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Chapter 1786

 A sugar-coated bullet to please

Lin Yi'an's expression could no longer be described as ugly. The muscles on his cheeks were beating hard. He didn't know whether he was angry with Jiang Xinlan or Lu Yuting.

"Lu Yuting, since everything has been said to this extent, I don't think we need to hide it anymore. It is true that you imprisoned my daughter. Now my daughter's life and death are unknown, should you give me an explanation!?"

Now that the matter has been revealed, he might as well make it a bigger one.

He didn't believe that they would still imprison Lin Wanran under the pressure of public opinion.

The guests present finally understood the ins and outs of some things, and were slightly shocked when they heard the word "imprisonment".

Everyone looked at each other, shocked to see all the guests present, and then continued to cast their gaze in the direction of Lu Yuting.

Lu Yuting's thin lips were pursed tightly, his handsome face did not change much, and there was a coldness between his brows.

"Then Lin Wanran almost killed my fiancée, how should you explain to me?"

Lin Yi'an blushed with anger and was about to deny it when he heard Lu Yuting's cold voice continued.

"Mr. Lin doesn't need to come here to accuse me like a victim. I have all the evidence in my hand that Lin Wanran tried to kill Xi'er but failed. Even if I release Lin Wanran, I can still put him in jail!"

The man's loud voice was full of momentum and hit the banquet hard, causing quite a stir in everyone's hearts.

"I go……"

"Murder! Real or fake!"

"So Miss Lin is not unjust in being imprisoned. She dared to take Mr. Ning's life. Mr. Lu's ability to spare her life has already given the Lin family a lot of face."

"Not to mention, if Mr. Ning didn't dodge in time, he might have been in danger. It can be seen that Mrs. Lin really wants Mr. Ning's life."

The surrounding guests were talking in twos and threes. Although their voices were low, some words still reached Lin Yi'an's ears.

He was so angry that his face turned green, but he had no way to refute. He gritted his teeth secretly and stared at Lu Yuting with cold eyes.

"Lu Yuting, we are not done with this matter!"

After saying this, Lin Yi'an left the banquet filled with anger.

Lu Yuting narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Lin Yi'an's leaving figure. Then he withdrew his cold gaze and fell on the little woman behind him. The look in his eyes suddenly became soft.

"Were you injured just now?"

Ning Yuxi's little face had regained its rosy luster, and she smiled somewhat flatteringly.

"It's okay, it's just that wearing high heels on the beach is a little unstable."

As soon as he mentioned this, Lu Yuting became angry, put his arms around her waist, and squeezed her waist hard.

"It's really annoying! What if I fall?"

She was just about to fall to the ground.

If he hadn't responded in time, he couldn't even imagine what would have happened.

Ning Yuxi poked his chest with some guilt, and the flattering smile on her face became more and more obvious.

"Aren't you here? I believe you won't let me fall."

Lu Yuting snorted, indifferent to her sugar-coated bullets.

"I'll give you a thumbs up! If you deliberately angered Mrs. Lin, I'll settle the score with you when I get back!"

Ning Yuxi didn't expect that he could see her thoughts, so she shrank her neck, a hint of guilt flashed in her eyes.

She was indeed deliberately irritating Mrs. Lin.

She wanted to use a preemptive strike to put herself and Lu Yuting under the pressure of public opinion from the perspective of the victim.

Then she can naturally portray herself as a victim.

But she didn't expect that Mrs. Lin would have a knife hidden on her body. I'm afraid that even if she didn't anger her today, she wouldn't be able to escape this disaster.

Lu Yuting was just guessing at first, but looking at her guilty look, he knew that he was right. He pinched the soft flesh of her waist with anger and distress, and suddenly made a cold sound.

"Wen Zheng!"

Wen Zheng hurriedly stepped forward and bent down.

"Young Master."

"Send the evidence in your hand to the police station and throw the person in too! I will prosecute Lin Wanran for intentional homicide!"

If people continue to be kept in the secret cell, the Lin family will only find trouble frequently.

Now that Xi'er is pregnant and cannot protect herself well, Lin Wanran cannot keep this time bomb in her hands.

The torture she endured in the secret cell during this period was enough for Lin Wanran to remember for the rest of her life.

Let her spend the rest of the time in prison.

"Yes, young master!"

Wen Zheng responded and was about to start doing it when he saw Lu Yuting tilted his head slightly. He immediately understood and put his ear to it.

"You know how to throw people in."

Wen Zheng immediately understood what Lu Yuting meant and said respectfully:

"I'll do it right away."

Fang Yixuan and Mrs. Yun hurried over, unable to hide the worry on their faces, and grabbed Ning Yuxi's arm and inspected it carefully.

"Daughter-in-law! Are you okay? Were you injured just now?"

Ning Yuxi held Fang Yixuan's hand with her backhand and comforted her softly:

"Mom, I'm fine."

Fang Yixuan was still a little frightened, but after hearing what she said, she finally felt relieved and let out a long breath.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. That scene just now really scared me to death. A beautiful engagement party almost turned into an accident scene."

As soon as she finished speaking, her conversation suddenly changed and her tone suddenly became harsh.

"Mrs. Lin is also the mistress of the house after all, how could she do such a thing! Sure enough, any mother can make a good daughter!"

In the past, there was a daughter who wanted to kill someone to silence her, and in the later, there was a mother who stabbed her with a knife. Sure enough, they were all in the same boat!

"Xiao Xi, do you have a grudge against the Lin family?"

Song Yebo, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked at Ning Yuxi with a sullen face. The man who had always had a kind face now had a frighteningly cold aura around him.

Ning Yuxi opened her mouth, and just as she was about to fool him, she heard Lan Hu's frivolous voice.

"Originally, there is no conflict between wells and rivers, but we, Mr. Lu, are so popular!"

As he spoke, he looked at Lu Yuting with a playful look on his face. Seeing that the man's expression darkened, the smile on his face became even more embarrassing.

Song Yebo understood. He lowered his eyes and pursed his lips tightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Lan Hu received a heavy punch in the abdomen. Unprepared, he arched his body in pain and stared sadly at the "culprit" beside him.

"Hiss... why are you hitting me? I'm not wrong. Isn't this Mr. Lu's peach blossom debt?"

Ning Yuxi glanced at her coldly, "Shut up!"

If he doesn't speak, no one will treat him as mute!

Song Jianghuai glanced at the two fighting men briefly, then turned to look at Lu Yuting.

"I have already informed the media about what happened just now, and no information will be leaked."

Lu Yuting raised the corner of his mouth, raised his wine glass and clinked it with the glass in Song Jianghuai's hand.

"Although it's unnecessary, I still want to thank my uncle."
Chapter completed!
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