Ex-husband, Behave Yourself

In the evening, after the suburbs and then driving south, about 10 kilometers away in front of a dilapidated apartment building, just stopped two black cars.

The door of one of the co drivers was opened and a young man stepped down to the back seat of the car behind him. He opened the door and met a woman with a cold look.

Song ran was wearing a black, slim, narrow shoulder suit. After getting out of the car, he first looked up and looked at it. Then he slightly twisted his eyebrows and asked the man around him, "is it here?"

"Yes." Yan Hao stretched out his hand and pointed up, "people are on the third floor."

As it was getting late, several street lamps were lit up outside the apartment building in turn. But looking up, the old lamps were covered with black, which almost covered up the light that was not bright enough, so that the vision was so dim that the corridor could not be seen clearly.

When the assistant turned on the light with his mobile phone, song ran raised his feet, stepped on the potholed concrete path with high heels, and walked up cautiously.

The apartment looks like an unfinished project many years ago. Only the basic outline has been built. The wall is still red brick. All the way up, the balcony of the staircase storehouse is not sealed, and the air is filled with a faint musty smell.

If he had not been here in person, song ran could hardly imagine that there was such an undiscovered land boundary in Kyoto.

All the way to the third floor, there is a resident on the left and right of the stairs. On the left is a wooden door, which is half open. It doesn't look like someone lives. Song ran naturally turns her body to the right, stares at the rusty iron door in front of her, and asks the man who follows him, "here?"

"Well." Yan Hao nodded, stepped up two steps, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door was opened from the inside, and through the crack of the door, they looked at a man with a strong body and stubble on his face.

Song Ran's eyebrows wrinkled imperceptibly. He looked the man up and down, and then turned his head slightly. His eyes swept over his back.

The three or five men stood side by side. Each of them was big and strong, but they didn't look like ordinary local ruffians. They didn't have a word of superfluous nonsense, except for the vigilant observation from the left and right.

Before she lifted her feet into the door, she pursed her lips and said, "you single young master, you are really unfathomable."

Yan Hao sniffed and pretended not to understand. He took the lead in pushing the door to the end, and then put on the posture of inviting people, "Miss Song, people are inside."

After crossing the threshold, the first thing to see is a square wooden table placed in the middle of the living room. There are some water and food on the table. In addition, there is a yellow sofa beside it.

She went on a little further and stopped in front of a wooden door that had taken off the paint. She looked at the person next to her. The man with a beard reached out and turned the door handle away.

With a bang, the pushed door hit the brick wall next to it, and then bounced back, which was beaten back by the man's fist again.

This is not a small movement, the woman sitting in the sofa with her knees in her arms shrank for a while, and then raised a pair of frightened eyes from her disordered hair and stared at the visitor.

In addition to the three or five strong men, what she recognized at a glance was song ran.

"Miss Song..."

His dry lips moved up and down, and then he fell down from the sofa, tearing his hoarse voice and repeating, "Miss Song."

Song ran frowned again. She stood outside the door and looked down at the woman who looked a little embarrassed. Her expression was gloomy at the speed visible to the naked eye.

"Miss Liao." Her red lips gently lifted up and asked, "should I call you Liao Qiu or Liao Qing?"

Two days ago, when she was blocked in the door by a group of strong men, she had already guessed the specific reason. At this time, song Ran's appearance also confirmed her conjecture.

She reached out her hand and pulled out the messy hair on her forehead at will. She simply said frankly: "the tax evasion of Fengrui is my hands and feet. Since you find out, I have no intention to defend myself."

"Yes." Song Ran's brow gradually widened, and his sight wandered around in the narrow space, and finally fell on the shelf beside him. "Do you know, once such a high amount of financial crime is sentenced, will he go to prison for several years?"

A mountaineering bag was placed on the shelf of the iron sheet ash. The zipper of the bag was open, revealing a pile of clothes with fallen dust. Song ran went to the side, picked up one of the White Chiffon shirts with his fingers and pulled out his passport which was pressed under it.

The eye light lightly swept one eye, smile way: "Shang Rui gives you how many benefits? He agreed to give you a green card in the UK, and even let your family move in, so that you can leave Kyoto forever and get rid of the stigma of your career. "

Mention of family, Liao Qiu's eyes color changed, eyes gathered up a burst of fire, "you checked my family?"

"It's not hard to find out."

Song ran didn't deny it. After closing the passport, he waved it again and handed it to the assistant next to him. Then he looked at the old man again, "your grandmother's operation has just been finished, and she is recovering well. She will be discharged in two months."

Song Ran is not good at threatening others. She feels that it is not a proper means. But this time, in front of Liao Qiu, she takes the lead in breaking the example.In fact, she didn't say a word of threat, but the other party had obviously felt the danger. Just hearing the word "grandma", her eyes flashed, and then she fell to one side with her hands on the ground full of dust.

"I'm sorry for you. I'm sorry for the Song family. I'm willing to go to jail and be punished. You can vent your anger any way you want, but don't touch her. She has a bad heart and can't stand a lot of trouble..."

Said that, that salty wet tears fell on the ground, was wrapped in dust.

"As long as you go to prison, the verdict will be delivered to your family, and she will know sooner or later."

Looking down, song ran stares at the woman under her, numb and calm in her heart.

Then there was silence for a while. She continued to cry until she was tired of crying. Then she leaned on the sofa leg beside her. There was a dead silence under her eyes.

The light on his head is dim, and everything around him is a bit old-fashioned. Song ran raises his wrist and takes a look at the time. Then he says: "the damage you have done to the Song family is already an established fact. No matter whether your crime is known by the public or not, the current situation faced by the Song family is irreparable. This is also the reason why shangrui will not really help you Even if you're caught, it doesn't matter to him

After a pause, before the other party asked questions, she said to herself, "I can promise not to move or let shangrui move your family, but before that, I need you to do something for me."

The air was silent for two seconds, and the woman's eyes opened, then she trembled and asked, "what's the matter?"

When she asked, the hope that lit up in her heart at that moment disappeared again. She moved her lips and teeth and shook her head helplessly, "I won't harm people again. Shangrui now only wants to send me out. He won't believe me again..."

"Harm?" Song Ran's eyes flashed a scornful light, and then sneered, "I won't let you harm him, but he will send you to England. After that, he should arrange for you how to settle down. After all, you've sold your life for him. It's not too much to ask for this... "

The room opened a window to the south. The old glass sliding window was shaken by the wind, making a sound of "bang Dang Bang Dang". Song ran held her eyebrows and felt that the musty smell in the narrow space had become stronger after the wind had passed.

She did not have this leisure, turned to the door, and told the assistant, "other things to you to deal with, I return to the car waiting for you."

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