< br >Chapter 3777 < br >Yao Junzhuo thanked them again and again. < br >"you don't have to do this. Although we haven't met, we and Yao Jing are really very good friends." Sheng Yangyang did not know how to comfort the old man. Compared to the great grief of losing her daughter, no matter how many comforting words were in vain. < br >Su Xi said, "several bodyguards outside the door stay here for the time being, lest Yao Juncheng and his family will come and make trouble while we are away." < br >the security staff in Yao Jing's company will take care of Yao's mother Cao Yanhua. They are Yao's family and dare not drive them away, but her people will show no mercy. < br >* < br >coming out of the company building, Su Xi looked at Sheng Central and said, "fortunately, your news is timely!" < br >Sheng Yang sneered, "I guessed that Yao's three rooms would take advantage of the chaos and let people keep an eye on them!" < br >got on the bus, Su Xi called Ling Jiuze, "how is Qiao Bolin?" < br >Ling Jiuze said, "I called him yesterday and his mood sounded stable." < br >Su Xi told the story of Yao Jing's company and thought, "with their previous relationship, Qiao Bolin didn't take care of Yao Jing's family. I think there's something wrong!" < br >Ling Jiuze immediately asked nervously, "did you do it?" < br >Su Xi, "No, I brought people there, and neither I nor the central government did anything." < br >Ling Jiuze breathed a sigh of relief and said in a quiet voice, "go home first. I'll call Jiang Chen. Let's go and see Bo Lin together." < br >"mm-hmm." < br >* < br >Qiao Bolin hasn't been to the company since Yao Jing's accident. The phone that could be reached yesterday is now turned off. Ling Jiuze and Jiang Chen found Qiao Bolin in a villa after looking for two places. < br >(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({ }); < br >as soon as he entered the living room, there was a strong smell of smoke and wine, the wine bottles were all over the floor, and Qiao Bolin lay on the sofa, pale as a living dead. < br >"Bo Lin!" < br >Jiang Chen gave a cry and walked past with a frown. < br >Qiao Bolin opened his eyes and looked faintly, "there you are." < br >Ling Jiuze looked at him, suppressed and whispered, "Bolin, don't do this!" < br >"nothing!" < br >Qiao Bolin sat up slowly, his shirt wrinkled out of shape. He reached for his cigarette and opened his mouth hoarsely. "sit down!" < br >Jiang Chen felt uncomfortable and comforted, "cheer up. Although Yao Jing didn't leave any last words, your relationship is no different from that of husband and wife. She's gone, and you have to help her take care of her parents." < br >Qiao Bolin smokes with his head down. "I know." < br >Ling Jiuze was even more worried when he looked at his calm appearance. "We'll accompany you if you want to drink!" < br >"No, you can do whatever you have to do. I'm fine!" The man drooped his eyes and said lowly, "I just can't sleep." < br >he raised his hand against his forehead with an expression of pain. "it feels like my head is going to explode!" < br >"Bo Lin," Jiang Chen has a lump in his throat. < br >the servant came over and clutched her cell phone. "Sir, my wife has been unable to reach you. She has called me. Will you answer me?" < br >Qiao Bolin looked up, nodded slightly, got up and walked towards the servant. < br >just walked two steps, the man suddenly took a step, a fierce mouthful of blood spurted out, his tall body flickered, directly fell down! < br >"Bo Lin!" < br >Ling Jiuze and Jiang Chen got up and rushed over at the same time, supporting the fallen man. < br >< br/ >< br >

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