Chapter 1169 Seriously Misunderstood
"Ah." The housekeeper hadn't come back to his senses yet, when Han Changqing picked him up and threw him on the sofa, saying coldly: "This bowl of hangover soup was overturned by him, and it just happened to splash on me. It was a coincidence that my clothes were torn."
"Xiao Ran came in because of something." Han Changqing has always been frugal with words, but this time, he really explained briefly.
The housekeeper listened, looked at Han Changqing blankly, and whispered: "Yes, yes."
"Remember to ask him to compensate me for my pants." Han Changqing said coldly, striding out.
Xiao Mohan appeared, holding a mobile phone and making a call. Hearing footsteps, he looked over here and saw Han Changqing's crotchless pants. He was stunned for a few seconds and then returned to normal.
"Yes, I know." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice and hung up the phone.
Han Changqing saw him, stepped forward respectfully, and whispered: "Master, the chance is slim, I'm afraid it can't be found."
"Change clothes." Xiao Mohan glanced at him, glanced at him indifferently, turned around with full determination, but the corners of his mouth were hooked with a deep meaning, and walked out.
Han Changqing listened, turned around to change clothes, and when he came out, he saw Xiao Mohan looking up, looked at him lightly, and then said: "Get in the car, let's go somewhere."
"Yes." Han Changqing responded and left with Xiao Mohan.
In the Wen'an Pavilion, the housekeeper knelt beside the bed, looking at Wenshui, his old face was extremely painful, and he said in a deep voice: "Master, I am guilty and should not make such a mistake. You are so drunk and have to endure such pain."
"Master, my master." The housekeeper was excited, covered Wenshui with a quilt, and used all kinds of imagination.
Thinking of this, the housekeeper turned around and ran to watch the surveillance. Seeing the scene in the bedroom, the bowl in his hand fell and broke into pieces.
"It turned out to be a misunderstanding. Fortunately, the master didn't drink! It was the old slave who wrongly blamed Han Changqing." The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that what Han Changqing said was true.
In the luxury car, Han Changqing drove the car seriously.
"Master, I guess the other party must have guessed Wenshui's identity, otherwise, there would definitely not be a second group of assassins coming." Han Changqing said in a low voice, with murderous intent in his eyes.
They are brothers who have been through life and death together, and now, Wenshui was assassinated.
Although the other party was assassinating that woman, in the end, Wenshui's identity was discovered, and the other party would send more people to solve Wenshui together.
"The body is being dissected." Xiao Mohan said in a low voice.
Han Changqing turned his head, glanced at Xiao Mohan, and whispered: "Master, do you have any suspects?"
"Let's see." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice, his mobile phone was flashing, he clicked it and saw that it was a message from Gu Chuyan. He smiled in a low voice and replied a message: "Well, I'll be back later."
Han Changqing held the steering wheel and rarely complained, saying: "Master, I don't know what happened to the housekeeper tonight. He actually took the wrong medicine. Fortunately, Wenshui didn't drink it, but Xiao Ran obviously misunderstood."
"Uncle Chen is here." Xiao Mohan said in a low voice, obviously knowing the reason.
Housekeeper Chen and this housekeeper are obviously enemies. It is understandable that the housekeeper rushed out to hide after hearing the news. The two have not dared to meet for decades.
"Haha." Han Changqing couldn't help laughing when he heard it.
The jokes of the two housekeepers can make them laugh for a lifetime.
Luxurious mansion
Yao Rong lay on the soft big bed until she felt better. She climbed up, supported the edge of the bed with her hands, and walked to the mirror.
The big mirror reflected her face. The beautiful oval face looked much more haggard. The wound on her forehead had not healed yet. Her fingertips climbed up between her eyebrows.