I want to send you red roses

Because of the Chinese New Year, the police station in the Dihua district also happily hung up red lanterns. Unfortunately, the policemen under the lanterns were not idle at all, but doubled as busy.

Thanks to Song Duan, who doesn't have a good New Year's Eve and is too busy to make troubles.

Jiang Li pushed the door open while swearing at Yu Tang, full of momentum, it didn't look like he was looking for someone to get an education by the way, but rather like kicking the gym.

Song Duan, who was scolded as an idiot, was locked in a private room to accept criticism at the moment, the door was tightly closed, and he couldn't see it, but Jiang Li looked at the policeman in front of him in surprise and asked: "A family member has come to sign to pick him up ?”

"Yes, if you all know each other, just sit here and wait." The little policeman in charge of the reception was still very busy. After talking about the situation in a hurry, he turned his head to deal with other matters.

"Tsk." Jiang Li leaned against the entrance of the corridor, and suddenly raised an eyebrow at Yu Tang. He didn't know what was wrong, so he raised his voice and sang: "It's rare, that old man of the Song family is willing to condescend to come here My daughter, isn’t the universe starting to blueshift tomorrow?”

"..." Yu Tang glanced at her incomprehensibly. Although it is reasonable to ask her to hold her mouth and stop babbling, she glanced inside the door and then continued, "What are you talking about, Song?" There is only one daughter in Song Duan's family, who would not be in love with ordinary people."

Duan Tingxi was originally a person who didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement, but when he saw Yu Tang's red and white face, he immediately became more interested, crossed his legs and put it on the chair, pretending to wait listen.

Jiang Li really lived up to expectations, and snorted even more vigorously: "You think she is the only one in the Song family, and that bad old man devoted all his attention to her? I have never seen Song Duan who was ignored since childhood in half my life. I gritted my teeth and hated my only daughter, and your daughter-in-law died of dystocia. Is that Song Duan's fault? Who would like their birthday to be the anniversary of their mother's death? Would you like it? Would Song Duan be willing?"

Duan Tingxi suddenly glanced at Jiang Li and suppressed his expression.

"When you were born, you raised it. Isn't that what you should do? Song Duan didn't let anyone raise him until he was 19?" No, at that time Song Duan was working outside while going to school, and Meng Xianshu was considerate of her at that time, and when she went out to play and buy food in the supermarket, she only took a bottle of mineral water."

Yu Tang did remember, so she always felt that Meng Xianshu was a very good person, and she and Jiang Li both liked her very much.

"After so many years, Song Duan eats and lives by himself, buys a flat and still asks me for the change. As a father, he usually shows his debt with shame? Song Duan owes him?" Jiang Li cursed sincerely. , "Fuck it, he's not satisfied, he hasn't met someone like Su Yongyan yet."

Duan Tingxi didn't know what was on his mind, but for the first time, he took the initiative to say a word to Jiang Li: "The Su family only gave birth to Su Yongyan, and I still regret it all the time."

Jiang Li didn't know if he heard her words, but in short, he answered them very well, and snorted mockingly: "The family is happy, as many as you want, and for people like the Song family, whoever is reincarnated will be unlucky for eight lifetimes. All of them are like having no mother and dead father, not to mention living in the kind of house that is careful to look at the face all day, I think it is worse than a dead father—”

As soon as she changed her voice, her mouth became more and more hurtful: "And how did the old man of the Song family give birth? He was busy all day with both official career and fame, and it was not easy to marry again. How would he respond to the brain-dead birth policy when he was born again? He is really affectionate and protective of his children."

Yu Tang leaned against the wall and tapped her with his heel, signaling that it was a little too much.

"I used to look at Song Duan's face. Otherwise, who is he?" Jiang Li was almost thirsty from the next door, and was about to roll his eyes to rest. She reprimanded her a few words, but when she thought of Jiang Li's relationship with the Song family inside, she changed it to a tactful reminder to her to pay attention to her quality.

As a result, Jiang Li turned his head seriously: "If I have no quality, you might be hammered into the wall right now."

Policeman: "..."

Yu Tang also rolled his eyes immediately, tilted his head and skillfully typed a few smooth words, and sent the shocked little policeman back to the office.

As a result, the first door on the left in front of him suddenly rang, and then it was pulled open from inside, and then...Meng Xianshu walked out from the inside.

"...What the hell?"

Jiang Li kept his back straight, Yu Tang also followed up strangely, and even gave her a sideways glance.

