Chapter 53

The next day.

The three members of the family woke up in the same bed.

When Xiao baozi wakes up, he finds himself lying beside Li Qingyu. Li Qingyu separates him from Song Yan, and he gets angry immediately.

"Dad, you villain, I hate you."

"I don't mind." Li Qingyu picks an eyebrow at him. He suddenly finds that it's a very happy thing to fight with his son. It's also because of the appearance of song Yan that the relationship between him and his son becomes closer.

"Can't you two make peace?" Song Yan's tone shows a touch of helplessness. In the early morning, she heard their father and son bickering. Such a scene is what she had imagined before, but the object of fantasy is not just the two of them.

"No!" Father and son speak together, very tacit understanding.

Hearing the speech, song Yan purses her lips, and doesn't intend to ask for trouble.

He turned over and got out of bed, tied the long hair on his head, and went into the bathroom to wash, leaving big eyes and small eyes on the bed staring.

After washing and gargling, song Yan made a simple breakfast sandwich with milk. Li Qingyu and Li Qingxuan enjoyed it as if it were a delicacy in the world.

Song Yan is too happy to see them both supporting.

After Song Yan arrived at the magazine, she returned to her seat.

Before going out, Li Qingyu gave her some information, that is, the person who splashed her hot milk tea that day was arranged by Chen Mei and Feng Nana.

The two men used despicable means to target her.

How can she get back the revenge? Otherwise, they will think that song Yan is a bully.

As soon as Chen Mei meets song Yan in the magazine, she calls her into her office, "Song Yan, come in."

Song Yan gets up and follows her into her office and closes the door.

Chen Mei goes to her desk, picks up a document and smashes it directly at Song Yan. Fortunately, song Yan is flexible and catches the document she smashes. When she opens it, it turns out to be the so-called lawyer's letter, which is sent jointly by Su Hao and Xiao Ying.

"Song Yan, you can do it by yourself. People fall in love normally, but you stigmatize them. One is a scum man, and the other is a three. Is there a reporter like you who doesn't send a press release through your brain? What about your professional ethics? You dare to report without any actual evidence. You just don't know how to write dead words... "

Chen Mei's tone is acrimonious and garrulous. Every word is satirizing song Yan. Of course, in order to revenge herself, she completely drives song Yan away from the magazine.

Therefore, after receiving the lawyer's letter from Su Hao and Xiao Ying, Chen Mei is overjoyed and concludes that song Yan is doomed this time.

What a bitch!

Looking at the so-called lawyer's letter, song Yan didn't feel any accident, but she didn't have the slightest fear and tension. She only believed in her own judgment and what she saw with her own eyes, and the information that Li Qingyu gave her was not fabricated out of thin air.

"Don't worry, I'll handle it well." Song Yan walks out of Chen Mei's office with a lawyer's letter.

Chen Mei's eyes flashed a chill. She wanted to see how song Yan was going to solve the problem this time. She saw that the compensation for mental loss alone would be about one million yuan. This time, song Yan would feel better.

At noon, Chen Mei and Feng Nana went out to have dinner together. Within a short time of sitting down in the restaurant, two people screamed because they were scalded by boiling water. Fortunately, not all the boiling water fell on their legs. Otherwise, they would have to make an emergency call.

"What's the matter with you? Do you have eyes or not?" Feng Nana opened her mouth to scold, and her eyes glared angrily at the waiter.

It was the waiter who accidentally splashed the boiling water on their legs.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Is it useful just to say I'm sorry?" Chen Mei also scolded, originally happy to eat, the result was the clumsy waiter to affect the good mood, think about it, feel very angry! "Call me your manager as soon as you can."

In the end, the manager came with the burn plaster and solved the problem.

Chen Mei and Feng Nana are both wearing miniskirts today, so the places where their legs are scalded by boiling water are all eye-catching red.

When they returned to the magazine, song Yan naturally saw the situation on their legs and coldly hooked their lips. To this extent, it was too cheap for them.

As soon as Feng Nana sees song Yan, she smiles at her and walks over to her. "Song Yan, I heard you were sued."

"So?" Song Yan said coldly.

Feng Nana looked at her sympathetically, looking like she was worried. "Song Yan, I heard that the other party was very, very angry, so you should be careful."Song Yan's eyes fell on her red leg, and she said the same thing, "it seems that you have to be more careful, lest you get burned into a red leg."

Smelling speech, Feng Nana immediately lowered her head and took a look at her leg. Then she took a look at Song Yan. She immediately understood something and glared at her fiercely, "Song Yan, are you doing all this?"

"What did I do?" Song Yan looks at her innocently. She can't understand what she's saying.

Feng Nana is even more angry. She concludes that song Yan is the one who made her leg burn. She grins her teeth and stares at her. "Song Yan, I will tell you about your plot."

Song Yan looked at her with a good smile, very harmless, "then you just say it, I don't care at all, anyway, the person who designed her is you, not me."

"You..." Feng Nana is so angry that she can't speak. Song Yan is so despicable. How can she jump into the trap she set.

Song Yan smiles and stares at Feng Nana coldly. "If you dare to play some tricks behind my back, I will give you more. Don't think I'm just talking. I can do it now that I can say it!"

Feng Nana looked at her stupidly, as if she was shocked by the domineering and cold spirit in her eyes.

"Feng Nana, I'm better, you're better. If I'm not better, you'll suffer." Song Yan leaned close to her ear and said in a soft voice, "you should weigh it well yourself. Don't walk happily on the road of death."