Song Ling glanced at him angrily, lowered her head and saw that the call was from an unfamiliar mobile phone number, so she hung up immediately.
She smiled at Fei Yin Zhou, "Unrecognizable, probably a sales call."
After a while, her phone rang again.
Song Ling saw that it was still the same phone number as before. After thinking about it, she picked up the phone and said, "Hello, hello! Who's there?"
The other party asked politely: "Hello! Is this Ms. Song Ling?"
Song Ling heard a strange male voice. He sounded like he was thirty or forty years old, and his voice had an awe-inspiring and cold tone.
She replied in a deep voice: "Yes, I am Song Ling, you are..."
The other party said to her calmly: "Hello, Ms. Song! This is the fifth detention center. My name is Ye Zhengyi, police number XXXXX."
"It's like this, last night, the suspect, Mr. He Qihang, and a suspect from the same cell number got into mutual assaults and died after resuscitation."
Song Ling's eyes were full of shock, "What did you say? He Qihang died? Isn't he abroad?"
Song Ling has not yet received the news that He Qihang was extradited to China for trial yesterday.
Fei Yinzhou did receive the news, but he didn't have time to tell Song Ling.
He would not choose to tell Song Ling at this time about He Qihang's mess.
But he didn't expect that He Qihang would die so quickly.
Song Ling didn't expect it either.
Ye Zhengyi returned to Song Ling, "He Qihang was extradited back to China yesterday. That night, he and his fellow cellmates fought with each other and were stabbed in the aorta with a sharpened toothbrush. He suffered excessive blood loss and died after resuscitation failed."
Song Ling: "..."
It was only after a while that Song Ling asked again: "Sir Ye, He Qihang and I are already divorced, you should have informed his parents about his accidental death, right?"
Ye Zhengyi replied back to her. "It's like this, when we were cleaning up He Qihang's belongings, we found a letter He Qihang left for you and a copy of the will he left behind, that's why we called to notify you, I don't know when you'll be free to come over to our detention center to pick it up?"
Song Ling, originally didn't want to go.
But thinking that the will he left might be related to Xiao Xixi, she replied: "I'm in Huicheng now. Can I get there before five o'clock in the afternoon?"
Ye Zhengyi replied: "Okay."
Song Ling asked again: "Then which SIR should I contact after I go there?"
Ye Zhengyi replied: "After you come here, ask the staff and ask for Ye Zhengyi, and they will tell you how to get there."
"Okay, thank you, Sir Ye."
"You're welcome, that's it for now. Goodbye!"
"Goodbye!"
Song Ling hung up the phone and didn't come back to her senses for a while.
He Qihang died. Logically speaking, she should be happy for the original owner and Xiao Lele.
But she couldn't be happy.
This is a family tragedy, stemming only from one man's restlessness and philanthropy, as well as the He family's ambition and lack of hope.
The original owner married the wrong person, but there was no way back, so she embarked on a road of no return.
Now that He Qihang had gone down to accompany the mother and son, I wondered if the original owner would find it comforting?
When Song Ling's thoughts were wandering, she suddenly felt her hand being held by a pair of warm hands.
She raised her eyes to look at Fei Yinzhou and smiled, "Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm just a little emotional. I didn't expect He Qihang to die so quickly."
Fei Yinzhou shook her hand hard, "Don't be sad, this kind of scum deserves to die!"
Song Ling suddenly thought of a possibility, and she immediately asked Fei Yinzhou, "Mr. Fei, tell me, is it possible that this was not an accident? Could someone from the Jin family have done it? Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence? He Qihang had just been escorted back, but there was an accident that night."
The He family has such a precious son as He Qihang, and when He's father and mother know the news. There was no telling what kind of crying it would be.
However, Song Ling would not sympathize with them.
The fact that He Qihang turned into a beast with no humanity and dared to kill even his own son is inseparable from the doting, encouragement and connivance of their parents.
All I can say is that God indeed has eyes, and those who do evil will surely die!
When Fei Yinzhou heard her question, thinking of the Jin family's behavior and style of action, a hint of deep thought also flashed in the bottom of his deep eyes. "It's very possible. I'll have someone check it out later."
Song Ling quickly said to him: "There is no need to check. For me, how he died has nothing to do with me."
Fei Yinzhou smiled softly and said: "It won't take much to check. If you find out the cause of his death, you can feel more relieved. After all, Xiao Xixi is still here."
Song Ling heard the metaphor in his words and was shocked, "Then the Jin family won't be so cruel that they won't even let Xiao Xixi go, right?"
Fei Yin Zhou told her directly what he had learned about those things about the Jin family. "The Jin family's origins are not clean, and the company they are now opening is also washed ashore."
"The Jin family still retains some of their former gangster ways of doing things. Jin Cancan is their only daughter. It is possible that they are really angry at Xiao Xixi."
Song Ling's eyes turned cold, "If they really dare to put their evil hands on Xiao Xixi, I won't let them go!"
Fei Yinzhou comforted her, "Don't worry, I won't let the Jin family have a chance to attack you!"
Fei Yinzhou had already made up his mind.
At that time, he will ask someone to send a message to the Jin family. Song Ling and Xiao Xixi are now his wife and daughter. If the Jin family dares to attack them, don't blame him for being rude!
Song Ling felt warm in her heart when she heard his gentle but sonorous protective message.
"Thank you Mr. Fei!"
Fei Yinzhou looked at her with a smile and said jokingly: "You still call me Mr. Fei, can you change the title to something nicer?"
Song Ling looked at him with a smile, "Mr. Fei, you are still in the testing period. Isn't it too early to change your title now?"
Fei Yinzhou looked at her steadily with a hint of stubbornness. "But I don't want to hear you call me Mr. Fei. It always feels strange and alienated. Ling Ling, you can call me Zhouzhou like grandma."
"Zhouzhou?"
Song Ling looked at him with wide eyes, "Isn't this bad?"
Fei Yinzhou laughed, "It sounds great! Just call like that!"
Song Ling took a step back and said, "That's what I'll call you in private, but when outsiders are around, I'll still call you Mr. Fei."
Fei Yinzhou looked at her a little aggrievedly. "Can't I just take you out?"
Song Ling stared at him speechlessly, "I just divorced He Qihang not long ago. If I get together with you so soon, others will gossip and it will reflect poorly on you."
Even though she wasn't the original owner, outsiders didn't know!
What's more, with Fei Yinzhou's high status, those who were envious and jealous of her relationship with Fei Yinzhou did not dare to do anything to Fei Yinzhou, and would only transfer all their malice to her.
By then, she may have to face not only Fei Yinzhou's family, but also rumors from all walks of life.
She didn't think it was wise to make her relationship with him public right now.