Mr. Song, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is getting married for the second time.

Shi Sheng felt that he talked too much and couldn't help but want to kick him. She took a deep breath and said in a cold tone: "If you find it, leave as soon as possible. I have something else to do!"

Song Wenjing checked the time on her phone and said, "It happens to be evening now. Let's go have dinner. I've booked a restaurant. It will definitely suit your taste."

Shi Sheng was speechless.

It seems that I have heard similar words during the day.

Can he come up with an almost acceptable reason for making a date?

This method is too clumsy!

"Are you leaving? If you don't leave, I'll call security!" Shi Sheng's throat was about to split in half.

Song Wenjing did not dare to tease her, but hugged her and caught her off guard, kissing her like a dragonfly: "Then I'll leave first. Remember to eat after you finish your work. Don't stay up too late."

Then left.

Shi Sheng watched helplessly as the man walked into the elevator and waved to her with a slight smile on his lips, which was particularly charming.

She subconsciously touched her forehead and said viciously: "Song Wenjing, you rogue!"

After Song Gang Wen Jing went downstairs, he looked at his phone and smiled slightly. Although he used a little caution and tricked Shi Sheng, the effect seemed to be pretty good.

The smile on his lips gradually deepened.

At this time, a police car stopped in front of Song Wenjing. The window was lowered, and the man with a cold face raised a teasing smile on his lips: "You are smiling like an idiot on the roadside. What bad thing have you done?"

Hearing this, Song Wenjing's smile faded: "It's better than some people, who are over thirty and haven't even touched a woman's hand."

man:……

He just joked, why is this a personal attack?

The man gently pressed the car with his fingertips, raised his eyebrows slightly, got out of the car, turned the handcuffs in his hands, and cuffed Song Wenjing directly.

Song Wenjing looked down and asked, "Are you a child? Do you want revenge for such a thing?"

"How can this be called revenge? I am performing official duties. There are many reporters around here. Please cooperate with Mr. Song."

As the man spoke, he immediately pushed Song Wenjing away.

Song Wenjing pursed her lips, said nothing, and got into the car.

The person sitting in the back seat of the car was obviously a young policeman. He must have just joined the job. When he saw Song Wenjing, he was actually a little frightened.

Song Wenjing didn't want to keep the handcuffs on, so she reached out directly to the little policeman and commanded: "Untie them."

The little policeman stiffened and subconsciously looked at the man in the driver's seat.

The man smiled and said, "Just cuff me like this and feel the taste of it."

Song Wenjing:......

He raised his foot and kicked the man hard on the back. The man just laughed, unable to hide his happiness.

Soon, the story of Song Wenjing being taken away by the police spread all over the Internet.

But no one knows the reason. Many reporters tried to dig it up, but they all failed.

It wasn't until that night that the police reported that Song Wenjing might be involved in drug abuse and drug trafficking, and that drugs had even been found at Song's house, then the Internet started to get turbulent.

All the denunciations were suppressed overwhelmingly.

Even Song's top public relations couldn't stop the fermentation of public opinion. They could only watch as public opinion closed the comment area of ​​the company official Weibo and made Song Wenjing's personal Weibo a mess. They were all scolding him, and even one day. Every little mistake is magnified infinitely, making the situation difficult to control.

At that time, in the Song family, the police directly sealed off the Song family house and found a lot of things in Song Wenjing's bedroom. Weng Huizhu was stunned and did not believe that Song Wenjing would do such a thing.

She was a little flustered.

Song Wenjing has always been her support.

This frightened her so much that she pulled the leading police officer and said, "Is there something wrong... It's impossible for Wen Jing to do such a thing."

The policeman pushed her hand away and said calmly: "The physical evidence is here, how can there be any mistakes? As for whether there is any problem in this, our police will naturally investigate, and it is not your turn to point fingers."

All of Song Wenjing's private properties were sealed, and Weng Huizhu and Song Chengyi could only move to their old house. The old house was in the suburbs, and Mr. Song usually lived alone.