Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

"You don't need to know who I am." Pei Yilin's voice was cold. "Let him go!"

"What if I don't?" With a cold snort from Song Qian, she had already moved very quickly.

In just ten seconds, she had already pushed Xiaowu out and attacked Pei Yilin.

Pei Yilin was worried that Song Qian would get hurt and didn't dare to shoot. He just fought her.

Her moves were fierce and she had a winning stance. Pei Yilin's eyes dimmed, and he threw the gun away from him, his big palm reaching out to Song Qian very quickly.

It was as if he was about to take her down and imprison her in his arms again.

However, Song Qian seemed to be aiming at the moment when Pei Yilin threw the gun. She bent over and slid towards him very quickly.

Song Qian raised her foot and attacked Pei Yilin. In the middle of Pei Yilin's dodge, she quickly bent down and picked up the gun Pei Yilin threw to the side.

The black barrel of the gun pointed directly at Pei Yilin's forehead, and Song Qian's eyes were filled with undisguised hatred.

"Pei Yilin, where is Mengmeng?" Song Qian asked.

"She's... Just a dead person. Do you think this is useful?" Pei Yilin raised his eyebrows and did not answer Song Qian's question directly.

"Tell me where she is!" Song qian took a step towards Pei Yilin, his thumb on the trigger.

As long as Song Qian pressed the trigger, Pei Yilin would be seriously injured.

However, for the sake of Qian Mengmeng's whereabouts, Song Qian could not bear to detain him.

"Where is she?" Song Qian asked again.

"She's..." Before Pei Yilin could finish, he was interrupted by the noise outside.

"Want to know about her? Let me win!" With a cold expression, he quickly attacked Song Qian and pushed her to the window step by step.

"Pei Yilin, I'll settle the score with you later." Song Qian dodged many times, but this time, he was suddenly hit by Pei Yilin's left chest.

The smell of rust filled Song Qian's mouth. Knowing that he was not fit to fight again, he could only rise and jump down quickly.

Looking at Song Qian's back, Pei Yilin frowned and rolled down the window, disappearing very quickly.

The sealed man came to Song Qian's door and immediately ordered someone to break in and try to catch Song Qian.

But the room was empty. There was no sign of Song Qian except for the simple furniture and the messy floor.

Send someone to chase him. Make sure you get Song Qian back." Cheng Wenfeng looked coldly at the open window.

Under Cheng Wenfeng's orders, the Cheng Family bodyguards immediately launched a hunt for Song Qian.

...

Song Qian escaped through the window and followed the air conditioner all the way to the first floor.

The first floor was extremely bustling, which was very different from the silence on the sixth floor where she was.

"Qian Mengmeng, where are they?" Song Qian walked out along the wall. After a while, he heard Qian Mengmeng's name.

"Who knows where they are? However, the money, Mengmeng, was already dead, so where it was, it had little impact on the organization. That Cheng Xian, on the other hand, heard that he was taken away by another organization. Would he betray and reveal the secret of the organization?" It was Ah Hu. Ever since Cheng Xian was taken away and he woke up with a head full of bags, he had a lot of issues with Cheng Xian.

"Well, I don't think so, do I?" The other man was just about to speak when he suddenly looked out the window.

A familiar feeling of being monitored immediately woke him up. He winked at Ah Hu and the two quickly attacked Song Qian's hiding place.

"Who are you?" The two of them climbed out of the window and hit Song Qian in the dark at the same time.

"You don't need to know who I am." Song Qian's expression was cold, and the strong smell of blood in her mouth made her frown slightly, but she did not lose half of her speed in dealing with the two of them, or even a little faster than before when dealing with Pei Yilin.

Song qian wanted to end the battle with them as soon as possible, and the attack was getting fiercer and fiercer.

Even if Ah Hu and Xu Wei were the leaders of interpol, they didn't take her down in ten minutes.

"Ah Hu!" Xu Wei knew that continuing the fight would only expose their whereabouts. He winked at Ah Hu.

Ah Hu immediately understood that the two men were going to attack back and forth, and they were going to take Song Qian down.

Song Qian's figure was very fast, and even though the two of them thought that they would not miscalculate, she still escaped.

Moreover, Ah Hu was caught in front of Song Qian's chest when the hostage threatened Xu Wei.

"I want to know about Qian Mengmeng. Say it!" Song Qian sounded a little anxious.

Song Qian's face was a little pale. It was a reaction to a serious injury, but she still pretended very well and didn't want to be seen by Xu Wei.

But xu wei was a man who had been through many battles. Even if she wasn't as good as Song Qian, how could he not see that Song Qian had been injured?

His eyes narrowed slightly. He winked at Ah Hu in front of song qian and prepared to attack Song Qian.

"Don't move!" Song Qian noticed Xu Wei's little move, and the hand that had been holding Ah Hu's shoulder moved up quickly and grabbed Ah Hu's throat accurately. "Tell me, what happened to my daughter?"

It was only after hearing that Qian Mengmeng was Song Qian's daughter that xu wei and Ah Hu relaxed and considered it for a moment before telling Song Qian that Qian Mengmeng was dead. Interpol told Song Qian about her expulsion.

