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Song Can naturally didn't know about Jiang's mother's knot, she only knew that Jiang Shuo's mother didn't like her very much, and she always felt a little hot face on her cold ass. Sometimes. When you get along with Jiang Shuo alone, you must always be vigilant, because Jiang Shuo's mother, those eyes, are like detectors, no matter where the two of them hide, she seems to be able to find it.

Even if Jiang Shuo gives her homework, Jiang's mother will always appear intentionally or unintentionally. As if they were afraid of what they would do. Song Can didn't like the way Jiang Mu looked at her, it was an indescribable feeling, she used to be sad, but now she won't.

In the ward, there was silence for a while because of Jiang Shuo's words. But the girl who had been standing next to Jiang's mother silently poured a glass of water, handed it to Song Can, and said, "Give it." "

Song Can suddenly came back to his senses and glanced sideways, the girl in front of him, Song Can had never seen it. However, the other party's smile was so friendly and polite, Song Can naturally couldn't lose his courtesy. He reached out and took the cup she handed over. He smiled at her, "Thank you." "

Because of this person's voice, the expression on Jiang's mother's face changed instantly, and she introduced Song Can with a smile, saying, "Oh, look at me, I forgot to introduce me." This is Fang Lan, Jiang Shuo's girlfriend. "

"Mom, what are you talking about!" Before Jiang's mother's words fell, Jiang Shuo spoke in time, "What girlfriend, don't talk nonsense, I don't care." Don't ruin Fang Lan's reputation. "

"Why is it a bad reputation? Isn't a female friend a girlfriend? Besides, you're not too young, it's time to find a girlfriend. Fang Lan doesn't have a partner now, maybe it's his girlfriend that day, what are you fuss about. Don't want it when you want, people don't want you. Mother Jiang glared at Jiang Shuo fiercely, and twisted his arm fiercely to warn.

Fang Lan has a good temper, so naturally he won't take this to heart, but stretched out his hand to Song Can generously and said, "Hello, my name is Fang Lan, and I can be regarded as Jiang Shuo's friend." "

Song Can hurriedly put the bag in his hand on the chair next to him, also stretched out his hand, gently held her hand, smiled slightly, and said, "Hello, Song Can." "

Jiang Shuo's gaze kept glancing at Song Can from time to time, and the whole person looked nervous, as if he was afraid that she would misunderstand something, but obviously Song Can didn't care about Fang Lan. Even if there is inevitably a little bit of something strange in her heart, it has nothing to do with her. Subsequently, Jiang's mother has been talking enthusiastically about things in Beijing, and some things are obvious, Jiang's mother indirectly said them to Song Can, such as Fang Lan's net worth background, her excellence and fame, personality and personality.

It's the same, Song Can listens to it in her ears, and she is generally a very good girl. In fact, judging from the behavior, it is really good, Song Can was a quiet listener for an hour next to him, and secretly looked at Fang Lan, whether it was her background or her appearance, she and Jiang Shuo were very compatible.

Looking at Jiang's mother's enthusiasm again, I think I also like this Fang Lan very much, and I really hope that Jiang Shuo can further develop with her. Mother Jiang is a straightforward person, she is not good at hiding her thoughts, she loves and hates clearly, usually likes and dislikes, it will be shown on her face, and no one needs to bother to guess.

Song Can spent an hour drinking the water that Fang Lan poured for her, and now the situation is that she can't say a few words, so there is no need to stay, she put the cup on the windowsill, inserted the gap for them to speak, stood up, smiled lightly, and said, "What, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." "

The smile on Jiang's mother's face was polite and detached, and she also stood up and said, "That's it, but also, I've heard that the wife of a wealthy family is not so easy to be, looking glamorous, cold and warm to know yourself, you are also pitiful, what happened." Hey, don't mention it, don't mention it, since it's over, let's go over, you also want to open a little. Now that I'm married, I'll take away that strong temperament, men, no matter what kind of field men, like women who take care of their families gently. Now that they are all married, they must also learn to change and adapt. Then I won't keep you, and the next time you have the opportunity to come to Beijing, I'll come to my house for dinner. "

Song Can pursed his lips and smiled politely, "Auntie's words, I remember." As she spoke, she looked at Jiang Shuo again, ignoring the complicated look in his eyes, and said, "You take care of your injuries, and I will come to see you with Han Su next time." "

After speaking, she smiled at that Fang Lan again, and finally said goodbye, and left the ward without looking back. It's okay, and she's relieved if it's okay.

Song Can left, and the ward suddenly became quiet, and Fang Lan could see that the mother and son should have something to say, so they found an excuse to go out.

