Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

Before Song Qian could confirm the voice over there, her phone was knocked off, and then a nice male voice rang out, "Sorry."

Song Qian frowned at the old man. He looked down and hurried, as if he was in a hurry to do something.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." The man hurriedly picked up song qian's phone and apologized sincerely, but a successful smile flashed in his eyes.

"Nothing." Song Qian answered lightly and took the phone he handed over.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry to catch the plane. I'm really sorry." The man smiled and hurried past Song Qian.

Song Qian suddenly realized that it was less than 20 minutes before her plane took off.

She had no time to delay!

Song Qian hurriedly put his phone into his pocket and quickly walked to the ticket counter.

After checking the tickets, she immediately rushed to the gate. The plane had already arrived, and she quickly boarded the plane with her things.

During the whole process, Song Qian left in a hurry and naturally did not notice that her phone had been tampered with.

When Song Qian found out that her phone had been tampered with, she had already gotten off the plane and arrived at her destination, The Ritz Carlton Hotel, Tokyo, japan.

The Ritz Carlton Hotel is located in midtown, the capital of tokyo. It is luxuriously decorated and lavishly treated. It has always been a favorite place for rich businessmen from all over the world.

As soon as he got out of the car, Song Qian saw all kinds of cars like long dragons. They were the best brands in the world.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at the models of the cars very quickly, and her lips curled up in a relaxed arc.

Among the cars parked in the parking lot, the desert eagle sports car, which was written as a seal, glowed brightly in the sun, showing off the true character of a rich man.

Song Qian confirmed that Cheng Wenfeng had arrived and immediately entered the hotel to get her room card.

After doing all these chores, Song Qian was not in a hurry to go upstairs. Instead, he looked around and observed the terrain before slowly going upstairs.

Entering the room, Song Qian took out a set of reconnaissance equipment that Xiao Honglian had prepared for her.

This detection device uses the latest technology in the world. As long as you enter the iconic building in your memory, it automatically creates the surrounding scenery and puts all the public areas under its own monitoring.

Song Qian was already familiar with computers, so it was easy to operate. He entered what he had just memorized into the detection equipment, which immediately began to operate, bringing in all the information in the public area of the hotel.

By the time everything was done, Song Qian could already sit on the sofa and watch all the surveillance at the hotel entrance, the hotel lobby, and the hotel corridors.

Cheng Wenfeng, I'm not afraid I won't find you!

Song Qian's lips curled up slightly and glanced at the note with Cheng Wenfeng's room number in her hand. She raised her eyebrows slightly.

Although Xiao Honglian had already asked people to investigate the room number sealed in the hotel, the cautious Song Qian was more willing to believe her years of experience and judgment.

She, who was familiar with the deception, knew that a businessman like Cheng Wenfeng would not expose himself to danger. He would choose multiple rooms to confuse his enemies.

No matter which room was sealed, he had to take the public corridor if he wanted to go out.

The smile on Song Qian's lips was even more smug. She only needed to look at the video in the public corridor to determine Cheng Wenfeng's location and get Cheng Wenfeng's family badge as soon as possible.

Thinking about it, Song Qian smiled faintly, took out his clothes and put them away, and immediately returned to the sofa.

Her bright eyes were fixed on the screen, but she took out her cell phone.

She turned on her cell phone and was about to call back the number that was not picked up at the airport.

But as soon as she touched the phone, the overheated surface of the phone startled her subconsciously: it was the signal that the phone was about to explode.

Song Qian paused for a moment and quickly took out his phone card. Then, he took out the omnipotent key that he could carry with him at any time and removed the mini bomb that was installed in his phone.

After deactivating the bomb, Song Qian went out to check on the bomb again, trying to find out who killed her, but after a long time, he found no clues.

It was already dusk after a tumultuous meal.

The dim yellow sun gradually lost the scorching heat of the day, bringing a tinge of coldness.

Song Qian stood in front of the window and looked out the window coldly, but he was not in the mood to see the scenery outside.

Who on earth wanted to harm her?

The phone was only taken out with that passer-by at the airport. It must have been when the phone was switched.

Song Qian's fists tightened involuntarily as he thought of the dangerous scene where the bomb was most likely to explode.

Now the enemy was in the dark and she was in the light, but looking at the situation today, she had already expected that this was just the beginning.

Song Qian guessed that someone wanted to stop her, not let her find Cheng Wenfeng, not let her get the the Xiang family badge.

But for Qian Mengmeng's sake, even if the abyss was ahead, she would still jump down without hesitation.

With that in mind, Song Qian picked up the hotel's landline and called Xiao Honglian, but before she made the call, she did something special to make it impossible for outsiders to monitor her calls.

"Elder Xiao, my phone is broken. I want to buy a new phone." Song Qian said.

Hearing Song Qian's words, Xiao Honglian's mouth curved slightly, but when he spoke to Song Qian, it returned to normal.

