Song Shu looked at her like a machine gun, spitting out gunshots in one breath. She was clear and coherent, and every sentence made sense, making her want to laugh inexplicably.
This little girl is different from before, much more lovable.
After Song Yiyan finished speaking, she looked up at the police and stretched out her hand to them: "Take me away!"
The policemen wanted to die. Grandma, aunt, don’t embarrass these little shrimps. Who dares to touch her? She is the niece of General Song and the daughter of the Song family!
Song Yiyan frowned: "What are you doing standing still? Hurry up and cuff me and take me away!"
The leading policeman touched his head in embarrassment and looked at Song Shu tremblingly: "General Song, please hurry up and persuade Miss Song. We were confused just now. We will adjust the surveillance right away. Right now."
Song Shu looked solemn and upright, and said: "Our Song family never protects our shortcomings. If she makes a mistake and you take her away, I will have no objection."
Song Yiyan actually didn't have much impression of this uncle. He was away from home all year round, either performing tasks or on the way to perform tasks. He only appeared and disappeared during the New Year.
She only knows that her uncle is known as the God of War in the army. He is very powerful and awesome. He is the most promising man among the men in the Song family and the most respected son of the old man in the family.
Each of the Song family members was more disgusting than the last. Unexpectedly, this uncle impressed her and treated her quite well.
Jiang Qiuhai saw that the police had gone to adjust the surveillance system. He broke out in a cold sweat. Knowing that something was wrong, he pulled his mistress and walked forward: "I'm sorry, General Song. It's our fault. It's all our fault. You As long as adults don’t remember the faults of villains, please spare us this time!”
He never dreamed that General Song would suddenly appear here, and the woman with the brat Jin Yunzhe was the daughter of the Song family.
General Song has always been a man of iron and blood, and he has no tolerance for sand in his eyes. He has no good feelings toward people with moral stains.
The mistress was also frightened and turned pale. She was trembling with fear. She knew in her heart that she was unlucky. It was too bad. She forgot to read the almanac when she went out. How could such a thing happen? No matter what, it was definitely right to pretend to be cowardly and admit her mistake.
"Sir, you shouldn't ask me about this matter. You have to ask your wife if she is willing to spare you." Song Shu looked at the man in front of him, with obvious disgust flashing in his eyes.
Jin Wanqing glanced gratefully at the tall, handsome man next to her, and then at Jiang Qiuhai opposite, who was holding his tail between his legs like a grandson. Looking at him more than once would make him feel sick: "I want a divorce, and I want custody of Mengmeng." , and the house I live in now, I don’t want anything else.
If you agree, I will treat what happened today as if it never happened. "
Jiang Qiuhai has always been unwilling to divorce Jin Wanqing, dragging her down again and again, just for the custody of his daughter Jiang Mengmeng and a house. He wants Jin Wanqing to get clean and leave the house without giving her anything. .
But he didn't expect that people are not as good as God, and he ended up here. He felt cruel and nodded: "Okay, I promise you whatever you say."
Song Shu naturally disdains being familiar with people like Jiang Qiuhai, and naturally he won't do anything to him. He's just an ant, and it's not enough to make him angry.
Jin Wanqing only wanted that and wanted nothing else. All these years of youth and sincerity she had given were just like feeding the dog.
The rest of the day
(End of chapter)