Song Jiumei: "The check is real! This is Song Jiuyue's check to me!"
Liu Zhiming: "Song Jiuyue is the person behind the scenes?"
Song Jiumei: "No! I'm warning you, you know this and I know it, don't let Song Jiuyue know about it!"
Liu Zhiming: "In this case, pay the hush money."
Song Jiumei: "You—"
With a sigh of relief, Song Jiumei said angrily: "Give me the account number, and I will transfer the money to you at dawn!"
"How many?"
"One hundred thousand!"
Liu Zhiming raised the check in Yang's hand: "Is this check real?"
"Of course it's true! Song Jiuyue is my own sister!"
"You are so ruthless. Two sisters teamed up to kill a woman."
"Song Jiuyue doesn't know about this at all. If you dare to leak even the slightest bit of news, don't blame me for being cruel!"
Liu Zhiming gave a ruffian smile, and put on a rascal look, and swiped Song Jiumei's face with the check: "It seems that you have a deep hatred with that woman."
Song Jiumei took half a step back, frowned and nose feeling uncomfortable, knowing that after Song Wuyou's car exploded, she was in a very good mood.
She smiled coldly: "I have no grudge against her, I just can't understand her. An illegitimate daughter can marry Young Master Gu, why?"
"Oh, so it's for men." Liu Zhiming smiled deeper.
"The car accident didn't kill her last time, it only caused her to have a miscarriage. This time it finally killed her." Song Jiumei smiled coldly and triumphantly: "From the first day she came into my house, I didn't like her."
"You are really ruthless." Liu Zhiming clicked his tongue.
"Don't be ruthless, how can I get rid of the hatred in my heart? That bitch Song Wuyou is lucky. I have spent so much energy and money behind her back to make her reputation rotten. She can still marry Young Master Gu and become the envy of everyone. Mrs. Gu. Well now, this Mrs. Gu, she was taken to hell."
Liu Zhiming looked at Song Jiumei's distorted expression, and felt really sorry for her.
"Why don't you leave?" Song Jiumei suddenly felt that she had talked too much, and gave Liu Zhiming a disdainful look: "I'm so complacent, why would I talk so much to an inferior person like you?"
"Who do you say is inferior?" Liu Zhiming was displeased.
"Hmph! I can ask you to help me, of course it is to find out your background. A group of orphans abandoned by their parents, what is it if they are not inferior people?" Song Jiumei walked over and opened the door: "Please..."
Before she could say the word 'go out', Song Jiumei's face changed drastically when she saw the man standing at the door, her arrogant and complacent arrogance suddenly withered, and her wide eyes were terrified: "Gu... Gu... Young Master Gu..."
Gu Yanhao's eyes were dark, and Senhan looked at Song Jiumei coldly.
Wearing a black suit, like a ghost that just walked out of the darkness, exuding a shocking hostility.
Seeing him, Song Jiumei keenly sensed a dangerous aura.
"Even dare to touch my woman, you are so brave." The tone was neither serious nor serious, and the tone was unhurried, but there was endless coldness.
At this moment, Song Jiumei seemed to be pierced by ten thousand arrows, panicking and restless.
She turned around abruptly and looked at Liu Zhiming in astonishment: "You betrayed me?"
Liu Zhiming said coldly: "If Mrs. Gu hadn't saved me, I would be smashed to pieces now."
Song Jiumei suddenly screamed: "What? Song Wuyou is not dead?!"
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When Gu Yanhao returned to the hospital, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning.
From M City to the UK to meet clients, he came back in a hurry before taking a rest, and then dealt with Song Jiumei's affairs. There was a hint of exhaustion between his handsome brows.
When he was not in the hospital, Mu Gu was always watching over Song Wuyou. When Gu Yanhao came back, there was one more person in the ward, Mr. Gu.