let alone hit a dog with a stick or kidnap yan chi.

moreover, he had not had a good time in prison all these years. his body was not very good, and his back was hunched. his body was in poor condition, and he could not do such violent work.

song jingren only took a sip of his coffee and placed it under the table. it does taste pretty good.

the atmosphere was inevitably awkward when they met again.

that does he treat you well? song jingren asked this question but found it funny. he continued, he should be very good. i think he treats you well.

actually, i song jingren stammered, i just wanted to come and take a look. i didnt want to disturb you.

ill be leaving tomorrow.

song fengwan pursed her lips. where do you live?

ill just find a hotel.

song fengwan didnt know what to say to him, and the atmosphere was very tense

at this moment, fu chen and the others had also arrived. before qianjiang could speak, qiao aiyun asked where song jingren was!

im in the cafe opposite with madam.

a certain someone had committed countless crimes. qiao aiyuns subjective preconceived notion was the most preconceived, and she couldnt hear qianjiangs explanation, so she barged into the coffee shop to settle the score with him.

if fu chen had not stopped him in time, song jingren would have been beaten up for no reason.

mom? song fengwan was surprised. what are you doing here?

you should ask him. song jingren, where did you take yan chi? at this moment, qiao aiyuns mind was completely blown apart. she couldnt think and the only person she could think of right now was him.

when song fengwan saw the few police officers behind them, she seemed to have guessed something.

song jingren was no fool. he immediately said, i havent been there recently, and i havent done anything to your son.

at this time, the police were also searching everywhere for evidence. they had already found the place where song jingren was staying and checked the surveillance cameras.

mrs. yan, hes been in the cla.s.s since seven this morning. theres a clash of time, so he didnt commit the crime. the police explained.

if it wasnt him qiao aiyun felt as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had caved in. then, then who was it?

song jingren seemed to be trying to comfort her, but he only stretched out his hand and retracted it. he sat quietly in the corner, his figure desolate.

at that moment, fu chens phone suddenly vibrated.

the jing family had found an abandoned black van somewhere. the kidnappers had indeed changed cars. the police had already rushed over, hoping to retrieve something useful.

**

at this moment, in a certain rental apartment.

the kidnapper wearing a black-faced bikini was constantly making calls.

little yan sat on the sofa quietly with his hands tied and his mouth taped. he looked around the dark room, appearing very calm.

after the period of panic, he realized that he might have been kidnapped.

hey, why arent you picking up the phone?

ive brought the person, where is he?

f * ck, is this b * tch playing with me!

the man cursed in a low voice and turned to look at little yan xiansen. his heart was beating fast. if he was played, and the kidnapper was him, then if he was caught by the police, he would only be dead.

he continued to make calls, but they were still busy.