Yang Hong's home is a row of small courtyards. There are three or four families living in the courtyard. When we come to the innermost one, the courtyard is much larger than the other courtyards, but there are eight families living here.

A group of children were running around and playing in the yard, which looked very lively.

Gu Qingyuan and Wang Xiaolu both held large and small bags of things in their hands. When they walked into the yard, the children playing immediately stopped and looked at them with bright eyes.

See which house they enter from, which means you can eat the good things in their hands.

When a little fat man saw Gu Qingyuan and the others walking into his room, he jumped up on his short legs and walked over in a bounding motion.

"Who are you looking for?" asked the little fat man, who was about seven or eight years old.

"Looking for your sister!"

Wang Xiaolu smiled, obviously knowing this little boy.

"It is you!"

Little Fatty curled his lips, losing most of his previous enthusiasm. It seemed that he didn't have a good impression of Wang Xiaolu.

"Is she at home?"

Gu Qingyuan asked with a smile, touching the little chubby cheek, which was full of elasticity.

"Here." Little Fatty nodded, raised his head, and glanced at Gu Qingyuan timidly.

Gu Qingyuan knocked on the door gently, and the person who opened the door was a pretty face, looking at Gu Qingyuan doubtfully.

"Hello Yang Hong!"

Wang Xiaolu behind him smiled and said hello.

When she found out it was Wang Xiaolu, Yang Hong's fair face instantly turned cold. When she was about to close the door, she was blocked by Gu Qingyuan.

"Yang Hong, let me talk to you about something about Xue Zhaozhao."

Gu Qingyuan explained hurriedly.

Yang Hong frowned, with an unhappy expression on her face. Before Gu Qingyuan could explain a few words, curses could be heard in the room.

"You are talking about your little bitch. If you come to harass my daughter, I will fight you for my life!"

Then, a middle-aged man came out, pushed the door open with a bang, and walked out angrily, holding a rolling pin in his hand!

Looking at Gu Qingyuan, still holding the gift in his hand, the middle-aged man hesitated slightly.

"Who are you?" the middle-aged man asked with a frown.

"Uncle, let's talk in the house. It's a good thing."

Gu Qingyuan smiled with the corner of his mouth raised, and his attitude was modest. It was very different from Xue Zhaozhao's group who came to negotiate forcefully.

"Give me a little time, let's go in and talk, this is the New Year!"

Gu Qingyuan added that the saying "New Year's Day" is indeed very practical.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, looked at Gu Qingyuan's kind smile, and nodded after a moment.

After shrinking and walking in, Gu Qingyuan and Wang Xiaolu placed the things they brought at the door. The little chubby guy from before also followed in, his eyes always falling on those exquisite boxes.

"Sit on the sofa."

The middle-aged man pointed to the sofa and said lightly.

"good."

Gu Qingyuan smiled and nodded without being polite, walked over and sat down.

The small spring sofa was very comfortable to sit on. Gu Qingyuan leaned on the sofa and scanned the room.

Things are neatly arranged, and there are lush flowers on the window sill at the door. Princess's TV series is playing on the Panda color TV.

There is also a puppy at the door of the room, with its front hooves propped on the door frame, looking at the stranger in the room.

"What exactly is going on?"

The middle-aged man moved a chair and sat across from Gu Qingyuan, asking with an unhappy expression.

Gu Qingyuan raised his head and looked over, only to realize that Wang Xiaolu had not sat over, but was standing aside with his body curled up.

"Oh, here's the thing..."

Gu Qingyuan smiled slightly and spoke lightly.

After hearing that Xue Zhaozhao and his son were arrested, the middle-aged man couldn't help but slap his thigh and stood up excitedly.

Yang Hong also opened her eyes wide, her beautiful eyes flickering and looking at Gu Qingyuan in disbelief.

"Really?" the middle-aged man exclaimed. At this time, a middle-aged woman also walked out of the room inside. She looked very similar to Yang Hong and should be her mother.

He looked at Gu Qingyuan with the same excited expression.

"It's absolutely true. You can feel free to ask around."

Gu Qingyuan smiled lightly and said easily, and couldn't help but pick up the fruits on the coffee table and start eating them.

"Great, great!"

A middle-aged woman came over with red eyes, clenched her fists, and said forcefully: "God has eyes."

"The purpose of coming here today is still the matter Yang Hong had with you before."

Suddenly, Gu Qingyuan's expression became serious and he looked at Yang Hong.

"What's wrong?"

the middle-aged man asked.

"It's about the previous reconciliation. Now you are retracting your confession and saying that you were forced to reconcile before. I want that Xue Zhaozhao to be the focus of the sentence!"

Gu Qingyuan said.

"no problem!"

The middle-aged man agreed directly without any hesitation.

It turned out that Gu Qingyuan was still worried. The family didn't want to mention that matter anymore and just wanted to let it go. Unexpectedly, their family hated Xue Zhaozhao so much!

"It was forced in the first place, what should we do now?"

The middle-aged man looked excited and looked directly at Gu Qingyuan, looking very impatient.

"Just go to the police station and register."

"Then let's leave now. You can take us with you!" the middle-aged man said.

"good!"

Gu Qingyuan smiled faintly, peeled off the orange peel and ate it.

"That..."

The middle-aged man looked at Gu Qingyuan, he was already ready to get the banana.

"Well, let's go."

Gu Qingyuan took two at once and threw one to Wang Xiaolu.

Yang Hong went to the police station with his father. After cleaning up briefly, he went out with Gu Qingyuan and the others.

Originally, this man did not want these things, but Gu Qingyuan insisted on keeping these things in celebration of the New Year.

However, this man was not without plans. After the police station, he invited this young man to have a big meal at the best restaurant in Linzhou City, Linzhou No. 1.

The four of them walked to the entrance of the alley together. The alley was very narrow and cars could not enter. The middle-aged man held an Alto car key and turned it over and over in his hand.

Not far away, a dilapidated Alto was parked in front of the Mercedes-Benz G car. At this time, it looked even smaller, like a toy car.

"Let's go, take my car there."

The man smiled, inserted the key and just turned it, the big G's lights came on.

"Let's go, take my seat."

Gu Qingyuan said lightly and sat down with Wang Xiaolu.

Wang Xiaolu pulled down the window, leaned out and glanced back at Yang Hong. Such vanity made him feel that the distance between them could be shortened.

After a slight hesitation, the man pulled Yang Hong and sat in the car, and then he felt calm.

Anyone who can bring down Xue Zhaozhao and his son must be strong, so it is normal to drive such a car.
Chapter completed!