As soon as she left, Jiang Shuo's face sank, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and he said, "Mom, what do you mean by this!" Cancan is Uncle Fang's granddaughter, Uncle Fang is kind to our family, are you comfortable doing this? Over the years, you haven't even cared about your kindness because of the word honor, what is this! Uncle Fang is not a person who has no temperament, he doesn't care, I really don't understand what you care about! "

"You stinky boy! She's married now, what else are you going to do? Could it be that you still want to be a third party to meddle in other people's marriages? Monkey business! What's more, with the identities of the two of you, even if Cancan is not married now, what kind of system will you become if you marry her! At the beginning, my relationship with Teacher Fang was all public, but now your mother and I are still being held on to this matter by someone with a heart! It's not that I'm unreasonable to break you up. Moreover, when we walked into the Fang family, the moment you became her little uncle, it would be impossible for the two of you! Even if it's only in name, it won't work! Do you understand? Not to mention that she is now married and has become someone else's wife. Mother Jiang lowered her voice and said bitterly.

However, the thin anger on Jiang Shuo's face still couldn't dissipate, and he turned his head sideways.

"Jiang Shuo, tell me honestly now, what is your relationship with Cancan? Did you take that step? Jiang's mother's expression was very serious, she knew how much Song Can liked Jiang Shuo before, and she also knew how much her son had feelings for Song Can, so she was afraid that they would be young and impulsive and do something irreparable, so her old face would really not be able to hang up.

"That step? Where do you think Cancan can go with me? If she did, I'd be happy. Jiang Shuo tilted his head sideways, the expression on his face was very dim, and there was no light at all in those eyes.

Jiang's mother was not lightly angered by his words, but because he was injured, he couldn't do anything, and finally had to hit his leg hard, and said angrily: "It's really a sin!" "

Song Can went home early, went upstairs directly after entering the door, and slept with his head bored.

Zhang Ziqiu was taken back to Qingcheng, the entertainment media paparazzi were all waiting at the airport gate, Sister Liu asked to take the VIP channel, and she wanted to save it, there were too many media outside, and it was too ugly to be pressed out by the police naked like this. However, the police did not follow their request and still took the ordinary passage.

Fortunately, the security personnel at the airport did a good job, and all the reporters were blocking on both sides, and the white flashing lights never stopped. Zhang Ziqiu wore a mask, lowered his head the whole time, his hands were handcuffed, and in the countless flashing lights, he got into the police car.

In fact, her acting career is so finished. Hugh Shuai sarcastically.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhang Ziqiu was detained in the detention center, and after more than ten minutes, a police officer came in with someone to visit.

"Zhang Ziqiu, someone came to see you."

Zhang Ziqiu, who was locked inside, heard the sound, suddenly raised his head, and saw the person standing outside the iron fence, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he stood up suddenly, his eyes shining, as if he had touched a savior, standing in front of him, holding the iron fence firmly with both hands, and said in a low voice: "Han Su, save me!" Help me! Get me out! "

She reached out and wanted to pull his clothes, but before her fingers could touch his clothes, she grabbed her wrist, stopped her movements, and said coldly, "Dirty." "

Zhang Ziqiu was stunned, obviously he didn't expect him to be like this, his brows tightened, he held back the anger in his heart, and said, "What do you mean?" "

"It's literal, you should understand that you should know very well what you have done, what you have done, and how clean your body is. I don't need to give you all the lists. "

Han Su's words were very mean, and after speaking, he shook off her hand and looked at her expressionlessly. Zhang Ziqiu looked at his indifferent appearance, his whole heart couldn't help trembling, swallowed his saliva hard, pulled the corners of his lips reluctantly, and said, "Han Su, don't joke with me, you should know that if I stay here, it won't do you any good, and my godfather won't let you do it, so ......"

"Xie San can't protect himself now, don't you know? Last night, all members of Qingcheng's anti-narcotics team were dispatched, and under the leadership of Jiang Shuo, director of the Public Security Bureau, the largest drug den in Qingcheng was brought out. Dozens of drug trafficking suspects have been arrested before and after, the big drug lord Xie San is on the run, and he is wanted all over the country, do you think he escaped? Han Su looked at her without the slightest emotional fluctuation in his eyes.

Zhang Ziqiu was stunned, he couldn't come back to his senses at all, and his face turned pale with a brush. She was silent for a long time, and suddenly reached out again and grabbed Han Su's clothes, this time he was defenseless, so she grabbed her clothes tightly, "Help me, Han Su save me!" "

Han Su glanced down at her hand, frowned slightly, raised his eyes and looked at her coldly, and said coldly, "Let go." "

"You...... As long as you save me, I will not tell you about it. I know, I know you're going to save me! Only you can save me! Please! At this moment, Zhang Ziqiu couldn't hear his words at all, she was very panicked, in fact, when the police suddenly broke into the crew and arrested her, she began to panic. 【Love Go】

If you think about it with your toes, if you can directly arrest her in such a way, there must be something wrong behind it. But the strange thing is that Xie San had an accident, but Han Su was fine. She felt weird in her heart, but she didn't have time to think about it at all, she just knew that she didn't want to go to jail, and she didn't want to be killed.

