The fine and neat hair, the handsome and warm eyebrows and eyes, the thin lips, especially the delicate gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, add a bit of gentleness and gentlemanly feeling to the man in front of him.

Danfeng's eyes, hidden under the lenses, narrowed slightly, and the man glanced up and down at the cramped and restless woman in front of him, and his tone was mocking, "It turned out to be you." ”

Song Qingge didn't expect to meet someone from the Zhan family here, and he was also Zhan Qi's uncle, Zhan Jue.

Pursing her lips, she rubbed the corners of her clothes worriedly, lowered her head and whispered, "Thank you for helping me." ”

"I don't need to." Zhan Jue no longer looked at her, and said in an indifferent tone: "I'm just a gesture." ”

The implication is not to save her on purpose.

"Oh, what's going on!"

The store manager's stunned voice interrupted the conversation between the two, and Song Qingge retracted his thoughts, turned his head and explained the matter to the store manager. After hearing the ins and outs, the store manager immediately notified the security department and called the police.

Soon the police from the nearby police station arrived at the scene, and after a brief understanding of the situation, the police said to Song Qingge: "You go to the office with us first to make a record." After speaking, he looked at the battle trick on the side, "This righteous and brave gentleman will also come together." ”

When I went to the police station to make a record, it was nothing more than those items, and the police let them leave after learning about the situation.

That man was actually not a real hooligan, but after drinking too much, he wandered to the mall, and happened to see Song Qingge's attractive appearance, so he was driven by alcohol to have evil thoughts. But even this can't escape his charge of molesting women, even if he won't be sentenced heavily, a year and a half of detention will definitely be a certainty.

When he came out of the police station, it was almost dark, Song Qingge followed Zhan Jue to his car, grabbed the strap of his leather bag, and said crampedly: "Today...... Thank you for helping me. ”

The Zhan family basically hated her, so even if it wasn't Zhan Qi, as long as she was in front of the Zhan family, she always felt a little scared.

Zhan Jue glanced back at her at this time, with his dry hair pulled behind his head, wearing a simple T-shirt, a brown windbreaker, flat shoes, and a shabby canvas bag, depressed and pathetic, he didn't even dare to look up at him, as if he had lost the scenery of the eldest lady of the Song family in the past.

He looked at her for a few seconds, and suddenly said, "It's not too early, I haven't eaten." ”

"What?" Song Qingge was stunned, and looked at him with some confusion.

Zhan Jue glanced at her indifferently, "Since you haven't eaten, let's go together." ”

"No...... No need......" Song Qingge reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth, and waved his hand busily: "I...... I'll just go home and eat whatever I want, so I won't bother you. ”

How dare she eat with someone surnamed Zhan? If I go, I'm afraid I won't even know how I died.

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and prepared to leave, but before she could take her feet, a man's cold anger came from behind her, "Get in the car, don't let me repeat it a second time!" ”

Song Qingge's body shook suddenly, turned his head to meet the eyes that had been dyed with thin anger, and after a brief thought, he obediently got into his car.

The character of the man in front of her is not necessarily much better than Zhan Qi, if she annoys him, she is afraid that she will suffer again. Now she can't stand a little toss, and her only wish is to get her daughter back and live a life in secret.

I didn't say anything along the way, but I just drove with a blank face. He has always had a cold temperament, not as domineering and powerful as Zhan Qi, but a person who is indistinguishable from joy and anger.

When waiting for the red light, Song Qingge secretly glanced at him with his afterglow, touching the pair of slender and neat hands he held on the steering wheel, and then suddenly remembered that he seemed to be an internationally renowned pianist.

The car quickly stopped at the door of an extremely private Republican-style restaurant, and after throwing the key to the parking boy, Zhan Jue walked in with a blank face.

Song Qingge can't remember how long it has been since she has been to such a high-end and elegant restaurant, now she is poor and cheap, incompatible with this kind of restaurant, and in the face of people's ridicule and disgust, she doesn't even have the courage to look up.

Zhan Jue found a place by the window and sat down, and after ordering food, he leaned back, raised his chin to look at the woman in front of him with his head down, and said domineeringly: "Are you doing sales in that men's clothing store now?" ”

"Yes......"

A sarcastic smile opened at the corner of Zhan Jue's mouth, and he looked at her mockingly and said: "Miss Song, who used to be brightly dressed, is now reduced to the point of selling clothes, it's really unpleasant, don't you say?" ”

Song Qingge lowered his head and clenched the hem of his clothes, and only asked in a low voice for a long time: "You...... How did you end up there? ”

"Of course not to save you." Zhan Jue sneered, "My personal designer is sick, so I came out to see if I could buy a suitable dress." ”

"Oh......" Song Qingge replied in a low voice.

"Then again." Zhan Jue's eyes were cold, and his tone became sharper, "I remember that when you divorced Zhan Qi, he repeatedly emphasized that you should leave Rongcheng, how far and how far to roll, why, take his words as a deaf ear?" ”

"No, it's not......" Song Qingge was a little anxious, and hurriedly explained: "I stayed here because of ......"

However, before she could say anything, she was interrupted by a series of mobile phone ringtones.

It was her friend Xin Tian.

After glancing at the battle trick apologetically, Song Qingge picked up the phone, "Hey? Tian Tian. ”

"Qingqing, I have good news for you." Xin Tian over there seemed to be very happy, and his voice was brisk.

"What's the news?"

"In the past two days, our hospital has received a patient with advanced brain cancer, he said that he wanted to donate his body organs after his death, and ah, his kidney source matching is completely consistent with the knowledge, which is the best kidney source!"

"Really?" Song Qingge was surprised and delighted, and couldn't even say anything for a while, so he could only hold his mobile phone and keep thanking him, "Tian Tian, thank you, thank you very much!" ”

"Hey, tell me anything more thank you or not, I will continue to help you follow up on this matter, and I will inform you when there is news later."

"Uh-huh, okay, thank you!"

Hanging up the phone, Song Qingge finally showed his first smile in days. Great, if you find the right kidney source, then there is hope for the condition that you know.

However, just when she was still immersed in her joy, the mobile phone in her hand was suddenly snatched away.

Zhan Jue was already standing in front of her at some point, and he was holding her mobile phone at the moment, looking at the photo of her and Zhizhi on the desktop of her mobile phone with sharp eyes.

Mo eyes narrowed slightly, and Zhan Jue said: "This child, is it the ...... back then?"