Ex-husband, Behave Yourself

Her steps step out, unexpectedly, the woman behind her in a panic to chase out, in order to rush up, was the man with a beard on his neck.

When song ran turned back, she saw that her face was red and her hands were powerless to tap the hand on her neck. It seemed that she was going to die at any time.

She is a little dissatisfied, horizontal eyebrow light swept a look, drink to stop: "let go."

The bearded man hesitated, but obediently let go of his hand. Then his body stubbornly blocked between Song ran and the woman. He reached forward and fiercely said, "if you have anything to say, stand away and say it."

Liao Qiu held on to the wall for a long time. Then she stretched her neck and tried to make eye contact with song ran. "I agree to all the conditions you said. I still have the evidence that I did something on the tax account at that time. Is my grandmother really going to be ok?"

"Don't worry."

Song ran took back his sight from the mountain like man in front of him. "I have got all the evidence you said. If I can't do it, I can not come to see you today, and find someone to send you directly to the prosecutor's office."

After that, she turned her head and walked out the door.

When he went down the stairs again, Yan Hao and the man who he called for names to follow.

One of the men, with a light on, held his cell phone over Song Ran's head and carefully protected it all the way. The other man followed her step by step, not fast or slow.

Song ran realizes that he turns his head and asks Yan Hao, "what kind of business does Mr. Shan do? He needs a group of well-trained bodyguards around him."

After stepping on the last step, Yan Hao caught his head when he heard this question. "It has nothing to do with business. Our young master is..."

In the middle of the speech, he noticed something wrong and simply waved his hand and stopped saying, "in a word, our young master is a good man. He is afraid that Miss Song will not be safe, so he arranged for them to come here."

Song ran stops by the door of the car and looks at the man who is still holding his mobile phone stubbornly. The light of his eyes sweeps in the past. The man quickly responds and turns off the light of the mobile phone. At the same time, he takes a few steps back to keep a close distance.

"All right." She took back her sight, looked at Yan Hao, opened the door again, bent over and stepped into the car. She said calmly, "what kind of person are you young master, he can know what kind of person you are."

With that, he nodded gently, "but thank him for this matter."

Listening to song Ran's tone relaxed, Yan Hao was shy and smiling again. "Our young master is rushing back to Shanghai to prepare the master's birthday party. He will come back again. Thank you, you can wait for him when he comes back and tell him in person."

Song ran stooped down and sat in the car. Hearing this, he glanced up his eyes and took the door with him.

She had made it clear that day what she should have said. She thought that Shan Rao was not a man of no importance. Besides, she had no intention to investigate those trivial matters.

At the moment, there are other things that interest her more.

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two days later, in a star rated Japanese material store in Kyoto.

Shangrui is led by the waiter in kimono. After turning several turns, he finally lifts the curtain of one of the private rooms, changes his shoes at the door, and raises his feet to step in.

He was followed by a young woman in a mask and a cap.

The young woman came in after him, changed her shoes, stood by the door, and looked at the woman who was kneeling at the table, boiling a glass of sake.

She was about thirty-six years old. She was black and straight. She was wearing a light gray Beret on her head. She was wearing a delicate heavy make-up.

Her posture is easy and easy, like a life fastidious. She is fastidious in her every move. However, she has a pair of red phoenix eyes, which are matched with her make-up. She looks a bit aggressive.

Liao Qiu only looked at it, and then stood there for a while before she lifted her feet and walked in.

And the woman picked up the porcelain green sake pot, and when pouring wine into the glass in front of her, she glanced casually, "are you the girl Mr. Shang said? Take off the mask and I'll have a look

The voice falls, that wine pot gently knock on the table in front of, make not light not heavy sound.

When Liao Qiu heard the speech, he gave a slight "um" sound, took off his mask and hat, put it aside, and knelt down on his side. "I'm Liao Qiu. I'm always recommended."

Shang Rui takes a look at Liao Qiu, smiles and reaches out his hand again. "This is Mrs. Smith, and Mr. Smith are mainly engaged in foreign trade in Britain."

In the gap between the man's mouth, Mrs. Smith had raised her eyes again, looked at the woman in front of her, and then picked up the bright red lips with a smile.

"It seems to be very smart indeed. When you get to the UK, I can give you the right to operate a branch. As long as you have the ability, the future is not in doubt."

Women always speak in a relaxed manner, with a superior momentum.Liao Qiu raised his eyes to observe quietly. After a pause, he summoned up the courage to question, "I am not sure that the promises you have given will be fulfilled in time. Britain is a strange country to me after all. Before I leave here, I must confirm some information."

"How do you want to be sure?" Liao Qiu's insidious aggression in her words angered her. She gently picked up her wine glass and drank, while she glanced at her eyes. She reminded her, "don't forget that you have a criminal record now. The longer you stay here, the greater the chance of being watched by the Song family."

"So..." Grasping the key information, Liao Qiu's eyebrows tightened. "Ask me to frame Fengrui's tax evasion. Mrs. Smith is also very clear about this matter?"

"It's not something you should worry about." The visitor's eyes were on the alert for a moment, but without waiting for a response, shangrui has already coughed in advance, with a cold warning in his words, "I'll give you three days to think about it. After three days, whether you go or not, Yunteng will not take you in again."

The conversation here is at a standstill for a while, while in the private room on the other side, song Ran is looking at the computer picture in front of her.

The unsteady picture sometimes reflects shangrui's face, and sometimes reveals the face of a woman with red lips.

"She's not English?" Woman Ning eyebrows, the operation of the mouse cut a still clear picture, "check, what background."

The assistant's mobile phone just rang "Ding Dong". She opened the screen, staring at the pictures on the interface, and said, "I'll check it right away."

He leaned back to the back of the chair and looked at it with half squint eyes. He seemed to be thinking about something. At this time, the picture in front of me was shaking again. The woman in the picture was getting up from her seat and lifting her feet to the door.

Then, there was a light sound of opening the door next door.

Song ran shallow a hook lip, will be in front of the computer closed, a little wait for a while before he stood up, "I go to the bathroom."

Along the low porch eaves, turn forward a few turns, and finally arrive at a bathroom door.

Push open the door to go in, see a well-dressed woman is facing the toilet mirror in front of the wash basin, song ran eyes light does not turn, straight to the bathroom the innermost compartment.

When she came out again, she was about to go to the washing table. The woman turned around and took the lipstick in her hand until she stabbed song Ran's chest.

She responded, step to the side of a retreat, to avoid after standing still, face or calm expression.

Mrs. Smith looked a little surprised, but she put away the lipstick in time and gave a rather apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention. Didn't you get dirty?"

"It doesn't matter." Song ran also followed a shallow hook lip, "just a lipstick, even if it is dirty, it will not hurt the great elegance."

After that, he changed his eyes and ignored the people around him. He continued to wash his hands at the hand washing table.

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