"How did I know it was her... I can't see through walls either." Jiang Li was very confused.

Co-authored for a long time and scolded across the wall for nothing, the most important thing is... Meng Xianshu heard these words, what the hell is it.

Jiang Li was on the verge of closing himself off.

Meng Xianshu didn't say anything, after paying the money and signing, he just looked at Jiang Li and Yu Tang: "Since you are here, I will leave first."

"...No!" Jiang Li immediately stood up straight: "I can disappear immediately!" She pulled her hand, "Ah Tang and her family leader can also!"

Meng Xianshu withdrew her gaze and looked down at her watch: "...I have something to do later, I will contact you when I have time."

Jiang Li was heartbroken: "..."

Three people in a row - Duan Tingxi mainly followed Yu Tang, and silently turned his head to see Meng Xianshu off, only to find out after looking behind that Song Zhe had already arrived without knowing why, and stood in the door with a blank expression on his face. I don't know how long I've been listening to it.

Jiang Li couldn't think for a while: "..."

Meng Xianshu didn't even look at Song Zhe, walked straight in front of him without looking sideways, opened the door neatly and left.

Song Duan, who came out afterward, turned around the corridor, followed her out of the door quietly, and then slowly moved past several people in front of him one by one.

She simply wrapped a silk scarf around her hands a few times, and a small piece of blood seeped out.

Very strange occasion and atmosphere.

Song Zhe didn't pay any attention to Jiang Li and the others, and didn't even look at them. He just walked forward a few steps very calmly, and lowered his head expressionlessly: "Song Duan, I thought you were a proper adult."

His voice was naturally deep and oppressive, because he had been in politics for many years and was in a high position, and there was an inexplicable coercion when he spoke.

With this kind of virtue, and with this kind of tone, Jiang Li's lungs were about to explode immediately, and he wanted to yell at him, but Yu Tang lightly squeezed him.

Song Duan's face was very heavy, but he didn't talk to him, but just looked back at Song Zhe as well.

"I've read your drafting and supplementary student status policy opinions, and I've made two phone calls for you in the past few days. I thought about..." Song Zhe stared at her for a while with his hands behind his back, then suddenly shook his head, " I'm very disappointed in you."

The air pressure on Song Duan's body suddenly dropped, but Song Che cherished his words like gold and didn't say any more. He turned around defiantly, and left here one step ahead.

For some reason, when he turned around, he seemed to glance at Duan Tingxi calmly.

Duan Tingxi frowned suddenly, and slowly looked away from the door, but Jiang Li didn't pay attention, and cursed: "Fuck me, what is he, is he here to show off?!"

Yu Tang pinched her mouth at the right time, lowered his head and looked at Song Duan's hand, Jiang Li also diverted his attention, and moved the muzzle: "What's wrong with you? Hit someone well?"

Song Duan swept her coldly and walked away.

"Go back!"

Jiang Li did it first without saying a word, and together with Yu Tang pushed people to the hospital, then pulled the list in her hand, and raised his eyebrows after reading it: "Where did these two people come from? They followed Meng Xianshu on the road, Then you hit someone?"

Song Duan couldn't beat Jiang Li and Yu Tang by himself, and was forced into the car, his face turned as cold as Siberian frost, and he just responded to Jiang Li's babble.

Yu Tang also looked away from the list and glanced at her face.

Seeing Yu Tang's expression out of the corner of Jiang Li's eyes, he suddenly turned to Song Duan: "If you beat someone well, you can get yourself into the police station? And you can even hurt your hand." She glanced down, "Who are you calling on purpose? What do you see?"

Song Duan didn't seem to intend to answer, instead he closed his eyes annoyed by her, and leaned back on the chair back.

"...I really—" I wanted to give her a big slap in the face.

"I'm so uneducated, Ah Tang." Jiang Li turned to Yu Tang and said, "I wanted to scold her, but I couldn't find more than three words. Am I too civilized?"

Yu Tang: "..."

Song Duan had received a repressive education since he was a child, but when he met Jiang Li, he scolded her as an idiot every day, but received an astonishing effect of fighting poison with poison.Not only was he not autistic, but he was so cold-faced all day long, as if he was in a duo with Jiang Li.

After calming down for a while, Jiang Li calmly turned his head and said, "You idiot, why didn't Meng Xianshu kill you before?"

