At the door of Song's house, a black sedan stopped, and the driver went around the front of the car and respectfully opened the door.

Song Changhui got out of the car.

Song Shulan heard the voice and stood up from the stone table in the courtyard, she walked quickly in front of Song Changhui, looked up at Song Changhui, and wanted to get something out of his eyes, but Song Changhui looked very indifferent and glanced at her, "Dad is in the study?"

"Yes!" Song Shulan nodded.

Song Changhui hummed and walked past her towards the house.

"Big brother!" Shulan subconsciously shouted.

Song Changhui paused, turned around, looked at her and raised his eyebrows, which meant to ask him something.

"What's wrong with Dad lately?" she is not stupid, the old man has frequently "summoned" Song Changhui alone recently, even if his husband doesn't say it, she can see that there is something between the old man and the boss.

She didn't mean anything to ask, she just wanted to know what was going on with the old man.

How did she feel as if the old man's time had come.

Song Changhui stared at her for a while, then turned around and entered the door.

Song Shulan frowned, stared at Song Changhui, and involuntarily followed in.

"Miss!" the guard in front of the corridor of the study reminded her.

In the Song family, without the orders of the old man Song, no one can rely on the study, this is the rule of the Song family.

She looked in the direction of the study with some concern, and after a while, she turned and went upstairs.

By the time she came down again, she had already changed into her loungewear, a plain and generous thin sweater jacket and a trench coat, and carried a low-luxury leather bag in her hand.

"Uncle Liu, if my dad asks me later, you can tell him that I will go to Grandma Xiaoliang's house!" Out of the living room, Song Shulan said to Lao Liu, the housekeeper who was tending to the flowers and plants in the yard.

"Okay, Miss, do you still prepare your meal at noon?" Lao Liu stopped watering the flowers.

Song Shulan: "No need, I'll eat over there!"

At the door, the car was ready.

The driver had already opened the door of the back seat, and as soon as she got in the car, she called Song Shumei, "I have something to tell you, I'll wait for you at the Elizabeth Club!"

Hung up the phone, without her command, the driver already knew the destination.

And at this time, in the study.

Old Man Song looked at his eldest son with deep eyes, "How much do you think Gu Wenzheng knows?"

Song Changhui's cold eyes moved, and it took a long time before he looked at his father.

"At least seventy percent!"

Old Man Song lowered his eyes, and his loose eyelids seemed to move again, but obviously, the old man should have breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Changhui looked at his father and thought for a moment, but he still spoke, "I'm talking about seventy percent of everything, not just the midnight love case!"

Song Lao raised his head fiercely, his old face, and the muscles at the corners of his lips trembled, "How is it possible?"

"If it weren't for this, Di Sheng wouldn't have gone to such great lengths to set up this 'leading the snake out of the hole' game. Gu Wenzheng must have promised Di Sheng something, this little daughter-in-law that Yan Bogong fancied was indeed an extremely smart woman, she would not let go of the slightest clue, which of these previous cases was not revealed by her like this?

Dad, the Song family has been targeted by her!, and Changtao ......" Song Changhui glanced at his father, "Just before Gu Wenzheng's news came out, I received news that someone was secretly investigating Changtao, Dad, Di Sheng is forcing us to 'get out of the hole'!"

Old Man Song stood up suddenly, "She...... She actually ......" The old man looked at his son in amazement.

To be honest, when the fourth child of the Yan family married Di Sheng, he was very disdainful of women from this background.

But she didn't arrive first, and it was such a woman who could afford to stir up the major forces hidden in Kyoto City.

is a small Gu Wenzheng, hiding that the major forces in Kyoto City have to be at her mercy and try their best to get rid of Gu Wenzheng.

They knew it was a game, but they had to go into it.

She first released the news, and then asked people to leak the news of the investigation of Changtao to them, the purpose was to sue them that she had already set her sights on the Song family.

Song Changhui walked quickly to his father's side, helped the old man sit down, and then picked up his father's usual teapot and poured a glass of water for his father.

After drinking the water, the old man's feelings calmed down slightly, his eyes fell on the album on the desk, and for a long time, his voice was full of apologies, "Changhui, do you complain about your father?"

With just this sentence, Song Changhui already understood his father's deep meaning.

He, this is a vague sue to himself, they this snake is ready to "get out of the hole"!

And the consequences of "out of the hole", no one can predict, maybe it is a fluke to win, maybe it will be exposed, if it fails, the old things and this assassination, the Song family is afraid that there will be no place in Kyoto City.

Song Changhui was silent.

As the old man's apology, although his father is the head of the Song family, the Song family is not the Song family of the old man Song alone, there are still him Song Changhui in this family, as well as Song Changzheng who doesn't know anything about it, and even their children and grandchildren.

For the sake of a Song Changtao, is it worth it?

He wants to give up the political career that he has spent most of his life in earning, and maybe one day he will become a prisoner, everyone in the Song family will pay a huge price for today's 'out of the hole' behavior, even if it is Song Shulan, who has already married, Song Shumei is no exception.

Is it worth it?

There was silence in the study.

Elizabeth Clubhouse.

In the VIP private room on the second floor of the clubhouse.

