Chapter 523

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Yang Zimei asked the assistant to check and collect the goods one by one, while she was responsible for the transfer and refund.

And none of these antiques sold from Moxuan is fake.

All the people who returned the goods left.

"Xiaomei, thank you so much. I don't know what to do without you."

Lin Qingmei holds Yang Zimei's hand gratefully, and tears flash in her eyes.

"Sister Qingmei, don't say these polite words between us."

Yang Zimei patted her on the shoulder and said, "if you have something, you must call me in time. Don't support yourself. I'm not an outsider."

Lin Qingmei was deeply moved.

In the past, she knew that song Xuan liked Yang Zimei and had a certain animosity to her.

Now, she has completely eliminated this mustard, and now she is the only one she can rely on.

"Xiaomei, I want to see song Xuan. Can you come with me?"

Lin Qingmei has been thinking about song Xuan, and is not always at ease.

Yang Zimei looked at her bulging stomach, thought about it, nodded and agreed.

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Yang Zimei and Lin Qingmei went directly to the police chief's office.

When Chen Wei saw her, he jumped up from his seat in a hurry. He went to Yang Zimei with a smile on his face. He nodded and bowed in a flattering tone and asked, "master Yang, why are you here again?"

"Let me see Mr. Song."

Yang Zimei squinted at him and said, "you can't treat Mr. Song badly?"

"No, no, how dare I?"

Chen Wei shook his head violently. Not long ago, he received a phone call from his boss asking him to punish and torture song Xuan, but he could not hurt his life.

On the surface, he nodded and agreed, but in fact, he didn't dare to move half of song Xuan.

Disobedience to the boss is at most a disgrace.

But offended Yang Zimei, his body's life seeking talisman will at any time want his old life.

Weigh it over, or don't offend Yang Zimei.

"Take us to him!" Yang Zimei's tone is cold and hard.

"Good, good."

Chen Wei quickly nodded and took Yang Zimei to the place where song Xuan was imprisoned.

The place of detention is not a detention room, but a police room reserved for the police officers in charge of the detention room.

He knew that song Xuan would not escape by himself, and he was afraid that song Xuan would be injured if he was locked up with those suspects. Therefore, he asked him to stay in the police room and serve him with good tea and meals, and he did not dare to neglect him.

Fortunately, song Xuan was an easygoing man. He was not mean and demanding. He was silent and stuffy.

"Master Yang, your Mr. Song, I'll let him stay here without any injustice. You can rest assured."

Chen Wei generally opened the door of the police room.

Yang Zimei saw song xuanzheng standing in front of the window with his back to them. He was looking out of the window at the old locust tree. His body was thin and his shoulders were drooping, and his heart was like death.

"Song Xuan --"

Lin Qingmei gave a heartache cry and stepped forward quickly.

Song Xuan looked back and saw Lin Qingmei and Yang Zimei. His gloomy eyes lit up slightly. He reached out and held Lin Qingmei's hand. His voice was angry and said, "what are you doing here at this time? You should have a good rest and raise the fetus

"With little eyebrows, it's OK."

Lin Qingmei looked at Song Xuan's face, which was ten years old in an instant. She reached out her hand and touched it painfully. "I can't feel at ease without looking at you."

Song xuanzhan Yan smiles and looks at her gently and says, "I'm ok. You can see that I'm not living in a detention room, but here. The environment is good and the food is good. You can rest assured."

"Well."

Lin Qingmei looked around and nodded with a little doubt.

She didn't understand why song Xuan could live here instead of in the detention room. However, since he was not in the dangerous detention room, she felt much better.

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