Chapter 154 I'm Wronged 2
Hearing this answer, the hearts of Bai Wenjun and his wife immediately settled down.

After hanging up the phone, Song Qingyan thought for a while and dialed Secretary Wang's number.

After the call was connected, he directly cut to the topic: "Do you still remember that Yang Lan?"

Secretary Wang thought about it for a while, and then he had a good idea, and replied: "Remember, it's the watch of the young lady, right?"

"It's her." Song Qingyan gave an affirmative answer, and then said: "Go and find out who is in her family, no matter what method you use, cut off their family's wealth."

Hearing this, Secretary Wang was startled. Song Qingyan manages an enterprise with a large structure, needless to say, and he is definitely not a small-hearted person in life, and has never targeted anyone.

At this moment, a family's financial resources are about to be cut off, and this family is still a relative of the young lady.

Secretary Wang was incredible. Although he was puzzled, he obeyed Song Qingyan's orders.

Hastily agreed: "Okay President."

After that, Song Qingyan followed the navigation and drove to where Bai Xiao was at the fastest speed.

The original two-hour journey took him only one and a half hours.

The rural areas are relatively secluded, and there are few people and cars passing by on the dirt road that can barely accommodate two cars.

When Song Qingyan arrived, Bai Xiao had stopped crying and was just sitting casually on the side of the road, drowsy.

From a distance, she was the only one, and she was particularly conspicuous.

Song Qingyan got out of the car, walked towards Bai Xiao's direction, and called out, "Mrs. Song."

Hearing this voice, Bai Xiao woke up instantly, and when he looked up, he saw that magnificent man approaching.

Bai Xiao's eyes got wet, and she stood up abruptly, not caring about patting the dirt on her body, and rushed away directly ahead of Song Qingyan.

Song Qingyan opened his arms, and Bai Xiao threw himself into his arms steadily, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist.

With her slender body slipped into her arms, Song Qingyan's empty heart was instantly filled to the brim.

And Bai Xiao smelled the familiar cold fragrance, and managed to stop her tears, but now they flowed down again unsatisfactorily.

"Woooooo... Song Qingyan, I heard them say bad things about me, and kicked me out."

Seeing her girl crying so sadly, Song Qingyan felt very distressed.

The deep eyes were full of love and pampering, and he gently stroked the girl's hair, and comforted him softly: "Be good, don't cry, you will have a chance to drive them out soon."

When he said this, a coldness flashed in his eyes.

Hearing this, Bai Xiao burst into tears, raised her head from Song Qingyan's arms, and looked at him with tears in her eyes: "Really?"

The girl's small face was covered with tears, and Song Qingyan gently brushed her fingertips across her face, wiping away the tears for her.

A deep and alluring voice sounded at the same time: "You have to believe in your husband's ability."

"En." Bai Xiao nodded heavily.

When Bai Xiao was kicked out, besides grievance, he was more angry.

If she can treat her body in her own way, she will be able to vent her anger.

Just thinking about it was refreshing, the sad emotions dissipated little by little, and the crying stopped.

Seeing that Bai Xiao had calmed down, Song Qingyan took her to the direction of the car.

Naturally, Bai Xiao was still sitting in the co-pilot, and before he got into the car, he was still seated when his eyes were attracted by the cardboard box on the center console.

Experience told Bai Xiao that the cardboard box contained cream cakes.

I couldn't wait to take it apart and put it in my mouth.

In Bai Xiao's opinion, cream cake can heal everything.

Song Qingyan was sitting in the driver's seat, and was not in a hurry to start the car, but just sat aside and watched her girl quietly.

(End of this chapter)

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