Mr. Gu knelt down and begged me to forgive him

Chapter 68 All of this is just what Gu Juan owes you

The place where the cuff buttons are placed is very hidden. If Wen Qingmian didn't know this place very well, it would be impossible to find it.

There are serious scratches on the surface of the cufflinks, which is even more unsightly for an already cheap item.

Wen Qingmian wanted to throw it away, but after a moment of tangling, she put it in her pocket, and restored it, so that Gu Juan could not see anything unusual.

Since he burned all the photos last time, Gu Juan intentionally put away everything about Wen Qingmian.

The two finished their lunch peacefully, before Gu Juan went to work in the company, Wen Qingmian said to him: "I have something to do recently, and I will be away for a few days."

Gu Juan nodded solemnly: "Okay."

Hmph, Wen Qingmian could really see the joy in his eyes.The disappearance of myself these few days is probably the most exciting thing for Gu Juan.

The plan for Song Ting's side has been arranged, and they will start collecting the net soon.Wen Qingmian wanted to solve it with her own hands, which could be regarded as an end to this knot.

Qi Yan was waiting outside. After Wen Qingmian got into the car, the car immediately drove towards the expressway.

"He Jingchen has been acting as a demon recently, and the plan he gave us has broken down many obstacles."

Song Ting is not easy, but there is a pig teammate around him who keeps holding him back.

Wen Qingmian flipped through the stack of materials in his hand: "The side effects of the drugs on him have already tortured him beyond recognition, and now He Jingchen is no threat at all."

Maybe the heavens are punishing He Jingchen.

All the side effects of the medicine on Wen Qingmian were reflected on He Jingchen.

Not only that, but there are other side effects in the follow-up.

"I thought it was a life-saving medicine, but I didn't expect it to be a life-killing medicine." Wen Qingmian smiled lightly, recalling the tubes of blood that were drawn out in those days when the medicine was tested.

There were needle holes all over his arms and thighs, and when he couldn't draw blood from his limbs, the experimenters began to draw blood from his neck.

Qi Yan looked at Wen Qingmian while waiting for the traffic light, and said worriedly: "Mianmian, don't think about those things in the past, look forward, you deserve better."

It is not good for Wen Qingmian to be trapped in the mud. After getting revenge, he should let go of everything and live a better life than anyone else.

Wen Qingmian didn't respond to these words, she closed her eyes and pretended not to hear.

The two of Song Ting lived in the neighboring city, and because of the pressure from the three giants of the Gu family, the Jiang family, and the Ji family, it was extremely difficult to develop.

But Song Ting is also capable. Under the suppression of the three families, the Song family is still alive.

It's only a four-hour drive from Beijing to the neighboring city, and it's not too far from the time when I will meet Song Ting.

After Wen Qingmian got off the car, she followed Qi Yan into the private room of the restaurant.

This restaurant has been secretly booked by Ji's family. Not only the staff but also the customers who are eating are arranged by Ji's family.

Surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, no fly can fly inside, let alone a living person.

"Stay here now, come out later." Qi Yan placed Wen Qingmian next door.

There is a camera here, and Wen Qingmian can broadcast it in real time from the other side of the room.

Just after getting settled, Song Ting came.

In the past three years, Song Ting has hardly changed at all. Outside the door, he looked a little irritable, but when he opened the door, he returned to his calm and calm look.

These days, under the deliberate targeting of Ji's family, Song Ting's company is on the verge of bankruptcy, and Song Ting met Qi Yan under such circumstances.

The coincidence couldn't be more coincidental, Song Ting was suspicious by nature, so how could he not have doubted Qi Yan, but now he can't allow him to doubt.

A year ago, the Ji family had been a little lax in suppressing him, but recently, for some reason, their actions suddenly became violent. At the time when Song Ting was struggling with cash flow, he had to cooperate with Qi Yan.

"President Qi." Song Ting greeted.While exchanging greetings with Qi Yan, he sat beside Qi Yan.

The two of you come and go with each other like Tai Chi, but they don't talk about serious business.

After drinking for three rounds, Song Ting took the initiative to bring up the matter of cooperation: "I can make another layer of profit for the contract I negotiated with President Qi before."

Qi Yan put down his wine glass and looked at Song Ting suspiciously: "I just returned to China and I don't know much about some things, but this level of profit may not be so good."

Song Ting still maintains a decent smile, the Ji family's suppression has always been aboveboard, it is impossible for Qi Yan not to know.

"What does Boss Qi want?" Song Ting asked back.

Qi Yan's fingers resting on the back of the chair kept beating, making regular rattling sounds in the silent space.

"I don't know if Mr. Song can give up this contract and give me this contract. I am willing to help Mr. Song get through this crisis."

Even though Song Ting was mentally prepared on the way here, she was still disgusted by Qi Yan's cheeky words.

On the surface, it is to help him get through the crisis. After the crisis is over, it is unknown who owns the company.

If it hadn't been investigated that Qi Yan was just a foreign businessman, Song Ting would really think that this person came to mess with him with Ji's family.

"President Qi, stop joking." Song Ting couldn't tear himself apart.

