Chapter 81 Who is the only way to whom?

Zhang Xuan and the other two were taken by different police officers to take notes, and the killers were all handled by the police.

The person who was taking the transcription for Zhang Xuan was not someone else, but Han Wenrou.

"The Korean team, there are five murderers in total, four of them were broken, and one of them was killed and their necks were broken. There was no surveillance video on the scene. However, according to the investigation, all of these five murderers have criminal records, and two of them were fugitives." A police officer came to report.

"Okay, I understand." Han Wenrou nodded. She didn't have to think about it, she knew that the one who had been pinched her neck must have been made by Zhang Xuan.

Han Wenrou is a martial artist. She knows very well how much strength it takes to break a person's neck, which is simply impossible for ordinary people to do.

Han Wenrou made some records and her eyes were fixed on Zhang Xuan's right arm.

"How did you get hurt?"

"Hey, I was accidentally." Zhang Xuan sighed, "The boat capsized in the gutter."

"Is that right?" Han Wenrou's lips sneered a sarcastic smile, "Even if the gutter capsizes, you won't fall into such a small ditch. Protect your wife to make trouble, right?"

"Hehe." Zhang Xuan smiled flatteringly, not knowing how to explain.

"Okay." Han Wenrou closed the record book with an unhappy expression, "You can take your wife back first. If there is anything, the police will summon you at any time. Also, if you encounter such a thing next time, you can avoid killing people and try not to kill people. If the matter is serious, it will not be good for anyone."

"I understand." Zhang Xuan nodded repeatedly.

"Okay, stop the team!" Han Wenrou waved her hand, twisted her sexy waist, and returned to the police car.

The silver-gray Jetta is driving slowly on the way home.

"Zhang Xuan, why do I think that the policewoman's eyes look at you are a bit strange?" Lin Qinghan looked at Zhang Xuan with a suspicious look.

"Is there any? You feel wrong, hahaha." Zhang Xuan said haha.

Lin Qinghan looked at Zhang Xuan in confusion for a few seconds, then shook her head, without choosing to continue the topic, "Do you want to go to the hospital first? Such a deep wound may require a stitch."

"It's okay." Zhang Xuan bowed, "There is a first aid kit at home. I can just bandage it myself. It's too troublesome to sew needles or something."

Seeing that Zhang Xuan insisted, Lin Qinghan didn't say anything. Such a big man knew the injuries he had on his body.

The assassination incident soon reached Lin Jianyu's ears. Lin Jianyu called Lin Qinghan's safety as soon as possible.

After arriving home, Lin Qinghan changed into her pajamas and came to the living room. She saw Zhang Xuan sitting there alone, wrapping her arms around her gauze, and the gauze could only bite her mouth.

"I'll do it." Lin Qinghan sat next to Zhang Xuan, took the gauze and bandaged Zhang Xuan.

Lin Qinghan's movements were very slow. It can be seen that this was the first time she did such a thing, and her bandage technique seemed clumsy.

Zhang Xuan could smell the fragrance between a woman's hair, watch the person in front of him bandage the wounds for him, and feel the slender softness of the woman. At this moment, there was nothing in Zhang Xuan's eyes.

The blood gradually penetrated the gauze, making the gauze a circle of scarlet red.

Lin Qinghan clumsyly wrapped a circle of gauze and frowned, "Strange, why can't this blood be stopped...ah!"

Lin Qinghan suddenly exclaimed, and she suddenly found that her left hand was squeezing the wound on Zhang Xuan's arm. It was because of her own action that caused the wound on Zhang Xuan's arm to keep bleeding and penetrated the gauze.

Lin Qinghan looked up and glanced at Zhang Xuan secretly. She thought that Zhang Xuan would show some painful or dissatisfied expressions, but what she saw was that the man was looking at him with a smile on his face. In his eyes, there was only clearness and no dissatisfaction.

Such a scene made Lin Zhuhan's heart, which had just been silent for a long time and had just relaxed, begin to jump.

For me, he blocked the knife without hesitation.

He once said that he could do whatever he wanted to do, but he was a little disrespectful to me, and he was like a crazy lion.

He would pick me up late at night.

He would prepare that piano piece for me specifically.

He would satisfy any unreasonable requests from me, wipe the floor with a rag, and wash my feet.

he……

"Does it hurt?" Lin Ruihan gently stroked Zhang Xuan's arm.

"It doesn't hurt." Zhang Xuan shook his head and replied softly.

A bright redness appeared on Lin Yuehan's face unconsciously, and she carefully bandaged Zhang Xuan's wound.

Zhang Xuan is also enjoying such time.

"Okay, you can rest well in the next two days. Don't run around, so don't go to the company first." Lin Qinghan took the gauze and tied a bow on Zhang Xuan's arm, "You go back to the house to rest, today, thanks to you."

"Thanks to me?" Zhang Xuan looked strange.

Lin Qinghan's eyes were filled with gratitude, "If it weren't for you, that knife would have slashed me."

"Damn, you said this." Zhang Xuanyi covered his forehead, "No matter what, we both got a marriage certificate. You are my wife. Isn't that natural for me to protect you? I'll say thank you for this?"

"It's natural?" The words in Zhang Xuan's words made Lin Yuehan stunned for a moment.

She was used to being intrigue in this shopping mall, and she also experienced rebellion in the Lin family.

It is natural, who has the power to make such a request?

It is natural, who will do such a contribution to whom?

Lin Yuehan looked at the sincere smile on Zhang Xuan's face. At this moment, she suddenly felt that she seemed to have a good impression of this man.

A night passed quietly.

The next morning, Lin Guihan got up and found Zhang Xuan crawling on the ground, carefully wiping the floor, and preparing all his toiletries and neatly placed them in the bathroom.

Looking at the circle of white gauze on Zhang Xuan's hand, Lin Yuehan felt like a villain.

Lin Ruihan called out Zhang Xuan's back as he was wiping the floor seriously and said, "Don't do these things in the future. I'll just invite an aunt to come back and do it."

"Ah, you're awake." Zhang Xuan turned around and smiled at Lin Qinghan, "Don't invite auntie, I get up early every day, and I have nothing to do anyway, so I might as well clean it up."

“Aren’t you tired?”

"Hey, what's the point of cleaning your own home?" Zhang Xuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued to crawl over and wipe the floor.

Lin Qinghan stood there, silent for a long time before entering the bathroom.

In the past, when she washed up, she naturally picked up the toiletries that Zhang Xuan had prepared for her, but today, she felt that all her movements were so awkward.

"call!"

Lin Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief and washed her face. She decided to get up an hour earlier from tomorrow to do some housework with Zhang Xuan.
Chapter completed!