Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 613 Exclude Relationship
He Muming came out of the local police station, and Song Ran didn't stop, calling Shan Rao.

"Check to see if there are any suspicious people around you in the past few days."

When the phone was connected, a smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and he was caught off guard by the woman's indifference before he could say any greetings.

Realizing that something was wrong, he quickly changed his expression, frowning slightly, walked from the window to the desk, pulled out the chair and sat down, "What do you mean?"

"Someone cut Ah Heng's hair." Song Ran drove straight to the airport, switched the call to Bluetooth on the way, and explained while stepping on the accelerator: "I suspect that Mrs. Smith has made another move to prove that you have no blood relationship with the child. Now I’m not sure whether she’s starting from you or Shang Rui.”

The man's brows furrowed deeper, and the brush that he had picked up to write and draw in his hand suddenly stopped, and his face suddenly became ugly, "When did it happen?"

"I've had someone check it out. He's in Shanghai right now. He was on the plane last night." Song Ran drove the car faster and faster, rushing past the intersection in front of him at the green light in the last few seconds, and then heaved a sigh of relief. "I'll be right over now, the plane is half an hour away."

"I'll pick you up."

After hearing this, Shan Rao was ready to make an internal call to ask Yan Hao to postpone today's work meeting, but the woman quickly vetoed it and asked him again: "How many private hospitals are there near Jinli Hotel on Beiyuan Road in Shanghai? Do you have network resources, there are more important things for you to do."

Before she cut off the phone, she ordered some more things, and then told: "I have sent someone to your assistant for the specific information. If their starting point is you, I hope you can stop this matter."

The man's eyes became deep, and he got up and went out without hesitation for a moment, "Don't worry."

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When the plane arrived in Shanghai, Song Ran received a call from Shan Rao as soon as she got out of the airport.

The man took the time to report the situation, "We found it, Yan Hao is waiting for you outside, and he will take you directly to the hospital."

The woman walked in a hurry, her whole body was cold, she still didn't relax after hearing this, she frowned and asked: "Has the matter been resolved?"

The man on the other end of the phone raised the corners of his lips and propped one hand on the cold wall, "How dare I not handle what Miss Song told me?"

About 10 minutes later, on the third floor of the Laboratory Department of a private hospital near the Jinli Hotel, a woman wearing a white chest-wrapping dress, a black shawl suit, and large sunglasses walked firmly into it with a leather bag in her hand. Inside an office.

Behind her was a tall and thin man in a suit, with a solemn expression and bowed back, his thin cheeks protruding from the high cheekbones on both sides. After following the woman into the door, he suddenly heard the crisp sound of the leather bag falling on the desk. sound.

Mrs. Smith took off her glasses with a haughty and indifferent expression, and looked up and down the gray-haired elderly doctor in front of her who had just raised his head in shock from the sound.

"You are Dr. Hao?"

She crossed her arms with one hand, and with the other palm up, she held her sunglasses in mid-air.

Hearing this, the doctor also took off his presbyopic glasses, folded his hands flat on the table, and nodded slightly with a smile on his face: "It's me, this lady is looking for me to see a doctor or something else?"

After finishing speaking, he glanced past her and saw the man behind her, and as if he suddenly remembered something, he let out a long "oh", "Isn't this the gentleman who came to do the genetic test two days ago? The test result afternoon I already asked my assistant to call to notify me, did I not receive it or do I have any questions?"

After a pause, he turned his gaze back to the gloomy woman, "This is your wife?"

The tall man was so startled that his legs trembled, he repeatedly waved his hands in denial, "No, no..."

A cold light flashed in Mrs. Smith's eyes. She lowered one of her hands and tapped the table twice. "I have doubts. The test report says that the two are not related by blood. I want to confirm the result."

Hearing this, the old doctor said "Oh" slowly, then put on his reading glasses again, and began to search through the pile of test materials in front of him: "What's the name of the tester? Let me find it for you." Report."

"Shang Rui." The tall man wiped the sweat from his forehead and responded first.

"Shang... Rui..."

The old doctor prolonged the ending, took out a copy from the bottom after a while, and habitually reached out to pat the non-existent dust on it, "Well, I found it, here it is."

Before he opened it, the woman in front of him stretched out his hand and pulled it over. After opening it, his gaze went from top to bottom, and finally settled on the test result at the bottom.

"Based on the existing data and DNA analysis results, the biological father-daughter relationship of the two parties under investigation is excluded."

Seeing this, the old doctor pushed up his reading glasses again, and pointed to the row of small characters at the bottom, "Look, the test results are not wrong."

When Mrs. Smith heard the words, fire flashed in her eyes, she closed the document in her hand with a "snap", and fell back on the table heavily, with a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth, "Okay, Song Ran , I really underestimated you."

The two children had nothing to do with Shang Rui. This unexpected conclusion shocked Mrs. Smith and changed her view of Song Ran again.

With a sneering smile on the corner of her mouth, she lifted her foot and stepped out of the office door. The doctor sat on the office chair and raised his hand to the document that had been thrown aside, "Hey, did you report that you don't want it?"

The tall man hurried up behind him, saw her put on her sunglasses again after she stopped, and quickly regained her fierce and arrogant aura.

"Madam, do you want to try again with the young master of the Shan family? Even if the child can't prove that it belongs to Mr. Shang, it doesn't mean that it must be..."

"Forget it." The woman who lifted her foot into the elevator stretched out her hand impatiently to interrupt, "Single servant is careful, he's not so easy to get started with, and..."

At this point, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, as if she suddenly remembered something, she turned her head and looked up and down the man behind her, "Are you sure there is nothing wrong with the Song family?"

"Absolutely not." The man bowed, very careful but firm, "I talked with her on the phone after the test results came out, and when the hair was also video-conferenced, I watched her cut it and put it in a sealed box with a seal on it."

The man swears, and just after explaining, the elevator descends to the first floor, and the door in front of him slowly opens.

Mrs. Smith's eyes narrowed slightly, and her slightly lifted footsteps stopped abruptly. After seeing the men and women standing outside the door clearly, a little bit of surprise and shock flashed in her eyes uncontrollably.

But all her emotions were suppressed and covered up at the first time, and when she calmly stepped out of the elevator, she also slightly curled up her red lips, took off her sunglasses and showed a shallow smile in her eyes, "You two, what a coincidence. "

"Yo, Miss Yan, what a coincidence, what a coincidence." Standing outside the door, Shan Rao immediately took Song Ran's hand next to him. The feeling of clasping fingers made the woman subconsciously resist, but the inaudible struggle Being easily pressed by a man.

Mrs. Smith, who seemed to be aware of it, drooped her eyelids slightly, staring at the hands of the two clasped tightly. Song Ran stopped struggling when she saw this, but retracted her knuckles, and her curled up fingertips tightly clasped the back of the man's hand .

"It should be Mrs. Smith." She raised the corners of her lips calmly and looked him up and down, "Madam is also here to see a doctor?"

"There's no need to pretend." The woman's complexion fell instantly, she put her head down and put her sunglasses into her bag, and then raised her proud chin, "There is no such thing as such a coincidence in the world, what are you and I here for? We all know each other well.”

Mrs. Smith's expression was cold, and she looked at the woman in front of her who was even more emotionless, and then snorted lightly: "Do you think so, Miss Song?"

"Mrs. Smith is so concerned about other people's family affairs. Frankly speaking, I really don't understand what you want to do." Song Ran remained calm and looked at her for a long time, "Would Madam want to tell me?"

(End of this chapter)