"Do you even need to ask?" Song Jiahe was furious, "You must be divorcing the scumbag! I will never forgive you! I'm so angry. It's another day of fear of marriage and childbirth!"

Lin Qingyu took a sip of tea and smiled slightly: "If it were me, I would find someone to help. First go to this address, record the video, keep the evidence, accuse him of bigamy, and then divorce. Because bigamy can be sentenced."

Wang Xian also smiled: "This is good. Just do it this way!"

"Yeah, why didn't I think of that!" Song Jiahe patted his thigh, "Cousin, I'll go with you right now!"

Lin Qingyu glanced at Xia Bei: "You accompany them there to protect Jiahe and Wang Xian. I'm pregnant, so I won't accompany you."

"Okay." Song Jiahe smiled, "You dare to accompany us, but we don't dare to ask for it! Aren't you afraid of being killed by the Third Master?"

With that said, the three of them were leaving.

Before leaving, Lin Qingyu gave instructions: "When you ring the doorbell, don't say who you are, just say you are delivering food. To avoid alerting others, they will not open the door and know your intentions. It will be troublesome to find evidence in the future."

"Okay!" Song Jiahe's eyes lit up, "Ayu, you are really smart."

Lin Qingyu chuckled: "Go quickly."

Soon, the three of them easily entered the apartment rented by Wang Xian's husband according to Lin Qingyu's statement.

When the door opened, Wang Xian's husband and Wu Hui were wearing couple's pajamas, and there were wedding photos of the two on the wall.

Wang Xian's husband reacted very strongly and tried to push the three of them away, but Xia Bei easily subdued her.

Wang Xian and Song Jiahe calmly recorded the video. Song Jiahe even rushed into the room of the bitch and scumbag, opened the closet and recorded the video.

Wu Hui called the police in anger.

The three of them, Wang Xian's husband, and Wu Hui were all taken to the police station.

After hearing the news, Duan Xiaobai immediately arrived at the police station with the Duan family's legal team.

As soon as he stepped into the mediation room, Duan Xiaobai went straight to Song Jiahe, looked her up and down, and asked with concern: "Is everything okay?"

Seeing a very shallow scratch on her hand, Duan Xiaobai had a faint smile on his face a second ago, but now his expression immediately dropped, and his voice was faint, but there was a hint of ruthlessness in it: "Who did this? ?Who the hell did this to her?"

Wang Xian's husband's expression changed. After all, he had heard of the name of the Duan family's son in the business world.

But Wu Hui didn't recognize her, and she was so excited now with her belly bulging: "I fucking did it! She's just one, and she's still in her hand. Look at what my face has become."

"Oh~ you did it..." Duan Xiaobai narrowed his eyes slightly and shot out a few rays of cold light, "You are a shameless mistress, do you deserve to be compared with her?"

"Mistress, who is the mistress!" Wu Huike was excited.

At this moment, the old policeman handling the case couldn't stand listening anymore and knocked on the table, "Hey, Ms. Wu, you're almost done. At this point, the two of them are wearing couple's pajamas. The place you rented, the wardrobe is all belonging to this man. The clothes, and the wedding photos on the wall, you said you are not a mistress, what are you?"

"I'm not a mistress!

He is my boss, I admire him, what happened to my P wedding photos!

The clothes in my closet belong to other men!

My boss came to care about me. My clothes accidentally got wet. I borrowed a set of pajamas for him to wear. Why?

The child in my belly is not his. I wonder who dares to accuse us of bigamy. I wonder who can sue us for bigamy! "

When Wang Xian's husband heard Wu Hui say that the child was not his, his cheeks twitched.

Although I knew she was saying this to shirk the blame, I felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Duan Xiaobai laughed after hearing this.

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