Compared to Song Ting's tense nerves, Qi Yan looked much more relaxed, and looked at Song Ting with half-closed eyes: "Do you think I'm joking?"

Song Ting got up immediately, no matter how good her temper was, she would be angered: "Then Mr. Qi, we have a chance to meet again."

After Song Ting stormed out of the private room angrily, the door of the private room was opened again not long after.

This time it was Wen Qingmian who came in.

"Come here, sit down." Qi Yan patted the seat on the left.

Wen Qingmian sat over, he could clearly see what happened just now.

It seems that Song Ting has not had a good time these years, and he has also been reduced to this.

Qi Yan took a sip of tea: "Don't stay here for too long, Song Ting will come back."

He meant to let Wen Qingmian ask questions quickly.

"Song Tingcheng is like this, does it have something to do with Gu Juan?" Wen Qingmian lowered his eyes, making it hard to see the emotion in his eyes.

Qi Yan didn't want to hide it from Wen Qingmian for too long: "Yes, Gu Juan intentionally tortured him, and our plan this time is just reaping the benefits."

The way to torture someone more than to kill him is to keep him alive.

Song Ting thought that there was a chance for a comeback, but Gu Juan was like a lion playing with a mouse, watching the mouse jump up and down but couldn't escape from his palm.

"Mianmian, don't think too much, all this is just what Gu Juan owes you."

Gu Juan really regretted it sincerely, but so what, the Ji family would never agree to the two of them walking together again.

Those injuries cannot be erased by his apology or two. Although the scars have healed, they will always be there.

Wen Qingmian said in a deep voice, "I understand."

"Go back quickly." Qi Yan rubbed Wen Qingmian's head gently.

Not long after Wen Qingmian left, Song Ting hurried back.

Unable to tolerate the two getting back together again, Song Ting said directly: "I am willing to the conditions President Qi said before."

If it weren't for the fact that there was nothing he could do, he wouldn't have ended up in this situation.

"But when I think about it carefully, I don't want to." Qi Yan crossed his fingers on the table and joked.

These words undoubtedly touched Song Ting's bottom line, he couldn't help but grabbed Qi Yan's collar furiously, and lifted him up: "Qi Yan, you are playing with me, right?"

No matter how rough he is, Qi Yan is as elegant as he is, he breaks free easily, slowly looking at the wrinkled collar with some distress, this is the first shirt his family Qing Bao gave him.

"Mr. Song should keep your contract and think about how to make a comeback after you get out of prison."

Tax evasion is a felony, and the police should be here soon.

These are not enough.

Qi Yan approached Song Ting, and said softly to him: "Forcing people to test drugs when the person concerned is not willing, how many years does Mr. Song think it will be sentenced?"

And relying on the risk that their family Mianmian almost lost his life to make a profit, Song Ting and He Jingchen would spit out all of these Ji's families, leaving nothing behind.

"Mr. Song may not be able to get out in this life, so let's think about how to live better in prison."

A voice came from outside the door, Song Ting felt as if he had been hit by a bolt from the blue, and now he still didn't understand.

Wen Qingmian opened the door and appeared in front of the two of them. He didn't approach, but stood far away from the door: "Song Ting, long time no see."

"You're not dead?" Unexpectedly, Song Ting was not furious, but looked at Wen Qingmian coldly, like a poisonous snake lurking in the damp place of Yinan.

Wen Qingmian smiled lightly: "Fate is great."

Under the bombing of so many time bombs, Wen Qingmian has not been bombed to pieces, this luck is also enviable.

Wen Qingmian continued to speak softly: "You live well in prison, as for He Jingchen, I will take good care of him for you."

"How dare you!" Song Ting finally jumped, and He Jingchen was his eternal back.

Three years ago, Wen Qingmian was also so angry with Song Ting, but now the position is just reversed.

No one can empathize with the pain of those days of drug testing, and desperate to the bone, but also try to live.

The police quickly came in, Wen Qingmian watched Song Ting being suppressed coldly, and the silver handcuffs were clacked on Song Ting's wrist.

"I said that if you don't kill me, it will be the decision you regret most in your life."

Now it seems that it is.

Wen Qingmian didn't want to hear more about Song Ting's follow-up. After Qi Yan was over, the two drove back to Beijing.

As for He Jingchen, Wen Qingmian didn't do anything to him, and sending him to prison was a waste of Huaguo's national resources.

Without Song Ting, He Jingchen is nothing, even supporting himself is a problem.

Song Ting's meticulous care these years has turned He Jingchen into a waste.

The most difficult thing is for a waste to live without money.

The phone rang, pulling back Wen Qingmian's thoughts.

Wen Qingmian saw that the contact person displayed on the screen frowned, and finally picked it up.

"Hey--"

Before the other end of the phone could finish speaking, Wen Qingmian immediately looked in Qi Yan's direction, and said in a trembling voice: "Turn around, let's go to the airport immediately, my brother was in a car accident!"

Hearing the news, Qi Yan kept calm immediately, and his subordinates immediately turned the steering wheel: "Don't worry, it's fine."

He seemed to be comforting Wen Qingmian like a normal person, but Wen Qingmian could tell from the veins on the back of his hand that Qi Yan was actually not calm.