"..." Song Duan opened his eyes, looking as if he was going to jump out of the car with a cold face, but Duan Tingqi, who didn't look back, closed the car window and couldn't touch the seam.

After arriving at the hospital, it turned out that Lu Wei was in charge of the stitching business, and Jiang Li poked his head and said, "It's only the sixth day, sister, why did you come back in such a hurry, didn't you play at home for a few more days?"

Lu Wei tore off the cotton swab and squatted down: "My Teacher Lin asked me to work overtime."

"Huh?" As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Xiling opened the door with a pen in his pocket and walked in, "When did I ask you to work overtime? Why are you still passing on the imperial decree?" She lowered her head and checked Song Duan's wound, " Didn't you come back early because you said you were bored at home?"

Jiang Li and Duan Tingxi's ears immediately pricked up, only Lin Xiling was still puzzled, thought for a while and said, "Use interrupted vertical mattress sewing."

The corners of Lu Wei's mouth slightly bent, he gave her a helpless look, and dipped in iodophor.

"Ah ha ha... It's really not interesting to be at home." Jiang Li watched her put down the cotton swab, picked up the tweezers, and kindly asked Lu Wei for compensation: "Five times the overtime pay during the Chinese New Year, not actively earning money, and there is something wrong with your head--you didn't Problem sister."

There is nothing wrong with her. It is Song Duan who has the problem.

Now that he came, Dr. Lin Xiling did a comprehensive post-discharge re-examination in a professional manner, and then scolded angrily: "The lungs are like a broken bellows, why are you still running around outside?" , still fighting?"

Without further ado, Song Duan was arranged a three-day hospitalization package.

Jiang Li just touched the cigarette on her body, walked to the end of the corridor and suddenly lit one, and said in a low voice in the night, "Where did the offal come from, and it's still keeping up with Meng Xianshu."

Needless to say, Duan Tingqi sent a few messages before getting in the car, and now I just got the interrogation records—unfortunately, they are all useless things, and the two minions whose legs were broken just said Happy Chinese New Year, drank some wine, happened to see Meng Xianshu pretty on the road, and followed her shoulder to shoulder for a few blocks, but was beaten by Song Duan who suddenly appeared.

Jiang Li didn't even raise his eyes, feeling a little tired: "The main reason is that no matter who the person following Meng Xianshu is, what's going on with Song Duan, you are not together anymore, why are you still following him all day long? Even if she is too busy to panic, Meng Xianshu still has to live her life normally."

"To follow someone, one is intentionally intimidating, and the other is to do something to her, the rest of the probability is negligible." Yu Tang lightly lowered his eyes and leaned against the wall, "If you really want to do something, there is no need to put up such a show on the street, so I Lean toward one."

She was not in a high mood, and she was analyzing these words step by step, but she was thinking about another thing - she had actually noticed the look Song Zhe had given Duan Tingxi just now.

But it was really hard to say whether that look was random or subconscious, and it was also hard to say whether it was natural or intentional.Song Zhe is a person who manages emotions and thinks deeply, and some actions just make people feel instinctively uncomfortable.

Jiang Li frowned, pinched out the cigarette he had lighted at random, and pressed it into the flower pot: "If you threaten or intimidate, it may be Meng Xianshu's own recruiting, or it may be because of the people around her—she is a reporter. It's normal to be intimidated. However, Song Duan's deliberate way of picking out and beating people shows that she at least knows what's going on. of."

Duan Tingxi just touched Yu Tang's cold hands and put on gloves for her.

"But this blind man can see it. If you want to warn in reverse, you have nothing to do with their old man. Otherwise, there is nothing wrong with Song Duan. A civil servant in a leadership position sent himself to the police station when he had a way to keep a low profile. "Jiang Li closed his eyes and flicked the lighter, "Of course, it was in the past when there was nothing wrong with it, and now it's really hard to say whether you are sick or not... How come you are still a wretched stalker..."

"..." Yu Tang didn't say much to her. He lightly touched Duan Tingqi in his hand, took her hand and stood up straight from the wall, turned around and went home, "I don't care about those two people, you see Let's look it up, I guess I can't figure out anything——Dibao Song Duan ran out of the hospital in the middle of the night."

Jiang Li rolled his eyes: "I still want to have a good beauty sleep, this bastard thing——"

"My people can keep an eye on her." Duan Tingxi, who was halfway there, suddenly turned around and blinked at Jiang Li, "If you want to borrow something, you can exchange it."