Chapter 12: Not Provoking Trouble, Not Afraid of Trouble
Xu Yi was thrown into the trunk and kicked the car desperately, again and again.
The car was driving on the avenue, and the bald driver was a little scared, "Sister..."
"Don't be afraid. She's a pregnant woman, so she won't be in trouble for long. Xu Yi, I'm doing this for your own good. I'm helping you make money. If you follow Song Yanming, you're doomed."
"Look at you. You finally got out of the mountains and came to Jiangcheng. You have a miserable life. You finally married Song Yanming, but ended up going bankrupt. Are you a jinx?"
Huang Qiqi smiled and teased, "It doesn't matter. If you can get Fan Jingtong, you can also become a rich wife. It all depends on your ability."
Xu Yi's belly was too big, she was already more than eight months pregnant, and the rope made it hard for her to breathe and she was sweating coldly.
She kicked the car door again and again, and the slight movement was soon covered by the sound of traffic...
Xu Yi felt his vision go dark from time to time, and he pinched his thigh to stay awake.
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Qin Tai drank a cup of tea, came back to continue the insertion function, and saw Song Yanming coming back from outside smoking.
“How do I set this up?”
"It's up to you."
Song Yanming took the car keys and went out to discuss something in Gu Beicheng's office.
Jiangcheng is a congested city. Traffic jams are commonplace and can occur anywhere and at any time.
His car was stuck in the road and couldn't move.
"Hey, are you there yet?"
"Traffic jam."
"Which way did you go?"
Song Yanming lit a cigarette, and Yang Yue snatched the phone, "Your little sister is great, she's always been loyal to you. If it were another woman, she would have run away long ago. Women nowadays are so realistic."
Gu Beicheng's eyes hinted to Yang Yue to say less.
"Brother, how long do you have to wait? Do you want me to pick you up?"
"roll."
Song Yanming reached out his hand to dust off the cigarette ash, and memories from long ago emerged in his mind.
"Brother, I'm so scared."
"Brother, I don't dare to go to the bathroom, can you go with me?"
Later, when I grew up, I suddenly stopped calling him brother.
"Dong dong..."
In front of Song Yanming was a white van with a woman sitting in the passenger seat and talking on the phone.
"咚咚-"
His eyes fell on the trunk.
Xu Yi also felt the car stop, probably because of a traffic jam. Since there must be vehicles very close to here behind the traffic jam, she tried her best to create noise.
His body was already wet and sweaty, and Xu Yi's mouth was blocked so he couldn't make any sound, so he kicked the door desperately.
"咚咚-"
The cars were stuck in traffic and couldn't move at all. Some people got out of their cars when they saw that there was no way out. This was her chance.
In addition to being a traffic jam city, Jiangcheng has another nickname.
Reporting city.
No matter what celebrities or big names they are, as long as they break the law, the enthusiastic citizens of Jiangcheng will report them. Many scandals of celebrities and big names have been exposed here.
The people of Jiangcheng don't cause trouble, but they are not afraid of trouble either.
Xu Yi placed her hope on the people of Jiangcheng, hoping that they could be aware of her existence.
"sister……"
The man driving the car was frightened and glanced at Huang Qiqi.
Huang Qiqi opened the passenger door, got out of the car, and kicked the trunk door several times, each time harder than the last, with a cigarette between her lips.
Huang Qiqi?
Song Yanming's eyes became a little more complicated. The traffic was still stuck, and Xu Yi kicked the door even harder.
After a while, her legs were sore and even cramped. She lay in the car and didn't want to move. She kicked weakly from time to time, but that was her limit.
In less than twenty minutes, the road was clear and Huang Qiqi asked people to drive faster and go straight to the hotel.
In the underground parking lot, Huang Qiqi reached into the trunk, untied Xu Yi's rope, and helped him up.
Xu Yi couldn't stand steadily at all and looked dizzy.
A man carried her upstairs, and Song Yanming, who was not far away, stared at the scene.
"Yan Ming, are you here?"
"River City Hotel."
"Didn't you say it was in the North City Office? Why are we here again?"
"five minutes."
You can only wait five minutes at most.
When Gu Beicheng and Yang Yue heard this, they knew something must have happened, and they hurried to Angjiangcheng Hotel with cold faces.
Xu Yi was drowsy and was placed on a big soft bed. Huang Qiqi and Fan Jingtong were talking and laughing.
"Here comes Mr. Fan. I'll tell you what I mean. I never boast. I always do what I say. Our Mrs. Song is here."
Fan Jingtong touched her belly with his hand and said, "You brought the young master of the Song family with you, how exciting."
Huang Qiqi put her arm around Fan Jingtong's waist, and seeing that the man couldn't suppress his smile, she struck while the iron was hot, "For such a good experience, isn't 20 million too little?"
"thirty million."
"Mr. Fan, don't forget me. You know me. In fact, I am not inferior to Mrs. Song in terms of technology."
Xu Yi climbed up from the bed, but just as he got up a little, he was pushed down by Fan Jingtong.
"I will make you die miserably, let me out..."
"Fan Jingtong, he will kill you."
"what!"
Fan Jingtong pinched her neck, his eyes red, "Mrs. Song, how can you not recognize the situation? It's already this time, I'm richer than Song Yanming, Song Yanming is just a dog."
"Let me go, Huang Qiqi, I will kill you. What did you feed me? Ugh..."
The next second, Fan Jingtong covered her mouth with his hands, making it completely impossible for her to breathe. She felt so suffocated that her eyes went dark. Then Fan Jingtong suddenly let go.
"Then I won't bother you anymore, Mr. Fan. I'll ask your men for the money."
"Go get it, get out!"
Huang Qiqi left with a smile, but just as she walked out of the room, she was pulled over with great force, and the next second a big hand grabbed her neck.
The police looked over here from the other end of the fire escape, and Huang Qiqi couldn't help but widen her eyes.
How could this be?
Xu Yi, a pregnant woman, was no match for Fan Jingtong, whose big hand kept lingering on her belly.
"Pervert, you pervert!"
"You can scream, but it's useless even if you scream your throat out. Song Yanming's wife, Song Yanming's offspring, interesting... really interesting!"
With a swish, the door behind Fan Jingtong was kicked open.
Song Yanming was the first to be hit. Although he was prepared, he couldn't help but kick Fan Jingtong off the bed when he saw the scene on the bed.
The police behind him rushed in, and Song Yanming's coat fell on Xu Yi.
Xu Yi was shaking with fear, his eyes were empty, and there was no expression on his face when he saw him, as if he was stupid.
"I'm late."
Song Yanming bent down to help her, and as soon as he touched her back, Xu Yi's eyes regained some light.
"Sorry, I'm late."
"Song Yanming."
Xu Yi's lips were also white, and then she threw herself into the man's arms with a groan, "Song Yanming, why did you come just now!"
"sorry."
Fan Jingtong fell to the ground with his clothes in disarray and was immediately arrested by the police.
"You and Yang Kun collaborated internally and externally. Who else was involved?"
Fan Jingtong's face turned pale. How did he know?
"You teamed up with Xiao Yuanzhong to screw me and humiliate my wife. You will have to pay for everything sooner or later."
"Xu Yi, save me, Xu Yi, save me!"
Huang Qiqi was also frightened by the scene in front of her and called her desperately.
Xu Yi curled up in Song Yanming's arms like a wounded rabbit.
"Song Yanming, it was Yang Kun who contacted me. I don't know Xiao Yuanzhong or Song Yanming!"