Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 574 Innocent
She stepped forward, but unexpectedly the woman behind her hurriedly chased after her, and before she was about to pounce on her, she was grabbed by the neck by the bearded man.

When Song Ran turned her head, she saw that her face was flushed, her hands were powerlessly tapping on the hand on her neck, and she looked like she was going to die at any moment.

She was slightly dissatisfied, she glanced across her eyebrows lightly, and stopped: "Let go."

The bearded man had a hesitant expression, but he let go of his hand obediently, and then his body was stubbornly blocked between Song Ran and the woman. He stretched his hand forward and said viciously: "If you have anything to say, stand a little farther away and say it." .”

Liao Qiu leaned on the wall, and it took him a long time to catch his breath. Then he stretched his neck and tried to meet Song Ran's eyes, "I agree to all the conditions you said, and I still have the tax records that I tampered with at the time. Evidence, will my grandma really be fine?"

"do not worry."

Song Ran withdrew her gaze from the mountain-like man in front of her, "I've got all the evidence you mentioned, if it can't be done, I might as well not come to see you today, and find someone to send you directly to the prosecutor's office That's it."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head again and walked out the door all the way.

When going downstairs along the stairs, Yan Hao and the man he asked to follow were followed behind him.

One of the men turned on the light, raised the phone over Song Ran's head, and carefully protected it all the way, while the other man followed her footsteps all the time, neither stepping fast nor slowing down.

Song Ran noticed it, and turned to ask Yan Hao, "What kind of business does Mr. Shan do, and does he need a group of well-trained bodyguards around him?"

After stepping on the last step, Yan Hao scratched his head when he heard this question unexpectedly, "This has nothing to do with business, our young master is just..."

Halfway through the conversation, he sensed something was wrong again, so he simply waved his hands and stopped talking, "In short, our young master is a good person, and he arranged for them to come here because he was afraid that you would be unsafe, Miss Song."

Song Ran stopped by the car door, turned her head and glanced at the man next to him who was still stubbornly holding up the mobile phone, her faint eyes swept over, the man quickly reacted, turned off the light of the mobile phone, and at the same time retreated a few steps. Take a step, keeping a distance that is neither too far nor too close.

"Okay." She withdrew her gaze, exchanged a glance with Yan Hao, opened the car door again, and expressed her attitude calmly before bending down and stepping into the car, "It's enough for him to know what kind of person your young master is. .”

After finishing speaking, he nodded lightly, "But for this matter, I still thank him."

Hearing Song Ran's tone relax, Yan Hao smiled shyly again, "Our young master is rushing back to Shanghai to prepare the master's birthday banquet, and he will come back again. If you thank me, you can wait for him When you come back, tell him in person."

Song Ran bent down and got into the car. Hearing these words, she raised her eyes and glanced at them lightly. Then she didn't respond, and closed the car door by herself.

What should be said, she had already made it clear that day, thinking that Shan Rao is not a person who disregards the importance, and she has no intention of pursuing those trivial matters.

Currently, there are things that interest her more.

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Two days later, in a star-rated Japanese restaurant in Kyoto.

Shang Rui was led by a waiter in a kimono. After turning a few turns, he finally lifted the curtain of one of the private rooms, changed his shoes at the door, and stepped in again.

Behind him was a young woman wearing a mask and a peaked cap.

The young woman followed him into the door, and after taking off her shoes, she stood by the door and exchanged glances with the woman who was kneeling at the table and cooking a glass of sake.

Looking at her about 35 or [-] years old, she has long black and straight thick hair scattered behind her head, a light gray beret on her head, and heavy and delicate makeup.

She has a relaxed and calm posture, like a person who lives a fastidious life, and there is a fussy nobility in every gesture, but she also has a pair of raised red phoenix eyes. With that makeup, she seems to have a somewhat aggressive aura.

Liao Qiu just glanced at it, then paused for a while before walking inside.

And the woman picked up the porcelain-green sake jug, and when pouring wine into the cup in front of her, she glanced casually, "You are the girl Mr. Shang mentioned? Take off the mask, let me take a look."

After the words fell, the jug lightly knocked on the table in front of him, making a moderate sound.

Hearing this, Liao Qiu gave a soft "hmm", took off the mask and hat, put them aside, and then sat down on his knees, "I'm Liao Qiu, recommended by Mr. Shang."

Shang Rui glanced at Liao Qiu, then smiled and stretched out his hand to signal, "This is Mrs. Smith, and Mr. Smith is mainly engaged in foreign trade in the UK."

While the man was speaking, this Mrs. Smith had raised her eyes to look at the woman in front of her carefully, then she smiled lightly and raised her bright red lips.

"It does look very clever. When you arrive in the UK, I can give you the right to manage a branch. As long as you are capable, your future is not a problem."

When a woman speaks, she is always unhurried, with an air of superiority.

Liao Qiu raised his eyes to observe quietly, paused, but still mustered up the courage to question, "I am not sure that the promise you made will be fulfilled at that time. After all, Britain is a strange country to me. Before leaving here, I have to confirm some information."

"How do you want to confirm?" The hint of aggression in Liao Qiu's words irritated her a bit. She picked up the wine glass lightly, glanced over while drinking lightly, and reminded lightly: "Don't forget Now, you have a criminal record now, the longer you stay here, the greater the chance of being targeted by the Song family."

"So..." Grasping the key information, Liao Qiu's brows tightened, "Mrs. Smith is also very clear about asking me to frame Fengrui for tax evasion?"

"This is not something you should worry about." The visitor's gaze instantly became vigilant, but before waiting for a response, Shang Rui coughed lightly in advance, with a cold warning in his words, "I will give you three days Think about it, after three days, Yun Teng will not take you in no matter whether you leave or not."

The conversation here fell to a stalemate for a moment, while in the private room on the other side, Song Ran was staring at the computer screen in front of her with deep eyes and holding her breath.

The shaky picture sometimes shows Shang Rui's face, and sometimes shows the face of a woman with red lips curled up.

"Isn't she British?" The woman frowned, and manipulated the mouse to cut out a fairly clear picture, "Check it out, what's the background."

The cell phone of the assistant next to her just rang with a "ding dong". She swiped open the screen, stared at the picture on the interface, and gave a soft "hmm", "I'll check it out right away."

Leaning against the back of the chair, he squinted his eyes half-closed for a while, as if he was thinking about something. At this time, he saw the picture in front of him shaking again, and the woman in the picture was getting up from the seat and walking towards the door.

Immediately afterwards, there was a soft door opening sound from the next door.

Song Ran slightly pursed her lips, closed the computer in front of her, and stood up after waiting for a while, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Along the low eaves, turn forward a few turns, and finally arrive at a bathroom door.

Pushing open the door and going in, she saw a well-dressed woman touching up her makeup in front of the vanity mirror. Song Ran's eyes didn't turn for a moment, and she went straight to the innermost compartment of the bathroom.

When she came out again, she was about to go to the sink when the woman turned around unexpectedly and poked Song Ran's chest with the lipstick in her hand.

When she came to her senses, she withdrew her steps to the side, and after dodging, she stood still, with a calm and calm expression on her face.

Mrs. Smith had a slightly surprised expression, but she put away her lipstick in time, and smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I didn't pay attention, didn't I dirty you?"

"It's okay." Song Ran also hooked her lips shallowly, "It's just a lipstick, even if it gets dirty, it won't hurt."

After all, she narrowed her eyes slightly, ignored the people around her, and continued to walk to the sink to wash her hands.

(End of this chapter)