And now the only one who can save her is probably Han Su! At this time, she had to hold on to her last straw.

"Why?"

"By ...... I know you have a history of drug abuse, and you are also involved in drug trading, if you don't get me out, I can't control my mouth! Zhang Ziqiu's eyes widened, and he could actually see that Han Su had no intention of saving her at all.

Han Su snorted coldly, and slowly drove away from her hand, "Want to come out?" "

"As long as you can let me out, I will keep you."

As soon as these words came out, Han Su couldn't help but sneer, "I know you've been with Xie San for a few years, if you're behind him, if you can tell me, I can consider getting you out." "

Zhang Ziqiu frowned, his eyes rolled, for so many years, Xie San only treated her as a plaything, how could she know about this kind of thing.

Without waiting for Zhang Ziqiu to speak, Han Su coldly dropped a sentence and said, "Sorry, we wasted each other's time." "

After speaking, he barely stopped for half a minute, and left directly, completely ignoring Zhang Ziqiu's mournful shouts.

Xie San's house had been sealed by the police, and Han Su sat in the car for more than ten minutes, smoking three cigarettes, and then opened the car door and came out. He had the key in his hand and sneaked in.

Song Can slept for a long time, and when he opened his eyes, it was already dark, and the whole room was dark, and there was no light at all. Before she went to bed, she closed the curtains, which would open her eyes as if they were closed. I don't know if she slept too much or didn't sleep well, her head hurt a little, and she didn't have any strength, as if she had collapsed.

I lay down in a trance for a while, and then I struggled to get up, reached out and turned on the bedside light, looked at the time, and it was already 12 o'clock in the morning! She always felt that she had only slept for a while, but she didn't expect to sleep for so long.

Moreover, Han Su hasn't come back yet! Then she got up and took a shower, and when she was done, she was hungry, put on a coat and went downstairs.

There were only a few lights turned on downstairs, which should have been kept by Aunt Zhao, she yawned, and suddenly smelled a smell of smoke, which smelled as if she was burning something. When she was about to turn on the light in the living room, she suddenly saw a glimmer of fire in the living room, she was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had seen it wrong, and after rubbing her eyes, she turned on the light directly, and saw the person sitting on the sofa clearly.

"Turn off the lights."

Han Su's voice was unusually cold, and Song Can was frightened by his tone, and turned off the lights almost reflexively. Then, he didn't speak again, and Song Can stood in place for a long time before slowly stepping over, standing behind him, and looking carefully, trying to see what he was burning.

She probed her brain in the back, and her cautious appearance was all betrayed by the magnified shadow behind her. Han Su sat there, burning the things in his hand expressionlessly, one by one, staring at the fire firmly, watching it devour the photo in his hand little by little, the image on the photo was distorted and deformed little by little, until the fire was almost in his hand, then he let go of his hand and threw it into the ashtray.

He repeated this in an orderly manner, and he searched the whole room for a box of photographs, but he did not find any negatives, as if someone had taken them one by one in advance. It's been a day since the incident, and the police have methodically searched the batches of finished products, however, they have not found any trace of Xie San, and they don't know where this person is hiding.

Han Su was also looking for him, but he couldn't find him.

"How is Jiang Shuo?" He didn't look back, and asked coldly.

Song Can stood behind him, due to the light problem, he only knew that he should be burning the photo, but he couldn't see who the person in the photo was, and he didn't look like a person.

"It's no big deal, my aunt came from Beijing to accompany me, I didn't stay too long." She said succinctly.

He nodded slightly, and said no more. Song Can stood aside and accompanied him for a while, then went to the kitchen and got something to eat casually. When she returned to the living room, Han Su was no longer there, she looked around, but she didn't find anyone, and in the ashtray on the coffee table, there was a black thing, which was still smoking. She walked over to take a look, and suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a missing one under the coffee table.

After thinking about it, after all, she couldn't help that curiosity, she bent over and picked it up, and after a closer look, she threw it out almost reflexively, and took two steps back in a row, and when she looked up, she saw Han Su holding a wine glass and a wine bottle, standing there, looking at her.

"I ......" she opened her mouth to explain something, however, after two snorts, she didn't say a word, she stood in place, the photo she threw out, it would fall on the sofa, just lying there quietly, back up, the unsightly picture was covered.

