The next day,

in the early morning, the sun was soft and warm, and the whole room was covered through the French windows. There was still a stream outside, and all the people who came and went to work were in a hurry.

Zheng Ting gently shakes the red wine glass, sits on the chair and looks at the people passing by. The floor of the company is high, and he has the feeling of looking at all living beings in the office.

The scarlet liquid in the wine glass moves disorderly, which is more eye-catching under the sunshine.

"That's the basic thing. What should we do next?" The man in a black suit stood, bowed respectfully, and reported all the previous things in silence.

Zheng Ting dangerously squinted, put a document bag on the table and pushed it to the man.

"It's time for the last blow." Zheng Ting said in a low voice. I don't know if it's because of the hard work these days. Youyue and his child are sad. They haven't been able to sleep well all the time. Even their voice is hoarse.

"Try to give this thing to Song Zhe." Zheng Ting light said, will drink the wine in the glass, to this point he has been very kind.

He can put all these photos outside, but it's not necessary for the time being. Naturally, he doesn't care about his company. He will be affected by Zheng Qingqing, but at present, Song Zhe alone is enough to deal with her.

"Yes." The man picked up the bag and went out to do what she was supposed to do.

Song Zhe has nothing to do at home and drinks all day, but Zheng Qingqing doesn't give up her job. Moreover, because of the last thing, Zheng Qingqing no longer wants to go home to face people like Song Zhe and stay clean in the company.

"Ding Dong -" the doorbell rang violently.

Song Zhe impatiently threw the wine cup aside, "who?" He asked irritably, but there was no response from outside.

No one spoke except for the usual doorbell.

Song Zhe had been in a mess because of the past few days. He was even more angry in his heart. "Damn it, I want to see who it is!"

Then he got up and opened the door, but there was no one outside, just a file bag lying quietly on the ground.

Song Zhe is more angry in his heart. He picks up the file bag and throws it out

However, the bag was overwhelmed, and the contents were thrown out and scattered in the yard.

Those are some photos, and all of them are very beautiful.

Song Zhe couldn't help laughing. How could there be such a channel for color and love?

He picked up one of them and couldn't laugh. The person in the photo was very clear. It was Zheng Qingqing, and there was more than one man with her

Song Zhe immediately holds the photos in his hand into a ball. The only reason left tells him that he can't believe these things. He first puts all the photos away, and then dials a phone.

"Hello, can you verify the authenticity of the photos over there?" Song Zhe took a deep breath to make himself less excited.

"Of course, private detectives do these basic skills, you can come at any time." The opposite voice is laughing. It sounds easy to get along with.

Song Zhe also discovered this private detective by accident. He thought he would never use it in his life, but he did not expect that his plan could not keep up with the change.

He immediately drove to the place where the private detective was. They didn't have a store. They were just in their own home. A man in a black windbreaker came to open the door.

Song Zhe is also fully armed, wearing a mask and hat, no one can know who he is.

Song Zhe threw the photos on the table, "I want to know whether these photos are true or false." If Zheng qingzhe had married her, she would have been a bad girl.

Now it seems that he is really disappointed. No, it's more than disappointment. The grassland is all over his head. No one can bear it.

Private detectives only glanced at the photos, they still have professional ethics, such things see more, but also strange, "these photos are real, there is no need to identify." He smiles.

Song Zhe clenched his fists, took out some money from his wallet, picked up the photos and left.

"Where are you?" Song Zhe's voice is repressive and tolerant.

"Where do you say I am? I'm in the company, of course. " Zheng Qingqing rolled a white eye, some impatient, for this person, he now feel very tired.

"I'll be right back if you don't want me to come to your company." After Song Zhe finished this sentence, he hung up.

Zheng Qingqing looks at her mobile phone and is puzzled. However, she is still a little counselled when she thinks about what Song Zhe has done these days, so she takes a temporary leave and goes back.

All the curtains in the room were drawn. Although it was very bright outside, it was very dark inside. Even the lights were not on.

Song Zhe sits on the sofa and looks at Zheng Qingqing faintly.

Zheng Qingqing was a little hairy. She turned on the light and said unhappily, "what's the matter?"Song Zhe didn't reply to her, but hit her in the face with a hard blow. Originally, it was not perfect, but now it's even worse.

"You're crazy, aren't you?" Zheng Qingqing spat with blood. He didn't understand what Song Zhe was going to do.

But the next second the photos were all on her face, "you'd better explain what this is."

Zheng Qingqing was still aggressive and wanted to Fight Song Zhe, but when she saw the photo, she lost her momentum.

"Where are you from?" Zheng Qingqing took a deep breath. It's hard to believe how these things could be in Song Zhe's hands.

Song Zhe didn't speak. Instead, he fought fiercely. Zheng Qingqing lay on the ground and opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything. "Let me go..." She murmured for mercy.

If it goes on like this, she will die!

Song Zhe turns around and leaves. The next day, Zheng Qingqing can't care about her face and body. She immediately draws up a divorce agreement. If it goes on like this, she will be crazy.

Song Zhe has been at home, just stayed in the room and didn't come out. Zheng Qingqing knocked on the door and handed him the agreement for him to sign.

But Song Zhe grabbed her neck, "do you want to live with those men? I won't sign it. "

Zheng Qingqing felt that she couldn't breathe. Song Zhe Cai let her go, and then fell off the bed and took off her clothes.

"Stop..." Zheng Qingqing looks at Song Zhe in disbelief. He didn't expect that he would do the same.

But Song Zhe laughed, "don't you want to be cheated by men? I'll satisfy you. "