Dear Mr. Shi

"Haha, Song Qinghuan is really good for life, just like that ghost, and let one man after another be fascinated by her..." Unfortunately, the better you treat her, the more I will make her sad.

Zhang Jie didn’t say the following words, but sneered at Si Canaan: “You are a wise man and I am not stupid. I told you so clearly, so don’t pretend to me. You like Song Qinghuan so much. I don’t believe you don’t want her. This is a good opportunity, isn’t it?"

Si Canan stroked his chin with a pensive gesture: "So, you think I will promise you, don't you?"

Zhang Jie smiled confidently: "Of course, because you like Song Qinghuan very much? You like it for many years, and you are also a capable man, I don't believe you don't want her."

Si Binnan frowned, and his tone became cold for a few degrees: "Your compulsive attitude makes me very unhappy?"

Zhang Jie said, "While you were upset, you also admitted that you were moved, right?"

Si Canan didn't answer right away, he lit a cigarette.

When he was swallowing the clouds, he flicked the soot, and then said: "Yes, I will promise you, but I don't believe you, unless you show me Song Qinghuan's daughter, otherwise I don't want to be a rapist. !"

Without even thinking about it, Zhang Jie refused: "Impossible!"

Si Canan put out the cigarette in his hand: "Miss Zhang, if you don't believe me, I don't believe you either. Two people who don't believe in each other really don't need to make a deal."

As he said, he got up: "I'm very busy, so I won't waste time here with you."

If he didn't stop, he strode out.

Zhang Jie was struggling. If Si Jianan was unwilling to cooperate, then her plan would be impossible to complete.

Just take a look and take a look. Besides, she doesn’t necessarily mean seeing herself. She can take a video and show it to him, as long as he believes Song Qinghuan’s daughter is in her hands.

"Wait, I promise you."

Hearing the female voice coming from behind, Si Jianan's mouth twitched: "So, you are going to take me to see her daughter now."

"You just don't believe if her daughter is in my hands, so I just want you to believe that her daughter is indeed in my hands, right?" Zhang Jie asked.

Si Canan didn't answer, but looked at her with a deep gaze.

Zhang Jie smiled slightly: "I will take a video to show you, let you know that her daughter is in my hands."

After speaking, Zhang Jie stood up, Si Jianan left first, Si Jianan looked at her back, really wanted to hold her forward, and then forced her to ask where the baby was.

But since she dares to find herself, she is naturally confident that no one can find the baby, and she should not act rashly and tear her skin apart, otherwise she is afraid that it will be bad.

When Shi Yuhan came back, he asked Aunt Wang where Song Qinghuan was?

Aunt Wang told Shi Yuhan that Song Qinghuan was lying on the floor of the nursery, looking at her daughter’s crib in a daze. She also told Shi Yuhan that Song Qinghuan had also gone out while he was out, but when he came back he seemed to be beaten. Slap, swollen cheeks.

Shi Yuhan's eyes were deep and his expression was cold.

He opened the door of the baby room and found that Song Qinghuan, who was lying on the ground, was asleep, but he was asleep. He didn't know what nightmare he had. He clasped himself tightly with his hands, his teeth clenched.