Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

Song Tingran's sixth sense predicted danger, and she deliberately lowered her voice so that only the two of them could hear it, and then left with Sang Cheng.

The men beside the strange girl chased her out.

"Song Tingran, my master, please come over and talk."

Mei Shuangjin followed this pattern last time, and Song Tingran couldn't help but associate this strange girl with her.

"Don't go."

The man stretched out an arm to stop him, with a serious expression, and played with a sharp dagger in the other hand.

"Whether you go or not is up to you."

Song Tingran pulled Sang Cheng. The street was full of ordinary people, so it was really not suitable to do anything. Moreover, the distance was too close, so her chances of winning were not high.

In the stalemate between the two, neither one wanted to back down.

Sang Cheng was very scared. He had always been timid, and now he couldn't help but tremble.

He stared at the dagger in the other person's hand, licked his lips, and stood in front of his wife, especially the side with the dagger. He faced it straight.

The strange girl who had been watching the excitement in Zuixiang Tower became interested. There were many husbands in her family, and each of them was well-fed and well-fed. If he was in today's situation, he really couldn't think of which one. Will stand in front of her.

"Go back."

The strange girl also walked out, followed by four people, all of whom looked very capable.

The men who stopped Song Tingran and Sang Cheng retreated obediently. The strange girl looked at Sang Cheng with admiring eyes.

"You are an interesting little husband. If I hadn't stopped you in time, you would have been a corpse now. When your wife marries a new wife, your corpse may not be where it is. Give it to you again Will you block this opportunity?"

"Even if it happens a thousand times or ten thousand times, I will make the same decision."

Song Tingran quickly pulled Sang Cheng back a few steps, keeping a distance. While she was very moved, she was also worried that what Sang Cheng had just said would anger the person in front of her.

Unexpectedly, the strange girl was surprised at first, then laughed contemptuously, pointed at Sang Cheng, and looked back and forth.

"We don't know this girl at all. You may have recognized the wrong person. Let's leave first."

The strange girl's men immediately surrounded Song Tingran and Sang Cheng. There were people watching the excitement, but when they saw the fierce-looking group of people, they didn't dare to stop too much.

"There are too many people here to discuss business. Please invite Boss Song to the theater, and we can talk while listening to opera excerpts."

As expected, this person was in the same group as Mei Shuangjin. Song Tingran looked at Zuixiang Building. After Lin Qinghe sent her off, she went in and was busy, and did not notice the situation at the moment.

"Sang Cheng, don't be afraid, I'm here." Song Tingran whispered.

"At this time, are you still talking leisurely and quietly?"

No one paid any attention to the strange girl. She looked unhappy, but she still walked to Sang Cheng's side playfully.

Song Tingran pulled Sang Cheng to the other side and changed positions, with a wary look on his face.

"Sang Cheng, their target is me. If you have a chance, run away."

Song Tingran put the share that Lin Qinghe had just given into Sang Cheng's hands. Naturally, he didn't want it. He always felt that it was auspicious, as if he was conveying his last words.

"Master Wife, I don't..."

"Obey, if you can escape, go to the county magistrate and seek her asylum. If I die, let Shi Yan take me..."

Sang Cheng couldn't listen to such words, so he cried directly, holding Song Tingran and not letting go, whimpering and saying that even if someone could escape, she would leave first and he would stay.

Along the way, Song Tingran and Sang Cheng were nervous. The strange girl's men were all well-trained, and there were people on both sides, so there was no chance of escape.

Now, we have arrived at the entrance of the theater. After entering, it is difficult to leave.

"Come in, my partner."

Song Tingran ignored him. He had no chance to escape anyway, so he might as well deal with this person.

After all, Zhiyi has been at the door of Zuixiang Tower, and Lin Qinghe will find something wrong sooner or later.

This theater used to be bustling with people, but today they were the only ones there. When everyone on the stage saw everyone taking their seats, they started singing.

It was already evening outside, and the scene was a bit strange.

"Miss Song, do you still like the gift you received some time ago? Have you felt my sincerity in cooperating with our Tianzi Embroidery Workshop?"

Straight to the point.

"Bring another chair over and let my husband sit next to me."

The strange girl didn't expect Song Tingran to answer like this, and felt that things were getting more and more interesting.

"Do you think you can still negotiate terms with me now? It's still this boring terms."

"Shen Zhiying, if you want to kill me, with your ability, just do the same as last time. Why have you arrived at Ping'an Town but haven't taken action yet?"

Shen Zhiying didn't introduce who she was, but now she was called out by name. She leaned back and glanced at the stage.

She really didn't think there was anything good about Sang Cheng, and she didn't understand why Song Tingran cared so much.

However, since you have something you care about, it will be easy to handle. The worst thing about doing business is not caring about anything.

"How do you know who I am?"

"Bring another chair over and let my husband sit next to me."

Shen Zhiying knocked on the armrest, and the veins on his hands popped out.

Last time I heard Chen Xiangyin say that Tianzi Embroidery Workshop had an ostensible owner, but in fact the real owner was someone else, so Song Tingran boldly guessed that he was Shen Zhiying.

The cooperation has never been pleasant before, and a heavyweight always had to be sent.

And this person is not suitable for anyone. After all, Bai Wei has failed before, and Shen Zhiying is the best candidate.

"Go and move a chair for this young man."

Shen Zhiying's men moved one over expressionlessly, and Song Tingran pulled up a chair and got as close to her as possible.

Sang Cheng was originally standing a few steps behind Song Tingran, but he walked over and bravely sat down.

In this way, she felt much more relieved that Sang Cheng was in Song Tingran's sight.

Before Shen Zhiying could speak, Song Tingran answered all the questions just now.

"Tianzi Embroidery Studio is so famous. I just asked around and found out the name of the owner. Also, I really... don't like the gift you gave me, so I don't plan to cooperate with Tianzi. I'll answer your question Question, because you gave me face, I can’t dismiss it.”

"Hahahaha, you are really interesting. No wonder those idiots died at your hands."

Song Tingran tried her best to act as emotionless as she had no intention of admitting the murder.

"Shen Zhiying, I think I can kill people and kill your people? Is it possible?"

"Stop pretending, my people have already investigated clearly. Mei Shuangjin died with the bone-tempering flower burial needle. This thing belongs to Chen Xiangyin, and Moxiang Embroidery Workshop... he is a dog who manages the embroidery workshop. Well, it’s really not a good idea for you to cooperate with a dog.”

Song Tingran stared at Shen Zhiying's eyes, trying to find some flaws in them, but this man's eyes were full of amusement, which sounded a bit like the truth.