Standing quietly next to the beautician hot spring, Song Shulan walked out of the locker room, and the beautician stepped forward to open the bead curtain, "Ms. Song, this aromatherapy lamp has put some sandalwood essential oil in you to calm your nerves and relieve anxiety!"

Song Shulan: "Hmm!"

The beautician stepped forward to take off Song Shulan's bathrobe and helped her into the bath.

Another beautician saw Song Shumei walk out and opened the curtain of another hot spring pool, Song Shumei didn't use the beautician to change clothes, she took it off by herself and threw it into the beautician's arms.

Song Shulan waved her hand, and the two beauticians put away their clothes and walked out.

Song Shumei drank a few sips of grapefruit juice before entering the hot spring pool, there is a hot spring pavilion in the mountain behind Yan's house, but Song Shulan asked her, so naturally she couldn't go there.

"You said that Dad let the eldest brother go back home, didn't you let you inform the third brother?" Song Shumei poured water on her body.

"No!" Song Shulan walked up to Song Shumei and deliberately lowered her voice, "Dad and eldest brother have been mysterious recently, today Dad saw Gu Wenzheng's news, his face suddenly turned pale, except for the time when he was angry with the second child, Dad's face was pale, for so many years, have you seen Dad change his face?"

The old man is also quite a character, age, identity here, whether it is outside or at home, who does not respect the old man?

Song Shumei moved.

The reason why she was stunned was that the eldest sister mentioned the second child, Song Changtao, and moved her eyes, Song Shumei glanced at the eldest sister, and the words of the ghost envoy came out like this, "What did the second brother do to ......give her mother back then" She didn't believe that her mother was angry because Song Changtao was involved in the case of midnight love, when did Song Changtao not do something earth-shattering and cry ghosts and gods?

It's more than the midnight love case, it's not nothing, so it must not be this reason.

Back then, she married into the Yan family and rarely went back to her parents' house, so she didn't know much about her mother's family, but the eldest sister Song Shulan was different, although she was also married, just like now, Song Shulan spent more time in her mother's house than in her husband's family.

So, she doesn't know many things, but the eldest sister Song Shulan may know.

Song Shumei looked at Song Shulan, and seeing that she was stunned and didn't move, Song Shumei pushed her, "Sister, what do you want?"

Song Shulan sighed, came back to her senses and looked at Song Shumei, as if she wanted to say something.

Song Shumei didn't urge her, and waited for her quietly.

"I don't know what's going on today, I'm always unstable in my heart!" Song Shulan turned around.

Song Shumei stopped again, her sister has changed the topic?

She knows Song Shulan's temperament, since she doesn't say it, it is useless for you to ask, but at the same time, Song Shumei is more and more sure that her sister knows something.

The real and false mayor is the headline of the Kyoto Daily, on which a task force has been set up for the purpose of arresting the real Gu Wenzheng.

The outskirts of Kyoto.

The empty birdcage fluttered in the wind, and on the wooden chaise longue under the birdcage, the man lay leisurely and lazily, his slender fingers tapping on the armrest.

Beside him stood a man in a black suit, the man held a newspaper in his hand, the warm sunlight spread on the newspaper, the man spoke pure Mandarin, and was reading the headlines of the newspaper word by word.

Suddenly, the man on the recliner stopped shaking, and the man reading the newspaper stopped.

"Young master?" The man reading the newspaper put down the newspaper in his hand, his eyes fell on the young master's face, and he was slightly puzzled when he saw the smile on the young master's lips.

"The police are involved?" the young master raised an eyebrow.

The man subconsciously glanced at the newspaper, "Yes!"

"Do you know what to do?" the young master glanced at the man beside him.

The man was a little out of tune.

The young master snorted coldly, closed his eyes again and lay down.

The recliner was rocking back and forth rhythmically, and the person called the young master didn't say a word.

The man glanced at the newspaper again, and couldn't help but filter the young master's sentence "The police intervened" in his mind, a wind blew, carrying the fragrance of flowers lingering in his nose, his eyes lit up, and he gently put down the newspaper, "Young master, I'm going!"

"Hmm!" the young master still hung his eyes on the chaise longue.

The man was about to retreat when his gaze fell on the glass on the table, and he paused for a moment to turn away.

In front of the house was a small stream, the water flowing, the brocade scales frolicking, and the man got up the bridge and went down the verandah into the antechamber.

"Send a cup of yogurt to the young master!" instructed the servant, the man went upstairs to change his clothes and came down, paced into the training room, the man looked at the man who was resting in the corner, "Nine, follow me!"

Nine got up, went into the cloakroom, changed his clothes, and followed the man into the car without asking anything.

The man drove the car himself, and casually threw a copy of the information to the co-pilot on the nine, "Your information, memorize it in twenty minutes!"

No. 9 took the information, and the purpose was the word special police.

"Do you think Di Sheng is smart but mistaken by cleverness?" A man who looked to be in his forties walked out of the room behind the recliner in the hallway.

The man also had a newspaper in his hand, and he looked at the young master in front of him with his eyes closed, obviously waiting for his answer.

"It's the best, it's okay if it's not! It's just a game, and sooner or later it will be over! The old man can't wait......" The young master said lazily.