Bigshot Gets Loved By All After Transmigrating Into A Book

Ji Churan picked up the candy.

A string of English on the candy wrapper was something she had never seen before.

She peeled off the candy wrapper and put the candy in her mouth. It was really sweet.

"If you want to eat, I have it here."

Jiang Yu took out another handful of candy from his pocket, colorful candy wrappers, like a colorful world.

She shoved it into her hand, "Choose whatever flavor you want."

These candies were still in the pile of snacks that Jiang Xingyi gave her at the beginning. She thought it was delicious, so she brought some with her to relieve her cravings.

Ji Churan lowered his eyelashes and whispered, "Thank you."

Jiang Yu said warmly, "Then come with me."

As soon as she finished saying this, there was a sound at the door.

The police are here.

"Who reported the case?"

Two young men came, dressed in police uniforms. The man in front had a baby face and looked like he had just graduated.

"Comrade police! You are finally here!" Ji Guomin immediately rushed forward, pointed at Jiang Yu and shouted, "It's this bitch who broke into our house, kicked our house, and beat me!"

Yan Xia followed the direction he pointed to Jiang Yu who was sitting on the sofa.

The girl looked cold, and when she heard Ji Guomin's words, she just raised her eyes lazily.

Yan Xia looked at the belt she was stepping on, and then watched Ji Guomin lift up her sleeves and pants, revealing the injuries on her arms and calves. The two red ones were indeed just hit.

It's just that the other party looks like an underage girl, this is not a serious injury, at most it can only criticize education.

It's just that Yan Xia is puzzled by the current situation. Who would rush to someone's house to beat someone?

And the girl sitting next to her was nervous, and she looked a little like this couple, and she should be their daughter, which made things even more incredible.

"Uncle police..." Ji Churan stood up first, "I can tell you the truth."

Yan Xia's brows trembled.

uncle?

Is he that old?

He clearly has a baby face!

Yan Xia held back the twitching at the corner of his mouth and said with a solemn expression, "You say it."

Ji Guomin suddenly said unhappily, "What do you want to lose money? Do you want to turn your elbows out! Do you want to help an outsider to frame Lao Tzu!"

Yan Xia frowned.

Losing money?

How could a father say that to his daughter?

Tong Manyun also continued, "Of course, don't be confused. Your surname is Ji, and you belong to Ji's family. You have to remember your own identity. How can you help an outsider?"

Tong Manyun winked at Ji Churan desperately, but Ji Churan turned a blind eye.

She held the candy in her palm, made a certain determination, put all the candy in her pocket, then turned around, slowly lifted her clothes, revealing the mottled scars on her back, and said,

"I want to report that I suffered domestic violence and the person who beat me was my father."

The wounds on her back were new, and there were also old wounds that seemed to have passed for some years, criss-crossing, and Yan Xia, who had already seen many bloody wounds, could not bear it.

This father, it is too cruel to start.

And the little girl has so many injuries after only showing so much. If you really have to count the whole body, you don't know how many scars there will be.

Yan Xia's tone cooled down, but he was facing Ji Guomin, "Tell me, what's going on?"

"You're wronged!" Ji Guomin shouted, "I didn't hit her, she was framing me. These injuries were accidentally encountered in school and have nothing to do with me!"

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