Pampering cool and thin beloved wife

Chapter 72 The Grand Wedding (7)
The heavy rain lasted for three full days before the momentum slowed down and gradually showed signs of clearing up.

Early in the morning, a black Audi A8 drove through the urban area in the dense rain and headed for the detention center in the southern suburbs at an extremely fast speed.

Song Yue sat in the passenger seat, took selfies with her mobile phone, and complained non-stop: "Brother, do you think Jian Weiwei is stupid? She raised such killers before, and she didn't send those people to kill Jane. Yun Chang, you have to do it yourself."

Song Qingshan didn't say a word, his eyes were extremely cold and focused on the road conditions, his resolute and handsome face was so indifferent that he hardly showed any expression.

Song Yue got bored, put away her phone and opened her makeup bag, checking her makeup smugly.

Her chin has almost recovered, except for some bruises, which basically did not affect her beauty.

Angrily chanting Jian Yunshang's name, she really wanted to tear up that damned woman!

After a while, perhaps because the atmosphere in the carriage was too silent, she packed her makeup bag, and couldn't help but start nagging: "This Jian Weiwei is so stupid, she doesn't even need a gun if she wants to kill someone."

Song Qingshan still didn't say a word, but subconsciously tightened his hand on the steering wheel.

Song Yue didn't notice his change, she played with her phone boredly, and continued to mutter: "Brother, I heard that Jiang Muchen left the country after his wedding, you know about it, right?"

"Can you be quiet!" Song Qingshan interrupted her impatiently, his voice was cold and cold: "You should take care of yourself, don't forget how your jaw was kicked. Jiang Muchen in front of so many people , didn’t blame his wife’s behavior at all, what are you using to argue with others.”

"So what?" Song Yue didn't think so, raised her eyebrows and scoffed slightly: "Uncle Jiang likes me to be her daughter-in-law, even if Jiang Muchen marries that woman, he will not be happy in the future."

Song Qingshan tilted his head, and glanced at her indifferently: "Childish! Fortunately, it is the couple's business. What kind of temperament Jiang Muchen has, not to mention his father's objection, even the heavenly king's father's objection is useless."

Song Yue panicked at this moment, and asked anxiously: "Then what should I do, brother! Help me. I must marry Jiang Muchen, whether he likes it or not, I will marry."

Song Qingshan didn't answer, and focused on driving as coldly as before.

Song Yue didn't get an idea, she thought wildly for a while, that delicate and flawless face gradually changed color.

After a while, the car entered the gate of the detention center.Song Qingshan got out of the car first, took an umbrella and walked around the front of the car, followed by Song Yue, and went to the reception together.

Since what Jian Weiwei committed was a criminal case, during the period of detention and arrest before the verdict, her family members were not allowed to meet with her. She could only hire a lawyer to provide legal assistance and meet with her.

As the director of the National Security Bureau No. [-], Song Qingshan is naturally aware of these legal provisions.It's just that looking at the entire capital, there is no prisoner he wants to see but can't see.

The two siblings sat at the reception for a while. Before the tea in the cups became warm, the prison guards came over respectfully and invited them to the visitation office.

After a while, Jian Weiwei, dressed in a gray prison uniform, with a pale face and empty eyes, walked out of the small door behind the bulletproof glass under the leadership of the prison guards.

Song Yue pursed her lips, her neatly trimmed and delicate black eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

Jian Weiwei was held down by the prison guards and numbly sat on the chair in front of the window.

The big and empty pupils stared straight at the people outside the window. It took a long time before he reacted, and opened his mouth dumbly: "Yue'er? Song Yue? Are you Song Yue?"

Song Yue was frightened by her mad appearance, and looked back at Song Qingshan with palpitations. Seeing that he didn't respond, she said angrily: "Jian Weiwei, you are so stupid! Who else can I be if I am not Song Yue."

"Song Yue, Song Yue..." Jian Weiwei murmured and repeated twice, raising her voice without warning: "I didn't kill anyone, Song Yue, think of a way and help me once."

The sudden loud voice, sharp and piercing.Song Yue carefully moved the microphone away from her ear, and said impatiently, "Help? You are like this, what good can I do if I help you?"

Jian Weiwei was silent for a few seconds, and laughed like a maniac: "As long as you can help me get out of here, Jane's 15??? It belongs to you!"

Although Jane's net worth is only a few hundred million, but now with the support of the Jiang family, I believe that in time, the net worth will double again. 15? ? ?The share, the potential for appreciation is so attractive, it is really exciting.

Song Yue thought about it secretly, and said worriedly: "Naive! The new paternity test results have been reported by all major media in Kyoto. You are not the daughter of the Jane family at all, so how can you still own those shares. "

"New paternity test results? What are you talking about." Jian Weiwei's cloudy and empty eyes gradually returned to the previous cunning and cruelty: "The shares in my hand are not affected by blood relationship."

Song Yue was tempted again, and just about to agree, the microphone was snatched by Song Qingshan: "She won't help you."

Jian Weiwei raised her head, staring at the man's ink-like pupils for a moment, a strange smile gradually appeared on her pale face.

She has been in nightclubs since she was a teenager, and she knows very well that men look at women in two ways.

ignore or be interested.

Song Qingshan is different from other men, the way he looks at himself is definitely not the way a man looks at a woman, with hormonal hints of interest.But it's clear that he has plans for himself.

No matter what kind of picture it is, she firmly believes that in the near future, this man will definitely bring herself out of the cage.

With this level of cognition, Jian Weiwei easily put down the microphone, and turned around as if she had come here.

The rusty iron door slammed shut with a bang.

Song Yue watched Jian Weiwei disappear behind the iron gate, and patted Song Qingshan's arm unhappily: "Brother, what are you doing! I haven't finished my sentence yet!"

"Go!" Song Qingshan dropped a word indifferently, then turned and stepped into the rain.

15? ? ?As for Jane's shares, it would cost a lot of money even if they sold them immediately!Song Yue stomped her feet, holding her breath and quickly chased after her.

After getting in the car and leaving the detention center, Song Yue took out a tissue and angrily wiped her rain-drenched hair: "If I help her, she promises to give me the shares."

"Promise? Who wouldn't agree with empty words." Song Qingshan mocked and hooked his lips: "Based on her current appearance, you think she won't be sent in again after she comes out."

"What that brother means is..." Song Yue pouted and retorted in a low voice, "If she is sent in again, she will have to admit it, and it has nothing to do with me."

Song Qingshan tilted his head and glanced at her with unknown meaning, and remained silent.

In the correctional area behind the visiting room of the detention center, the rain pouring down for several days has washed away the mud on the concrete floor.

(End of this chapter)