Song Ci accidentally learned about this. At that time, she was frightened by her father's murder, but she also didn't want him to commit murder again. So she took advantage of Mu Mian's inattention and secretly saved Su Beibei, who was almost poisoned to death by Mu Mian.
So Song Ci was certain that Mu Mian must have hidden evidence somewhere!
After listening to Song Ci's analysis, Su Beibei also felt that it made sense. "I'll go look for it. If I find that kind of thing, I'll let you know. If not, I'll find another way." She finished her cigarette.
Su Beibei wrapped the cigarette butt with a wet tissue and then threw it into the trash can.
Song Ci noticed her movements and couldn't help but take another look at the wet wipes in the trash can.
Noticing Song Ci's gaze, Su Beibei suddenly said, "When I was a child, the trash can at home caught fire for no reason, and my family of three were almost burned to death. Since then, I have never dared to throw fires around again."
Song Ci was very smart, so he naturally understood her implication, "Was the fire an accident or..."
Su Buwang smiled bitterly, "If someone wants you dead, there's always a way." If arson doesn't work, then cause a car accident. There's only one life, but there are countless ways to kill someone.
Song Ci was shocked.
She couldn't help but think of herself. How much did she resemble Su Beibei as a child? She had survived the car accident last time, but Mu Mian was not someone who would give up so easily. He must have other tricks up his sleeve!
At this moment, the phone in Song Ci's pocket suddenly rang. It was WeChat.
Song Ci took out her phone and took a look. After reading it, she smiled apologetically at Su Beibei and said, "I have something else to do. I'll leave now."
Su Beibei also said: "What a coincidence, I have something to do too."
"Well, I look forward to our next meeting."
"Goodbye."
After Song Ci left, Su Beibei's WeChat suddenly rang. She opened it and saw a message from her online lover, who was labeled "Ali": "Beibei, I'm off work now. I'm driving over to see you."
Today is the day she agreed to meet her online lover in real life.
The person who suggested meeting in real life was Ali. Su Beibei was very worried that Ali was a minor. How could an adult be interested in meeting online friends in person?
But Ali repeatedly stated that he was an adult, and Su Beibei finally agreed to meet him offline. Knowing that he was in the same city as her, Su Beibei couldn't help but feel a little curious about Ali.
I wonder if this Ali is a handsome guy or an ugly bastard. Su Beibei gathered her thoughts and looked down at Ali's message. She thought for a moment and couldn't help but ask Ali again: "Are you really an adult?"
Ahri: [I’m almost 29.]
Su Beibei: [Don't lie to me, I don't sleep with minors.]
Seeing that Ali no longer replied to the message, Su Beibei packed up her things, took the car keys and prepared to leave.
Li Li and Han Zhan arrived at the underground garage together and parked their cars next to each other. Standing next to the cars, Han Zhan called Li Li over and asked hesitantly, "Are you really going to meet your online friend?"
Li Li's heart warmed up when he thought of his online girlfriend Beibei. "Yeah, I'm going. Actually, she's not only my online crush, she's also my favorite suspense novel writer. We've known each other for two or three years."
Han Zhan initially wanted to dissuade Li Li from meeting someone online, as online dating carries risks and one should be cautious when meeting someone in person. However, Han Zhan stopped thinking about this idea when Li Li said the other person was a writer he admired. Since the other person was a writer, he figured they wouldn't be scammers.
"Okay." Han Zhan sat in the back car and the driver started the car.
After watching Han Zhan's car drive away, Li Li finally sat in the driver's seat. After fastening his seat belt, he didn't rush to drive. Instead, he opened his phone and checked Beibei's reply.
When Li Li saw his girlfriend Beibei's reply, "I don't sleep with minors," he was stunned.
Do you want to be slept with?
Coming back to his senses, Li Li couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He felt like he was not going to meet his female netizen, but was going to send himself off for a thousand miles.
After going downstairs, Song Ci called Long Yu, who was sitting under the air conditioner enjoying the cool breeze, and left the coffee shop.
After getting into the car, Song Ci hurriedly took out her phone and called Han Zhan. Han Zhan had just texted her asking if she had a dress. She didn't know what Han Zhan was asking about, so she had to ask for clarification.
Song Ci called Han Zhan's cell phone. At that time, Han Zhan was sitting with his legs crossed and looking down at the contract on his thigh.
Han Zhan felt the vibration of his phone in his trouser pocket and took it out. Seeing the name "Cibao", Han Zhan's eyes instantly became tender. Closing the file, Han Zhan answered the phone and put it to his ear, his voice unconsciously softening: "Cibao."
Up ahead, the driver couldn't help but pout when he heard this doting and sweet name.
Toothaches.
Song Ci's charming voice came through the receiver: "Brother Han, you asked me if I have a dress. Are you going to a cocktail party?"
"It's not a cocktail party, it's a birthday party. Today is Old Lady Cheng's 80th birthday. Li Li was supposed to attend the dinner, but he had something urgent to do, so I have to go." After a pause, Han Zhan said, "I have a family too, so naturally I have to bring them along."
It was a strange feeling. In the past, when Han Zhan attended banquets and saw others with their families, he simply thought they were boring and thought he would definitely separate work and family from socializing. Now...
Ouch, my face hurts.
Song Ci smiled when she heard this. "Great, this is the first time you've taken me to a banquet." Thinking of something, Song Ci asked, "Which Cheng family are you referring to, Mrs. Cheng?"
Han Zhan said, "Cheng Ziang's grandmother."
Song Ci's smile faded in an instant.
Thinking about potentially meeting that jerk Cheng Ziang tonight, Song Ci's good mood was greatly dampened. "Yes, I heard that the old lady of the Cheng family is going to have a big celebration for her 80th birthday this year. It seems to be true."
"Yeah. Do you have a dress?"
Song Ci replied, "I do have a dress, but it's at the Mu family."
"We don't want those anymore. Let's go and pick some new ones. I'll send you the address, and you can ask Long Yu to take you to see me."
"OK."
After hanging up the phone, Song Ci opened WeChat and received the location address sent by Han Zhan. She turned on the phone's location, turned up the voice broadcast volume to the maximum, and said to Long Yu, "Take me to this store, Brother Long."
"good."
When Song Ci and Long Yu arrived downstairs at the dress shop, it was already dusk and the setting sun was hanging in the west, ready to fall into darkness at any moment.
The clothing store was on the second floor, and Han Zhan stood in front of the French window on the second floor, watching the sunset. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a car coming down the stairs. Han Zhan lowered his head and glanced, and saw Song Ci bending down and walking out of the car.
Her fair feet were wearing a pair of golden high heels, and she was wearing a pink and purple hollow waist dress, which made her waist look slender and sexy.
The short hair was blown by the wind and touched her pink lips. Song Ci hooked the black hair away from her lips with her fingers, and when she looked up, she saw Han Zhan standing by the window on the second floor.
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