Because of An Qing's unexpected phone call, and because Zhang Ziyu suffered from An Qing's phone calls several times, she was wary of An Qing's phone calls, and even made her voice a little louder unconsciously, so that the people behind her could hear it.
Clearly.
But to the ears of the private detective, it turned out that Zhang Ziyu was deliberately denying it, and An Qing had been pursuing his own things.
Of course, it was just a recording of the phone call, which was obviously not enough.
Two days later, An Qing took the initiative to find Zhang Ziyu.
As soon as he saw her, he excitedly took her hand and shouted: "Ziyu, I don't know what to do."
I've been looking for you for two days.
When will you return my grandfather's calligraphy to me?
It was my grandfather's proud work.
You said you could settle the differences with me and become friends, so I secretly took it out.
How many days has it been?
Please give it to me quickly.
Otherwise, if my grandpa finds out, he will be angry with me."
An Qing grabbed Zhang Ziyu's hand and said anxiously.
Many people in the school saw this scene.
Zhang Ziyu tried desperately to break away from An Qing's hand, but the hand held her tightly like an iron pliers, and she couldn't get rid of it despite several pushes: " Wu Anqing, you are crazy.
When did I take your things?
Don't talk nonsense."
"How could you do this?
You came to me to apologize that day, saying you were sorry for me in the past and asking me to forgive you.
You also told me about your own life experience.
I felt that it was not easy for you and me, and we were both quite pitiful, so I forgave you.
You, then you said that you came to me every night because you were afraid that other students would tell you.
There are surveillance cameras in the corridor.
If you don’t believe me, you can adjust it.
I thought we were friends, and I told you everything.
Even if you wanted to see my grandpa’s copybook, I agreed to it.
How could you do this?"
An Qing said while crying, and everyone around him looked at her.
This is Zhang Ziyu.
Zhang Ziyu couldn't argue at this time.
He only pushed An Qing desperately and shouted: "It's nothing, it's nothing.
I haven't reconciled with you at all, and I haven't taken your grandfather's copybook.
Don't falsely accuse me."
An Qing looked at Zhang Ziyu blankly after hearing these words, and slowly loosened his hands, sobbing: "I know, you just hate me, and what you said before about reconciling with me was all an act. , you just want to take revenge on me for not lying for you in the first place So many people ask, I can't tell the truth.
When you tried to strangle me, I didn't call the police.
Isn't that enough?
You, how could you do this?"
An Qing covered her mouth and ran away crying.
Got it Because it was just after class, there were many students coming and going in the school, so this part was seen by many people.
When Zhang Ziyu faced An Qing, he almost didn’t even have a chance to reply, but what followed was An Qing running away Go away, the accusations of countless people The private detective just hired by Fangda was hiding among the onlookers.
Naturally, this scene was not wasted and the entire scene was included.
Zhang Ziyu didn't know what kind of medicine An Qing was selling in his gourd.
Apart from being confused, he felt that An Qing was suffering from delusions of being persecuted.
While pushing the crowd of onlookers, he left quickly, not even bothering to explain.
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After all, his reputation was so good.
Things are no longer something she can imagine.
"Host, your performance just now is a classic, it can even light up your acting skills."
Regarding An Qing's outstanding performance just now, a certain system can no longer express other emotions besides being amazed, but it is silently sad in its heart. : The host is making rapid progress, but the host dislikes this system.
How will I live in the future?
"Mr.
Fang, I think the investigation results you want are available.
Can I see you?"
The private detective looked at the information he collected and called Fang Dagang. tgt ttrgt: