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Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 1100 - The Script
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Chapter 1100: The Script

Translator: Yunyi

A victim had to be missing for more than 24 hours before a case could be filed. Before Xiao’er went missing, she had a fight with Wang Qiang because she wanted to go and meet her online friend.

While he anxiously waited, Wang Qiang chose to search by himself. He drove around in the middle of the night and wandered through the old city. When he passed by a mine outside the city, he heard a scream coming from inside.

The voice was somewhat similar to his sister’s. Wang Qiang immediately got out of his car and rushed into the mine without caring about anything else. He found a girl who had just died inside. Other than him, there was no one else.

The police ended up arresting him as a suspect. Wang Qiang argued that it was not him, but no one believed him. Meanwhile, the lack of news regarding his sister made him extremely anxious. It was at this time that his good brother from his previous work bailed him out. It was at this time that Wang Qiang learned the whole story. It turned out that this case was possibly related to a foreign case…

In the end, after much investigation, more and more revelations occurred.

A small Buddhist amulet, a familiar scene, and all sorts of small details. In the end, Wang Qiang painfully and unbelievably discovered that his old boss, who had been kind to him, and his kind-hearted neighbor, who believed in Buddhism, seemed to be inextricably linked to the case…

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Song Yaoyao raised her eyebrows. This script was indeed well-written, and it was in line with the type of film that the public wanted to see at the cinema.

“Eh? Yaoyao, where are you going?”

Ye Meichen came out of the bathroom with a basin in her hand. She saw Song Yaoyao holding the script in her hand, about to leave.

“I’m going out for a while.”

Song Yaoyao did not say where she was going. She simply said these words and left.

In a certain room in the boys’ dormitory.

Muffled grunts could be heard from time to time, accompanied by the arrogant laughter of boys.

“Who knew! Xu Dongqing, weren’t you quite arrogant just now? Who did you say was trash? Huh?”

“Y-you are— Ugh!”

Before he could finish his sentence, he was kicked hard. Xu Dongqing narrowed his eyes. His high myopia made it impossible for him to see the face of the person in front of him clearly.

He curled up on the ground and reached out to grab the glasses in the distance.

A hint of malice flashed in Ling Yuang’s eyes. He signaled to his companions, and everyone watched with folded arms. Xu Dongqing crawled over with difficulty. Just as he was about to get the glasses, Ling Yuang calmly stepped on them.

Crack!?The glasses shattered.

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“Oh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t notice. It’s quite expensive to get a pair of glasses, isn’t it? Don’t worry, I’ll pay you back.” Ling Yuang laughed loudly as he took out a few bills from his wallet and threw them at Xu Dongqing’s face.

Xu Dongqing lay on the ground, his eyes cold.

Just then, the door was suddenly kicked open from the outside. The violent boys were shocked and turned around.

When they saw an unfamiliar face outside the door, they were stunned.

“Who are you?”

The man was extremely tall, wearing a black shirt and loose sweatpants. He had a buzz cut, and his face was filled with ferocity. He was not someone to be trifled with. His arms that extended from his sleeves were filled with bulging muscles, and they contained a vigorous energy. This chapter is updated by ɴovel(F)ɪre - novelenglish.net . bin

“I’m looking for Xu Dongqing. Which one is he?”

Ling Yuang opened his mouth and lost all his arrogance. “W-why are you looking for Xu Dongqing?”

“Tsk—”

Huo Si grabbed Ling Yuang’s collar and leaned over to pat his face with a half-smile. “Kid, just answer my question obediently. Were you born with a mouth to spout nonsense?”

The sound of slapping could be heard, and soon Ling Yuang’s face turned red. His back was covered in a cold sweat, and he did not even dare to breathe heavily.