Flash marriage and kidnap a big guy to be her husband

In the evening, when Ye Shen came back, Song Cheng had already prepared dinner.

He was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, when he heard the sound of a key turning the door, he put down the newspaper, and met Ye Shen as soon as he raised his eyes.

In the next second, Ye Shen trotted into his arms.

Song Cheng lowered his eyes slightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Are you hungry?"

Hearing this, Ye Shen nodded hastily, and put his hands around her neck: "I'm hungry, I've been hungry for a long time."

Song Cheng fondled her little head.

The two came to the dinner table, and Song Cheng cooked her favorite three dishes and one soup.

Not only does it taste good but it looks exquisite.

During the meal, Song Cheng saw that Ye Shen's hands were wrapped with bandages, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed.

"Shen Shen, what happened to your hand? Huh?" There was a hint of questioning in his tone.

Hearing this, Ye Shen raised her head suddenly, and saw the displeasure on his face at a glance, she quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks, and explained: "Don't be angry, it's just a small injury."

Then Ye Shen told him what happened this morning.

"You don't even know how miserable my employee is. His body is full of scars from the beating! I've thought about this too, and I can't let it go. The man must pay the price!"

Hearing this, Song Cheng's brows loosened slightly.

"Then how do you want to help her?"

Ye Shen sighed, shook his head helplessly, held his chin in his hands, and said with a dejected expression, "I don't know either."

It was the first time for Ye Shen to experience this kind of thing. Although the domestic violence man is currently locked up in the police station, he will be released in a few days. By then, he will definitely not let it go.

Thinking of this, Ye Shen felt a slight headache.

Seeing Ye Shen's appearance, the corner of Song Cheng's mouth curled up slightly: "Don't think about it, I have a solution for this matter, you should eat well."

Hearing the sound, Ye Shen's eyes lit up, and he quickly ate obediently.

Late at night, while Ye Shen was sleeping soundly, he came to the living room and called Geng Fan.

As soon as the connection was made, I heard an idle voice from the opposite side: "Song San'er, what do you want from you, Brother Fan?"

Song Cheng tapped the table with his fingertips, and said indifferently: "Help me solve a person."

After hanging up the phone, Song Cheng picked up the medicine box and went back to the master bedroom. He carefully removed the gauze from Ye Shen's hand. When he saw the wound, he frowned slightly, and the corners of his lips were drawn into a straight line, showing displeasure.

After quietly dressing her up with medicine, Song Cheng lay back on the bed and held her in his arms.

The next day, as soon as Ye Shen arrived at the company, he received a text message from Xu Peiliang.

"How do you think about it, Manager Ye?"

Putting the phone in her hand to play with, the next second, she dialed the internal number.

"Secretary Chen, you can tell Xu Peiliang what I think."

"Okay, Manager Ye."

After hanging up, Ye Shen leaned on the main seat and started working.

On the other hand, Song Lin lived in the hospital straight away from home. Song Lin liked medicine. After graduation, he founded a well-known private hospital in S Province, and he was even a master in the hospital.

There are countless patients who want to make appointments with him every day.

Looking at the printed divorce agreement, Song Lin took the pen in his pocket and signed his name.

At this time, the phone rang suddenly, and he picked it up to have a look.

It is Song City.

"Brother, how was your day yesterday?"

As soon as he connected, he heard Song Cheng's indifferent words, but he could hear the ridicule in the words clearly.

"Song Cheng, did you call Jiang Li?"

Song Cheng was noncommittal, and hummed lightly.

The next second, the phone was hung up directly.

Seeing this, Song Cheng raised his brows slightly, such a violent temper!

But after thinking about it, could it be that he and Jiang Li didn't agree last night?
After Song Lin hung up the phone, Jiang Li's appearance last night was all in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it.

All his life, he was really defeated by her.

Ding Xiangzhi is sitting on the sofa dyeing her nails. Song Lin likes her nails dyed red with roses the most. Whenever he is in love, he will always play with her hands.

When she heard the doorbell ringing outside, her eyes lit up, and before she even had time to put on her shoes, she hurried outside the door.

In the end, what was waiting was not Song Lin, but the divorce agreement he signed.

The familiar handwriting stung her eyes completely, she walked forward slowly, the stones under her feet hurt her feet, she didn't even feel it.

After being sad, Ding Xiangzhi felt more angry and unwilling.

In the past six years, she has treated Song Lin wholeheartedly, and even preferred not to have children for him, but now she has to send him away with a divorce agreement, which is not fair! !

Ding Xiangzhi's eyes gradually became crazy, and in the next moment, she directly tore up the divorce book, threw it up, and the pieces fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, she smiled heartily, feeling indescribably happy.

She was lying on the sofa, and a figure of a person suddenly appeared in her mind, and then she thought of the lip print on Song Lin's neckline, and she clenched her hands tightly.

It must be Jiang Li!
It was Jiang Li who stole Song Lin from her!

She stood up abruptly, with unstoppable hatred in her eyes, if she wanted Jiang Li to let go, Song Lin could only be hers!

Ding Xiangzhi is very familiar with Jiang Li's residence.

After parking the car downstairs, she walked up the stairs, and finally stopped on the third floor.

dong dong dong.

Ding Xiangzhi raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Soon, the door was opened.

The two looked at each other.

"Jiang Li, long time no see." Ding Xiangzhi spoke first with a smile on his lips.

Seeing the person coming, Jiang Li held the door's hand for a moment, his face was cold with a hint of hatred.

"What are you doing here?"

Ding Xiangzhi stroked his hair, and smiled slightly: "Of course I came to see my old friend, Jiang Li, won't you invite me in?"

There is a sense of oppression in the faint words.

Jiang Li looked at the corridor where people came from time to time, she turned sideways to make way.

Seeing this, the corners of Ding Xiang's mouth hooked slightly.

The place where Jiang Li lives is not big, a simple one bedroom and one living room.

Although the place is small, the house is decorated very warmly.

"This place really makes me miss it a bit. Back then, I brought three men over and forced them to have you."

"By the way, Ali, do you still remember? It was in the living room at the beginning, and I was still driving the camera next to me."

Ding Xiangzhi's bright red lips smiled slightly, but what he said was vicious like murder.

Jiang Li was closing the door, when he heard Ding Xiangzhi's words, his eyes were cracked.

She turned her back to Ding Xiangzhi, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Those unbearable memories came one after another.

Seeing Jiang Li's appearance, Ding Xiangzhi sneered slightly. She played with her red nails with the arrogance of a victor on her face.

"Jiang Li, do you know why I came to you?"

"You shouldn't have seduced Song Lin. Why don't you have a long memory? How can you get my hands on my man?"

The high-heeled shoes made a loud noise as they walked on the ground.

She stops behind her.

The two were very close.

She leaned close to her ear, and said in a cold tone, "Ali, do you want to relive the experience of six years ago?"