After the Divorce, the Crazy Ex-Husband Begged for Reconciliation with Red Eyes

[Love-hate relationship + chasing wife crematorium + both leads pure + cute baby]

[Cold and aloof surgeon + unruly young master]

On their wedding day, Zhou Yanchen's white moonlight...

Chapter 63

Shen Qingli stepped lightly on the accelerator, and the car drove smoothly out of the parking lot and merged into the busy street.

She glanced casually at the rearview mirror and suddenly caught a glimpse of a taxi following behind her at a moderate pace.

At first, she thought it was a common coincidence on city streets and paid little attention to it.

Inside the car, Shen Weiwei was fully armed, with a mask covering most of her face, and sunglasses hiding the eagerness and calculation in her eyes.

She was like this now, even if Shen Qingli saw her, he would never recognize her.

In the past few days, she hired a private detective and went through a lot of trouble to find out where Shen Qingli lived.

Who would have thought that today at their class reunion, they would run into Shen Qingli.

At that moment, she came up with an idea, waited in the hall for Shen Qingli to come out, and then followed him.

If he knew where she lived, he could ask his father to bring people to capture Shen Qingli tomorrow.

As Shen Qingli drove, he felt something was wrong.

This route was her way home, but the taxi behind her seemed to be following her, keeping a distance from her.

Her heart skipped a beat, and the scene of encountering Shen Weiwei in KTV flashed through her mind. Could it be that she was behind?

Shen Qingli narrowed his eyes slightly, changed the driving direction calmly, and drove quickly in the opposite direction of home, seemingly maintaining a steady speed.

After driving for a while, the taxi in the rearview mirror was still following. Shen Qingli confirmed her guess, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of her mouth. She turned on the turn signal lightly, turned the car head, and drove towards the main road with the most congested traffic.

Cars were packed together on the road, horns honked one after another, and the road conditions were as complicated as a dense web.

In the taxi, Shen Weiwei couldn't sit still anymore. She leaned forward, tapped the back of the front seat with her fingers rapidly, and yelled to the driver, "Master, drive faster, don't get lost!" Her voice was filled with anxiety that she couldn't conceal.

Shen Qingli seized the opportunity and dived into a large parking lot nearby.

She had been to this place before and knew very well that the structure was complicated and there were many areas. Drivers who came in for the first time would most likely get lost.

This time she had been wandering around here for a long time before finding a way out. Today, she would use this place to meet the "tail" behind her.

Shen Weiwei watched Shen Qingli disappear in a flash, her eyes widened, and she raised her voice to shout at the driver: "Where's the car? Where's the car in front of us!"

The driver also looked helpless. He slowed down and hesitated at the entrance of the parking lot. Facing the maze-like passage, he didn't know where to go.

However, Shen Qingli had already driven out from another exit.

Shen Weiwei, you are really persistent.

Marry me if you want!

Shen Qingli dragged her tired body into the house. The familiar smell in the house hit her face, but it failed to dispel the heaviness lingering in her heart.

Changing shoes and hanging clothes, Jiang Yubai's words "Send the evidence to me" suddenly rang in her ears. She calmed herself down and walked quickly to the study on the second floor.

The light from the study glowed a small patch of warm yellow in the dark night. Shen Qingli turned on the computer and logged in skillfully. His slender fingers quickly tapped the keyboard, typing the organized documents one by one, checking the information, and then pressing the send button.

Shen Qingli waited for a while, expecting Jiang Yubai to be slow in replying.

She frowned slightly and raised her hand to rub her sore brows. Although there was a trace of doubt in her heart, she did not speculate too much.

The night deepened outside the window, and the bustle of the city gradually quieted down. She murmured to herself: "Maybe it's time to take a break."

At this time, Jiang Yubai was in a club, drinking with Wang Yaowen.

In fact, the moment the message came, the phone vibrated. Jiang Yubai took it out and took a look, but now he had no time to reply.

This drinking party tonight is the final one.

Tomorrow morning, he will reveal the truth to everyone.

The ambiguous lights swaying in the room bring the atmosphere of decadence to the extreme.

Jiang Yubai was wearing a well-tailored suit, sitting upright on a corner of the sofa, his eyes and brows showing his usual calmness, but now there was a hint of sharp calculation.

He raised his hand slightly and glanced at the two women who were drinking with Wang Yaowen.

The woman understood what he meant, and immediately approached Wang Yaowen with a smile on her face, the wine glass in her hand waving with fragrance, and she kept saying coquettishly: "Mr. Wang, have another drink, you have to drink to your heart's content tonight."

Wang Yaowen had long been immersed in the beautiful fantasy of this gentle country, his cheeks flushed, his eyes blurred, his hands wantonly resting on the shoulders of the beauty beside him, hugging her left and right.

At this moment, he looked like a man whose mind was lost to alcohol and sex. He was no longer able to perceive the hidden mysteries around him. He fell headlong into this carefully woven soft trap, without any ability to resist.

Time slipped away silently through my fingers like quicksand, and the noise in the room became more and more frenzied.

Wang Yaowen tried to persuade him to drink repeatedly, but he was finally unable to resist the alcohol. He fell into a deep sleep and collapsed on the sofa, unconscious.

He was like a drunken dead pig, and his snoring was like thunder.

Seeing this, Jiang Yubai calmly took out a stack of new cash from his wallet, handed it to the two women accompanying him, and said with thin lips: "Excuse me."

The woman took the money with both hands, her eyebrows curved, and she thanked him with a smile: "It's just a small thing, Mr. Jiang is so generous! If you want such a good thing again, please remember to look for us sisters."

Jiang Yubai nodded slightly as a token of his appreciation for the courtesy.

After they left the room slowly, the ambiguous atmosphere had mostly dissipated, and Secretary Jin appeared at the right time. He walked a few steps forward, stood beside Jiang Yubai, and asked softly, "Boss, what about Wang Yaowen?"

Jiang Yubai glanced at the comatose Wang Yaowen, and a barely perceptible arc appeared at the corner of his mouth. His tone was calm but contained a hidden meaning:

"What else can we do? We can keep him here and let him pay the bill. Mr. Wang must have enjoyed the whole night and won't be reluctant to spend this little bit of money."

After saying that, Jiang Yubai tugged at the corner of his clothes and said, "Let's go."

Secretary Jin followed behind, looking at Jiang Yubai's back, thinking in his heart: The boss is getting more and more cunning with this tactic of using the opponent's force to defeat him.

Sitting in the car, the roar of the engine broke the silence of the night.

Secretary Jin held the steering wheel, still unable to suppress his confusion, and asked, "Boss, what should we do now?"

Jiang Yubai leaned back in his chair, rubbed his brows, and his expression returned to seriousness: "Doctor Shen has already sent me the evidence."

When he mentioned Shen Qingli, a hint of tenderness flashed across his eyes unconsciously, but it disappeared in a flash.

"The situation is urgent now. We must be careful when writing the report letter. The hospital is full of complicated internal affairs. If someone colludes with Wang Yaowen and secretly intercepts and destroys the letter, all our efforts will be in vain."

He paused, looking out the window at the brightly lit street scene, as if looking for a light to break the impasse in the dark night, and then said resolutely:

"We can also rely on the power of netizens. Public opinion is like a knife. If used properly, it can cut through the dirty dark links behind this."

"We will go back now, carefully organize the evidence, and post it directly on the Internet to make the truth known to the public and clear Dr. Shen's name."