I will send someone to protect you. And your phone..."

"The number doesn't change." Song Qian interrupted Xiao Honglian and added, "During this time in japan, I will contact you on the landline. Until I bought a new phone."

"Yes, okay." Xiao Honglian nodded, thought of something, and continued, "Handle the matter of the family emblem as soon as possible."

"I know. I'll get my badge as soon as possible." Song Qian had just answered a few words when he heard the doorbell ring.

Who would come looking for her at this time?

Song Qian frowned slightly and spoke to Xiao Honglian before hanging up.

Song Qian walked slowly to the door, but halfway down the road, she turned back.

She hurried back to the bathroom, put on her wig, false eyelashes and beautiful eyes in the mirror, and examined them carefully.

Song Qian didn't want anyone to find out who she really was. Seeing that she had turned into a blonde in the mirror, she slowly walked to the door.

"Hello, miss. I like your room very much. Can you change it with me?" Song Qian's familiar voice came from outside the door. Her body trembled and she recognized the person immediately.

Song Qian narrowed his eyes and glanced at the cat's eyes. In a small place, Qin Xirong's pretty face, which was wearing light makeup but still could not hide her scheming eyes, was revealed.

"I paid the rent." Song Qian spoke coldly, deliberately using a london accent so that Qin Xirong could not recognize her identity.

"I know. But I don't think miss would mind playing here for a few more days. I can ask the manager to give you a free room for another week. Would you like to change rooms with me?" Qin Xirong was displeased, but he still deliberately softened his voice and pretended to be very pleasant.

However, Song Qian was familiar with her personality and remembered what she had done to pei pei.

Song Qian's eyes narrowed slightly as he continued to speak coldly, "My time is tight. These days are enough for me."

"Miss, don't you think about it anymore? I have better terms." Hearing the cold rejection, Qin Xirong was almost furious.

Qin Xirong wanted to shake her hand and leave quickly, but when she thought about what she had agreed with Samuel, she could only make herself endure, endure, and endure.

"No more. I'm busy." Song Qian refused coldly, but his eyes were burning.

The moment Song Qian saw Qin Xirong, she thought of poor Pei Pingping. She wanted to shoot Qin Xirong in the head.

Thinking of this, Song Qian had a pistol in his hand at some point, and the black muzzle was aimed at the cat's eye.

But Song Qian remembered her mission and Qian Mengmeng, and she endured it.

Miss, I want to rest. Don't bother me anymore." Song Qian's voice was thick with anger.

This almost revealed Song Qian's identity. If Qin Xirong could hear it, she would leave immediately.

However, the proud Qin Xirong would not have thought that the person with the cold tone was Song Qian. Instead, he regarded her as a poor student who came here for the sake of luxury.

Qin Xirong continued to promise, "I can give you dollars. I can give you as much as you want."

Miss, I'm really sleepy. If you disturb me again, I don't mind..."

"Xirong, why did you come out?" Before Song Qian could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a familiar male voice from outside.

The familiar voice of the man and his undisguised concern for Qin Xirong made Song Qian feel depressed.

Song Qian clenched his fists and wanted to turn around and leave.

But the sound from outside made her choose to hide behind the door and stick to it.

"I feel a little stuffy in the room. I can't breathe. He just came out for a walk. Who knew that when we got out, we were so fascinated that we used this place as our room." Qin Xirong didn't seem to think that Pei Yilin would come to see her. She smiled and tried to make herself soft. "Now that I see you, I know this isn't our room. However, this room number, and our room number, is really similar! Lin, don't you think so?"

"Well, they do look alike." Pei Yilin seemed to believe Qin Xirong, but his eyes never left Song Qian's room number.

This number was indeed very similar to her room number. If Qin Xirong hadn't lied, she must have gone wrong.

However, Qin Xirong had a good memory, as evidenced by being a secretary next to Joyce, the world's richest man with a busy schedule.

How could she have gone to the wrong room?

Pei Yilin narrowed his eyes, put away his doubts, and said, "I'll help you back. Your stomach is big. Don't walk around."

"Lin, you're so kind." Qin Xirong smiled softly and leaned into Pei Yilin's arms.

Pei Yilin frowned slightly. Not used to being close to women other than Song Qian, he wanted to push Qin Xirong away, but when his eyes touched her stomach, he smiled and gently wrapped his arms around her waist.

He also needed the child in her womb to save Mengmeng. He couldn't let anything happen to her.

Pei Yilin took Qin Xirong in his arms and walked for a while, but then looked back at the number.

The voice that Pei Yilin heard just now made him a little excited. He almost wanted to open the door and make sure that it was the person he had been thinking about for a long time.

But in the end, Pei Yilin held back. He wrote down the number of the door and quickly left with Qin Xirong in his arms.

Now he was convinced that he could open the door at any time if he wanted to and make sure that the person inside was Song Qian.