Ex-husband, Behave Yourself

The girl went upstairs after washing the milk powder, and pushed the door of the baby room in a hurry. Before she called out "Miss", she was already frozen there.

The pink face turned white almost in an instant.

Song ran held her arms in her hands and half reclined in front of her crib. She glanced at the past, and then with a shallow hook of lips, she indicated to several men who had been waiting by the door, "bring her to my study." 𝙛𝘳𝘦e𝓌e𝗯n𝗼ѵ𝙚l.𝒄𝚘𝑚

With that, she took the lead to raise her feet and step out, and when she got around her arms, the mobile phone in her hand was also seen by the frightened girl.

"Little Miss..."

The girl nervously pinches her clothes and swallows, trying to recover something. But song Ran is obviously not interested in listening to her, so she steps out of the room and goes to the direction of the study downstairs.

Just around the living room, heard behind a burst of noise, someone drank: "catch her, don't let people run!"

Song ran didn't change her face, and she didn't stop at all. After entering the study and sitting on the sofa for a while, she saw the girl with messy hair coming in by two men's arms.

She saw people drooping their eyelids and trembling all over. She couldn't help but to hook the corners of her lips, and then the light under her eyes quickly became fierce and terrible.

"Come here." After a little deep breath, she raised her chin and motioned to the empty seat on the opposite sofa, "sit down."

Hearing this order, the two men standing next to each other loosened their hands, and then stepped back to the door. The door of the room was blocked tightly by two strong figures.

The girl glanced back and looked at one of the men. She was so scared that she was still dragging her feet and slowly moved to the sofa.

"Miss, I don't know what I can do for you?"

Although she was scared to the extreme, when she looked at Song ran, she still chose to act silly and nervously pushed her messy hair aside, revealing a pair of clear eyes.

Song ran was wearing a light gray suit with loose British style, legs folded back and forth, raised an arm, supported his elbow on the armrest of the sofa, his index finger against his temple, and stared at his eyes indifferently.

In a short time, the girl began to be on pins and needles, and her mood under her eyes became complicated. She secretly looked at it, but did not dare to see it.

Song ran see so, just from the side pocket out of the mobile phone, along the front of the coffee table throw out, "unlock the lock."

When the girl saw the mobile phone, her eyes flashed quickly. Then she picked it up and held it tightly in front of her chest with both hands. She pinched and said, "Miss, this mobile phone is mine. Although you are a miss, I'm afraid you have no right to check my personal information."

Without saying a word, the rhythm of her body's ups and downs began to increase, holding the mobile phone knuckles suffused with cold pale.

Song ran smell speech, some micro side head, "you untie, or I let people cut off your fingers, one by one to try."

She would say such bloody words, because the other party has touched her bottom line, at the moment, her heart is not as calm as the surface.

What's more, the harvest effect is obvious, avoiding wasting more words and physical strength. The voice just fell, the girl a shiver after a while, trembling to untie the mobile phone, and carefully pushed to her in front.

When he reached for it, he got up and paced to the French window. He half leaned on the desk and flipped through the latest photos in the album. His calm face became gloomy at the speed visible to the naked eye. f𝒓𝗲𝗲𝒘𝑒𝚋ｎoѵ𝒆𝗹.co𝗺

The girl was sweating all over her body. Suddenly, she knelt on the floor with a thump. She knocked her head several times and her head thumped.

"Miss, I'm wrong. I just want to see the baby cute and like it very much. I want to take two photos as a souvenir. I have no other thoughts. I really don't have..."

As she explained in tears, she hit her head on the floor several times, until her forehead was flushed, but she didn't mean to stop.

Song Ran is expressionless, and finally draws the picture to the first one, which is a close-up of the back of the child's brain. The most striking point is the straight line at the tail of his hair.

"Get up." She took back her mobile phone and put it on the desk behind her and told her coldly.

The sound of crying and pounding on the floor suddenly stopped. The girl was stiff and stiff. She looked up. Then she got up and stood aside with her head bowed. She cowered for a long time before she came near.

But did not want to, just walked to the distance song ran an arm or so position, the woman's palm was caught off guard, hit her a burst of gold stars.

Song ran finished, numb fingers curled up into a ball, extremely indifferent geology asked: "who let you come?"

"No, no, I..."

The girl covered one side of her cheek, and before she finished her words, there was a crackling sound in her ear, and then there were five distinct fingerprints on the other side of her face.

"I ask you again, who sent you here?"

"No..."

"Pa!"

When the third slap fell down, the girl had no strength. She felt that her brain began to lack oxygen and almost fainted. She quickly hugged her head and said, "I said, I said..."Song ran looks calm and indifferent. She looks at the girl with trembling hands and picks up the mobile phone on her desk. After a while, she opens a number in her address book and hands it back to her.

"It's this man..."

The woman took a look at her cold eyes, took a picture of her mobile phone from her pocket, and then asked, "what else can you tell me?"

The girl pursed her lips, and there was a faint smell of blood between her lips and teeth. She hung her head and pondered for a while. Finally, there was a flash of light in her mind. "Last night, he asked me to take some pictures of the children for him. I heard that the person seemed to be in the Yuanbei airport of Kyoto. Maybe he has left now."

"What else?"

"No, I don't know anything else." Hearing the displeasure in Song Ran's voice, she was half lying on the floor in a panic, and her tears were rolling all over the ground. "I just charged him 100000 yuan and told me to cut a bunch of children's hair for him, but the money was transferred online, and the hair was also brought by taxi drivers. I never met that man, and I don't know what he looks like..."

The little girl was afraid that song ran would not believe her. She said a lot of things with tears. She stopped suddenly when there was a strong door closing sound in her ear. She peered through her broken hair and found that the figure standing in front of her had long disappeared.

Song ran went out of the study and handed the rest of the mess to his father. When he passed the living room, he glanced at the old man who was reading the newspaper on the sofa. "I'll go out and I'll leave it to you."

When she lifted her feet to the door of the hospital, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and sent out the photos she had just taken.

Before getting on the bus, she received a phone call back from Mu Ming. While opening the door, she told: "help me check this person. I'll go to your place now."