Fang Ruoxuan's words were almost perfectly made up, just the same as what Shi Qinglan said to him, and there was no trace of lies.

"Yeah." Yu Mu's suspicion of Fang Ruoxuan was a little relieved.

He confirmed with her again, "Sister Lan is in the Medical Research Department, right? She didn't go anywhere else?"

"Where can you go?" Fang Ruoxuan looked at him in confusion.

Those eyes were full of innocence and clarity, as if they were really curious, as if they didn't understand Yu Mu's meaning.

Yu Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, "Nothing."

After the sound came to an end, he turned back to his office.

...

In the dungeon at the bottom of Jingshi Pavilion.

The dark and wet cell was so drowsy that there was no light. The mistaken people imprisoned in other places heard miserable howls from time to time, and all kinds of cruel punishments came one after another...

Shi Qinglan leaned lazily against the cold wall. She sat on the ground and bent her legs, put her arms casually on her knees. The big-name sitting posture looked like she didn't seem to be suffering at all.

"Cry--" The door of the dungeon was suddenly pushed open.

Hearing the sound, Shi Qinglan casually tucked his eyelids, and sure enough, he saw Fang Ruoxuan walking towards her arrogantly.

She raised her lips and looked at her proudly, "Shi Qinglan, how does it feel to be locked up here?"

"It's quite fresh." Shi Qinglan raised his eyebrows slightly.

After all, except for Qi Yexuan, no one has ever dared to treat her like this, which is an interesting experience.

Fang Ruoxuan didn't care, "You just keep showing off. I'll tell you, I've just gone to see Brother Mu, and they are very angry with your behavior! They especially support me in treating you like this, so don't expect them to protect you!"

"Is that true?" Shi Qinglan's red lips gently slid.

She lowered her eyes and stood up slowly on the ground with one hand. She probably got beaten to a slight concussion. When she got up, she felt a little dizzy, so she closed her eyes and eased.

Shi Qinglan looked up at her, "Ms. Fang went back in a short time, is she here to tell me this?"

"Of course not." Fang Ruoxuan wrapped her arms in front of her.

She rolled her eyes and glanced at the bodyguard beside her, proudly raised her jaw and ordered, "Give her the things."

"Yes." The bodyguard of the Fang family immediately threw something in.

Shi Qinglan's eyes swept over and saw a steamed bun wrapped in a plastic bag and rolling over from his feet.

Through the transparent plastic bag packaging, it is clearly visible that there are a few mold spots on the steamed buns, and there is a bit of an unpleasant mold smell in this already humid air...

Fang Ruoxuan looked at her sarcastically, "Shi Qinglan, I'm kind enough to bring you food! Don't you feel uncomfortable when you're hungry. After all, this may be your last meal."

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan lowered his eyes and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Miss Fang's meal was really unique." She bent down and picked up the steamed bun, held it in her hand and played with it through the packaging bag.

Suddenly, Shi Qinglan raised his hand and threw the steamed buns into her face, "But keep it for you to eat it yourself!"

"Ah——" Fang Ruoxuan then screamed in surprise.

Before she returned to the dungeon to ridicule Shi Qinglan, she had treated the wound first. The scar on her cheek was covered with a bandage, and the steamed bun that Shi Qinglan threw just hit this position.

The blood that had finally stopped flowed out again...

"Shi Qinglan, what are you doing!" Fang Ruoxuan couldn't help but scream in collapse, raising her hand to cover her cheek.

The doctor said that the whip was very heavy, and it was hard to say whether the scars would be left after recovery. She must take care of it. If the wound is torn or even suppurated, it will definitely be left.

Fang Ruoxuan is a daughter who was fond of a wealthy family. She could not bear the grievance of scars on her face. She noticed the scorching pain on her cheeks, and she jumped up like a fur.

Shi Qinglan's red lips curled up slightly, "I haven't even treated my wounds. How could the wound on Miss Fang's face be bandaged so beautifully? You should be glad that you only gave me a steamed bun."

I could only hit her once, and it was not satisfying.

The whip shouldn't have been thrown away before. She should have been whipped once Fang Ruoxuan came, otherwise it would not be enough for her to relieve her.

"You..." Fang Ruoxuan stared at her with red eyes.

She was so angry that she stamped her feet on the spot, "Shi Qinglan! Remember me! Master Xiao has loved me since he was a child. When he comes back tomorrow... I want you to pay back everything you owe me!"

"Let's wait and see." Shi Qinglan's eyes slid slightly, raised his chin and signaled the direction of the eye door, "Get out."

Fang Ruoxuan looked at her with gritted teeth and turned around and left.

The bodyguard of the Fang family looked at the figure of his lady leaving. He turned his head and looked at it, and secretly touched a Roujiamo from his arms.

"That... Hackers, my buddies and I have always admired you very much. I didn't expect that when we met, I even swung you with an iron hammer. I'm sorry."

He sneakily handed over the Roujiamo, "This one is still warm and you can keep it for eating, but don't tell my lady."

Shi Qinglan lowered his eyes and glanced at the Roujiamo in his hand.

But he just slipped his hands into his pocket and had no intention of taking them over, "Thank you, but no need."

She never wanted to accept any alms in her life.

Besides, it was the alms of the person who attacked her.

After the sound came, she turned around and walked back to the corner of the cell, sat down with her legs crossed affectionately, leaning against the wall and closing her eyes to rest.

The bodyguard of the Fang family looked at her hesitantly, but in the end he put the Roujiamo on the ground, then turned around and chased her out.

Shi Qinglan raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. He was swung out by the hammer and the blood from the trauma finally cloted by himself. She was dizzy, nausea and a little tinnitus. She didn't have any medicine on her body, and she didn't know if there was any intracranial hemorrhage.

She was not in the mood to deal with Fang Ruoxuan now, but just diagnosed her own pulse. Anyway, there would be no problem living until tomorrow, so she could only wait for the old Pavilion Master Xiao to come back before talking about it.

But if Acheng can't contact her, he may be anxious.

...

The next day, the atmosphere in the entire Jingshi Pavilion was completely different.

As the head of Jingshi Pavilion, Xiao Qing is also the founder of the world's largest organization. He is respected in any field and is also an extremely authoritative existence. When Jingshi Pavilion learned that he was back today, all of them were cheered up.

"Old Master Xiao has one hour to arrive at the airport." Yu Mu raised his hand and looked at the time on his wristwatch, "Who are you going to pick it up?"

"I'll go." Gu Yan opened his lips coldly, "Brother Yan's body is not suitable for a trip to the airport. I'll pick him up."

"Yeah." Li Chu smiled sweetly and showed two dimples.

He looked at Gu Yan sideways, and a faint starlight lit up in his foggy eyes, "Just go with A Yan."
Chapter completed!