After a while, Han Su walked over slowly, reached out and picked up the photo that fell on the sofa, glanced at it expressionlessly, and said indifferently: "Oh, I missed one." "

Song Can can see the picture of that photo clearly, it belongs to a close-up, and the picture of men and women being linked together somewhere is particularly disgusting. The woman's small half of her face could be seen inside, Song Can didn't look carefully, and when she saw the big close-up clearly, her stomach tumbled, and she almost threw away the conditioned reflex.

But Han Su's current appearance is inevitably too calm, Song Can swallowed his saliva, and still couldn't say a word. Standing on one side, I watched him slowly put down the bottle and glass in his hand, and then slowly picked up the lighter on the side of the ashtray, lit the photo in his hand, and soon the fire burned the disgusting picture.

"Heh, I found it from Xie San's house." He bent over and sat on the sofa, patted his side, and said, "Come here, drink two drinks with me, you slept all day today, you must be in good spirits, right?" "

He said Xie San, and Song Can immediately understood what the photo was, no wonder he didn't dare to touch Xie San, it turned out that Xie San had this kind of photo in his hand! She took a deep breath, walked over, and sat down beside him, not knowing what to say, but fortunately she didn't say anything, and just sat quietly.

Han Su opened the wine bottle, poured two glasses each, and handed one of them to her. Today's drink is foreign wine, which is a bit strong, Song Can only took a small sip, while Han Su drank it all in one gulp without the slightest hesitation.

"Xie San fled, one day and one night, and he has not been found yet. Oh, I think he should have guessed by now that I was hurting him, and he was smart enough to take the negatives away in advance. I'm sure he'll show up again, and he'll be back in front of me as long as I hold on to those negatives. He spoke with a chill in his tone, as if he had said that as long as Xie San appeared again, he would definitely kill him.

Seriously, Song Can had no doubt at all that if Xie San appeared in front of him now, he would really finish him off with his own hands. Even if this kind of hatred kills Xie San and chops it up, there is no way to vent the hatred in his heart.

Song Can took a breath, he didn't even dare to breathe, so he sat quietly beside him without saying a word.

After Han Su drank about three cups in a row, he suddenly raised his hand and threw the cup in his hand on the coffee table, only to hear a loud 'bang', the cup shattered, and even the wine bottles on the coffee table were hit to the ground.

Song Can didn't expect him to be like this suddenly, she was startled, the glass slag splashed on her hand, and she opened a gap, she screamed quietly, and quickly covered the wound with her other hand, frowning slightly. Han Su's whole person exuded anger, and there was a thick posture around him that no one should enter.

"I ...... I'll go upstairs first. Song Can said cautiously, a heart raised to his throat.

Han Su turned his head to look at her, and the waves surging in his dark eyes were clearly visible. Song Can shrank back involuntarily, his appearance was too fierce, and he had no emotion at all, there was a feeling that someone was blocking and killing, and the Buddha was blocking and killing the Buddha, Song Can was afraid that if he made a mistake, he would come over and break her neck.

After a while, the undercurrent in his eyes slowly calmed down, and he reached out to hold her hand, Song Can retracted her hand almost reflexively, and the wine glass was held in his palm.

Raising his hand, he tilted his head, poured the little wine left in the glass into his mouth, waved his hand, and said, "Go ahead, I'll be alone." "

Song Can paused for a while, gritted his teeth, mustered up the courage to lean over, wrapped around his waist from behind, hugged him tightly, leaned his cheek on his shoulder, and said, "You must be good, don't ruin yourself because of such a person." Your mother protected you like this, and she also hoped that you could live well. "

It was the first time Song Can had said such a thing, to be honest, seeing him like this now, she was very scared in her heart, and she was also very uncomfortable, this was a dead knot that could not be untied, and it could only be appeased.

Han Su didn't move, glanced down at her hand, caught a glimpse of the small wound on the back of her hand, his eyes moved slightly, even though the light was weak, he could still see what was flickering in his eyes, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, hooked his lips and smiled, this heart became extremely hard again.

Three days later, because Jiang Shuo was injured and could not preside over the press conference, he was replaced by the deputy bureau and disclosed the entire anti-drug process to the media, causing a sensation in the whole city. It is said that a week later, a leader will personally come to Qingcheng to visit his injuries. The Public Security Bureau also made Xie San's photo public, and he was wanted for the whole city and even the whole country.

And in the past three days, the news about Zhang Ziqiu's drug abuse and prostitution has been kicked out one by one, and the pure jade girl has become a lustful woman, which has become Zhang Ziqiu's label, and Zhang Ziqiu has been notorious since then. It has become the object of everyone's spit. In the detention center, she still called Han Su's name every day, clamoring to see him, like crazy.

Outside the SC building, a man in a dark brown cotton jacket and a peaked cap stood in the dark, looking at the man in a suit and leather shoes who had entered the gate, his hands hanging at his side, clenched into fists, and holding a newspaper in his hand.

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