"Song Song, you are amazing! Finally taught your sister with a hole in her brain a good lesson! Lin Youyou kept chattering on the phone.

Song Yan looked at the call duration on his mobile phone, one hour and forty-two minutes. Since Lin Youyou saw her Weibo, he has been calling her, and he has been harassing her when he has anything to do. Song Yan sighed silently. I kept flipping through the indictment in my hand.

"Song Song, how long are you going to let Song Zhi stay inside?"

"Where?" Song Yan replied casually. I didn't think much about it, all my thoughts were on this indictment.

"Of course it's the Public Security Bureau!"

"What Public Security Bureau?"

"Didn't you call the police to arrest Song Zhi? Song Zhi was arrested in the morning! ”

Song Yan grabbed the indictment in her hand and looked confused, she was arrested before she could sue. Could it be God's retribution for her? Let her deserve it? Or did she commit another crime.

"I didn't call the police. I didn't even know about her arrest. Song Yan's face was full of helplessness, and his voice was heavy.

"Not you? Who's that? ”

"I don't know."

"Then it must be Ji Chen, how could he see you being bullied, right?"

Lin Youyou said firmly.

Hearing Ji Chen's name, Song Yan subconsciously retorted, and her sixth sense told her that it could never be him.

"It's not him, don't guess. I've got something, so I'll hang up first. ”

After speaking, Song Yan immediately pressed the hang up button.

Every time Ji Chen is mentioned, he is like this. There's no way he can help you! Song Yan, what are you looking forward to!

……

Junshi Group

"Young master, Song Zhi has been arrested."

The man on the sofa had a hint of impatience on his face after hearing Song Zhi's name, and his brows were furrowed.

"Let her stay in there for a few days."

"Yes, young master!"

Jun Mohan's figure of Song Yan appeared in his mind again, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help rising.

His finger stopped at the familiar number, and he hesitated, but dialed it out.

"Doodoooo The heart is like a tight string.

He was calm and composed, but at this time, he actually panicked.

"Hey..."Song Yan's gentle voice sounded. The call went through.

It's his girl, it's the voice he misses day and night. His heart couldn't help but flutter.

"Smoke." Jun Mohan's voice trembled imperceptibly.

"Huh? Jun Mohan? Song Yan remembered this voice, others called her Song Song, only he, he had to call her Yanyan, and said that this would highlight that he was different from her, so he called her for eighteen years.

In his last life, he had not seen him since he left the country. There was no connection. In this life, he actually came back.

The moment Song Yan called out his name, Jun Mohan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yanyan, you still remember me."

"Jun Mohan! You son of a bitch! You also know to contact me! Song Yan shouted on the other end of the phone. She won't forget that after the college entrance examination, he didn't even say hello and left by himself.

Listening to the shouting voice on the other end of the phone, he was in a very happy mood, and he missed this voice for a long time.

"Yanyan, I'm back."

"You still know to come back? Don't see me when you come back, I don't want to see you!! ”

"Okay, I'll go to you now." After that, Jun Mohan hung up the phone.

He wanted to see her, and he thought about it for a long time.

He didn't want to delay for a minute.