"How?" Song Qian was obviously devastated.

"That's true. This is a photo of her tragic death. We had it appraised by our colleagues in the technical department. It's true. And Ah Hu had seen Qian Mengmeng before. He was sure it was Qian Mengmeng." Xu Wei handed Song Qian a photo and continued, "Mengmeng is a good detective. She sacrificed herself for the Muhua Group. We're sad too."

"Yeah. Mrs. Song's condolences have changed. If you need any help in the future, just call me Ah Hu." Ah Hu also painfully promised.

Song Qian listened to his promise and smiled faintly, full of bitterness.

She loosened her grip on Ah Hu's hand and trembled slightly as she took the picture in Xu Wei's hand.

Xu Wei looked at her and frowned a little. Was it because she was so sad that Song Qian, who was not frowning at all, could act like this?

"Mrs. Song, you're welcome. We are all Mengmeng's colleagues, and we will..."

"Mrs. Song needs a good rest." Xu Wei interrupted Ah Hu's chatter and nodded slightly at Song Qian. He pulled Ah Hu away quickly.

The two of them walked further and further away until they disappeared, and Song Qian held the photo tightly in his hand.

The pain in his chest seemed to have cleared up at this moment, and the taste of the fishy sweetness in Song Qian's mouth became stronger.

Her slender fingers caressed the recent photo. In the photo, Qian Mengmeng was pale and lying weakly in the back seat, and the video that Jiayuan Yin showed her seemed to be able to connect.

Mengmeng, Mengmeng, how is that possible? How could you leave mom so soon?

Song Qian felt a lump in her heart, and the sweet taste in her mouth could no longer be suppressed. She bent down and vomited violently.

In the night, his eyes were fixed on Song Qian. Seeing her like this, he wanted to go up and comfort her.

But thinking about her misunderstanding of herself and the fact that she was in trouble, Pei Yilin still chose to quietly remove all obstacles for her and not let her be in danger.

He looked at Song Qian for a while before calling Faang Zikuang.

Faang Zikuang rushed over as soon as he got the call and dragged Song Qian to the hospital.

"I don't!" Song Qian said stubbornly, "Get out of my way!"

Song Qian's voice was cold and full of disgust.

"Song Qian, your body is the most important thing. No matter what happens, you should take care of yourself first." Faang Zikuang persuaded Song Qian.

He didn't seem to have expected that Song Qian would lose so much weight in just a few months.

"Take care of yourself? Hehe -" Song Qian laughed bitterly. "Faang Zikuang, you never understand..."

"What do you not understand?" Faang Zikuang grabbed Song Qian and asked with some dissatisfaction.

But Song Qian still smiled faintly and turned to leave quickly.

"You have to go to the hospital." Faang Zikuang stopped Song Qian and picked her up without a word. The special smell of his body entered Song Qian's nose. Before Song Qian could struggle, he was already unconscious.

It seemed that fang zi had applied a hypnotic perfume on her prematurely.

"Aren't you taking her?" Fang zi carried Song Qian wildly to Pei Yilin. Pei Yilin's eyes were full of nostalgia. He wanted to send song qian to the hospital in person.

But thinking about their current relationship and the dangerous environment Song Qian was in, he still turned around coldly, leaving behind only one sentence, "Take good care of her."

Looking at Pei Yilin's lonely back, Faang Zikuang sighed.

The word "Love" really hurts.

Whether it was Faang Zikuang, who was once a playboy, or Pei Yilin, who had always been a cold-faced yan luo.

On the surface, they were ruthless men, but in the end, they were easily defeated by little women.

Song Qian, Song Qian, when will you know Pei Yilin's thoughts?

Faang Zikuang looked faintly at Song Qian, who was sleeping in his arms, just as he saw Yin Baoer, who had been compromised.

Is Yin Baoer really still alive in this world?

Why didn't she give him a single clue?

Faang Zikuang thought as he carried Song Qian into the car.

As soon as fang zikuang got in the car, he turned on his mp3 player, listened to Yin Baoer's favorite song, and drove Song Qian away in a sad car.

As soon as Faang Zikuang's car left, a group of people quickly arrived at the place where Song Qian and two interpol were fighting.

The leader of the group looked at the blood on the ground with deep eyes, and his lips curled up in a triumphant arc as he left quickly.

That night, Cheng Wenfeng got the news that Song Qian was taken away by Faang Zikuang with his family badge.

Other forces in the dark also got the news.

Of course, Yuchi Haolan's the Ye family also got the news.

"Is the family emblem in Song Qian's hands? How could it be?" Yuchi Haolan was playing with the tiger amulet that his subordinate had just sent him, and his lips were pursed tightly.

"Young master?" The subordinate thought that Yuchi Haolan doubted that he had brought a fake family badge and immediately explained, "This thing, I'm sure, is what Cheng Wenfeng wears every day. Cheng Wenfeng's fingerprints are on it, and Cheng Wenfeng's hair and sweat are on the rope."

"Yeah. I know it's true." Yuchi Haolan smiled faintly and waved to his subordinates to receive the reward. Then he frowned and looked at the family emblem in his hand.