Mr.Yan chased his wife: marry one and get two free

In the cafe, Zhao Dong pushed the photo in front of Meng YingYing and said, "this is the result of the survey. It's a small net red, but because she doesn't have much strength, no brokerage company has signed a contract with her."

Meng Yingying took the photo and hooked her red lips: "there is really no strength now, but once Si Han finds it, I'm afraid all the brokerage companies will break their heads at that time."

As she spoke, she picked up the picture. When she saw the young woman inside, her face suddenly startled, "Bai Qing?"

Zhao Dong was stunned: "Miss Meng knows her?"

Meng Yingying carefully identified the young woman in the picture for a while and ordered, "is she the woman Si Han was looking for?"

Zhao Dong nodded: "yes."

Meng Yingying sneered, threw the picture on the table, kept holding that tone, and finally relaxed, "she can't be the woman that night."

Zhao Dong asked, "why do you say that? It should be impossible for Yan Sihan to find the wrong person unless everything is too coincidental and points all the evidence to this girl. However, why is Miss Meng so sure that she is not the woman Yan Sihan is looking for? "

Meng Yingying sneered, "because

Meng Yingying stopped halfway.

Just now, an idea suddenly popped out of her mind. She hooked her lips. Since all the evidence pointed to Bai Qing, why didn't she push the boat along the water and make things more beneficial to herself?

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Here are the old buildings in the old city, and even the walls of many floors began to fall off.

Some corridor garbage piled into mountains, there is no property to deal with, emitting a sour and rotten smell.

Not to mention the elevator.

Meng Yingying looked up at the height of the sixth floor with a worried face.

She kicked the garbage bag under her feet, clutched the handbag in her hand, and climbed up reluctantly in a pair of hate sky high.

Three minutes later, Meng Yingying stood in front of the painted anti-theft iron door and knocked.

Soon a female voice came from inside, "who is it?"

Then the security door was opened.

A young woman with heavy makeup stretched out her head and looked up and down at Meng Yingying: "who are you?"

Meng Yingying raised her hand and took off her eyes.

The other party was surprised and couldn't help shouting, "is it you? Meng Yingying? "

Meng Yingying hooked her lips. "Why, old classmate, don't you invite me in?"

Bai Qing quickly opened all the doors and said sideways, "come in quickly."

She said as she cleaned up the things in the house, "I'm a little messy here. I'm no bigger than you."

Meng Yingying's eyes flashed dislike, but she still found a place to sit down. She looked around the house. The whole house was at most forty or fifty square meters.

Opposite is the bedroom, but the door is closed. Zhao Dong said that Bai Qing is a small anchor now, and that room should be her studio.

Bai Qing poured Meng Yingying a glass of water, handed it up and said with a smile, "why is Meng star free to come to me?"

Meng Yingying took the water, but didn't drink it. "I'll get straight to the point and say something."

Bai Qing sat down in the chair next to her and said with a smile, "we two are junior high school and senior high school students. Of course, we should talk straight."

Meng Yingying: "at present, you have a great opportunity. You just don't know whether you want to catch it or not."