Chapter 69
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"That 100,000 yuan is money to save a life. You're trying to kill someone. Xia Qingyang, say something! "
"Don't come near me. Don't touch me! Stay away from me! "Xia Qingyang's hair was messy like a crazy woman's." I didn't do it! It's Lu Man's fault. Lu Man wronged me! Save me, Qiyuan, save me. Hurry and chase them away! "
Lu Qiyuan finally managed to hide in the car. The reporters outside were as fierce as a group of zombies. He didn't dare to go out. He didn't want to end up like Xia Qingyang.
If Lu Man was there, he wouldn't find it strange.
Because from the beginning to the end, Lu Qiyuan didn't love anyone but himself.
Lu Qi was also in the car. She leaned against the window and bit her lip, but she didn't have the courage to get out.
She could only watch as Xia Qingyang was surrounded by people and violently photographed. She looked like a beggar on the side of the road.
When the reporters had taken enough photos and there was nothing left to take, Tang Zi said, "Let's go. There's nothing left to take."
Thus, the reporters dispersed in a hubbub.
Lu Qiyuan and Lu Qi opened the door and got out of the car. They saw Xia Qingyang lying on the ground and crying.
Her oily hair was messy on her face. When she looked up, she saw bruises on her forehead from the camera lens.
Lu Qiyuan suppressed his disgust and helped Xia Qingyang into the car. He took out a wet towel to wipe his hands before driving home.
Lu Qiyuan didn't even want to look at Xia Qingyang's face until they entered the house.
She looked like a beggar on the side of the road. She wasn't the pretentious wife he usually saw.
It was only after Xia Qingyang went to take a shower, tidied herself up, applied layer after layer of skincare products, put on some makeup, and returned to her usual appearance of a white lotus, that Lu Qiyuan's complexion looked a little better.
But he still felt a little uneasy.
That day at the hospital, he had also seen Xia Qingwei's sickly face.
Xia Qingwei didn't have any makeup on. Although her face was pale because of her illness, her skin was still tender. Without makeup, she looked even more pitiful. She didn't look like Xia Qingyang at all. Without makeup, her face looked scary.
Xia Qingwei didn't lead a good life after her divorce. She wasn't as pampered as Xia Qingyang, and she was older than Xia Qingyang.
Why was Xia Qingyang so much older than Xia Qingwei?
Xia Qingyang didn't know what Lu Qiyuan was thinking. He said to Lu Qiyuan pitifully, "When I was at the police station, I found out everything. It was true that the thief had burglarized her sister's house and had almost stolen their family's money. It just so happened that Lu Man happened to be on his way back and had caught the thief, so there was no loss of money. But why did the thief say that I ordered him to do it? "
"Could it be Sister?" As soon as Lu Qi said this, she covered her mouth and shook her head. "No, how could Sister accuse Mom? She … she wouldn't be so evil. "
Xia Qingyang received the hint and started to wipe her tears. "I know Lu Man has always hated me. She never treated me as an elder when she was at home, but how could she frame me like this?"
"Mom, it might not have been Sister who did it," Lu Qi said as she shook her head.
"Yes, it might not have been. It might have been a coincidence. It might have been a coincidence that a thief went to her house to steal things and got caught, so he said that someone ordered him to do it. It might have been a coincidence that the thief accused me of ordering him to do it. Haha, it was all a coincidence. "
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