Moreover, the next person she found was the famous Fei Yinzhou!
In anger, will He's mother take He Qihang's death out on her and Fei Yinzhou, and then put some dirty labels on them?
Based on what she knew about He's mother, the possibility was very high, and Song Ling didn't dare to bet!
Fei Yinzhou said to Song Ling very seriously: "Ah Ling, I'm not afraid! No matter what kind of bullying, I can deal with it, with me here, you don't even have to worry."
However, Song Ling still held him down, "Mr. Fei, you are not afraid, but I am! There are some unnecessary troubles that we cannot cause, so don't cause them, so as not to worry."
"It's not that I'm afraid of trouble, I just don't want to get entangled with these rotten people and plunge myself into such a quagmire, making myself unhappy and unprofitable."
"Be good and obey me!"
Song Ling leaned forward and kissed him on the lips.
Feeling the warmth and softness of her lips, Fei Yinzhou compromised instantly, "Okay, then go ahead. If anything happens, call me right away, okay?"
Song Ling smiled and narrowed her eyes, "I know, thank you, Mr. Fei!"
Fei Yinzhou looked at her helplessly and said with a little grievance: "Why do you still call me Mr. Fei?"
Song Ling winked playfully, "Then... Thank you, Brother Fei?"
Fei Yinzhou chuckled softly, "Brother Fei? That's okay. Although it's not as close as Zhouzhou, but at least it sounds better than Mr. Fei."
Song Ling glanced at him angrily, then looked down at the time. "Alright, I'm not going to be mean to you, I have to rush in, so just wait here for me here."
Fei Yinzhou nodded, "Well, you go ahead, I'll wait for you here."
Song Ling opened the car door, straightened her clothes, and then took steps toward the detention center.
The gate of the detention center is very tall and towering.
There is a small window next to the small entrance door.
Song Ling reached out and knocked on the door of the small window.
The small window was opened, and a young and serious face appeared in front of Song Ling.
"Hello, comrade! What can I do for you?"
Song Ling replied with a smile, "Hello, comrade! Officer Ye Zhengyi and I have made an appointment to meet over in the afternoon. Could you please inform him?"
The other party replied: "Please wait a moment, I will call and ask."
After a while, he opened the small door again and said to Song Ling, "Come in!"
After Song Ling entered, he pointed in the direction of the office building and said, "When you get to that office building, ask the people inside."
Song Ling nodded to him, "Okay, thank you."
"You're welcome."
As soon as Song Ling walked into the lobby of the office building, Mother He, who was waiting anxiously, saw that she had finally arrived. She immediately stood up and walked towards Song Ling hurriedly.
"Ah ling, you're here."
Song Ling looked at He's mother. She hadn't seen her for a while. She seemed to be more than ten years older.
But Song Ling didn't sympathize with her. Many things had their own consequences, and they were all caused by themselves.
Song Ling replied calmly: "Is Mrs. He here too?"
Seeing Song Ling's cold attitude towards her, Mother He felt a little uncomfortable.
But now that she was seeking help from Song Ling, she had to endure the feeling in her heart.
She smiled reluctantly and said, "Ah ling, Sir Ye is waiting for you. Let's go there together."
"Okay."
With He's mother leading the way, Song Ling didn't have to ask anyone for directions.
The eagerness shown by He's mother also gave Song Ling a guess.
The two of them arrived at Ye Zhengyi's office. He's mother reached out and knocked on the door, "Director Ye, Song Ling is here."
Ye Zhengyi, who was sitting at his desk signing documents, looked up at Song Ling who was following Mother He, and stood up, "Comrade Song Ling is here, please come in quickly."
After Song Ling went in, she respectfully greeted him as well, "Hello, Sir Ye! I'm Song Ling."
She saw the sign on Ye SIR's desk. He was actually the deputy director.
Ye Zhengyi is tall, with a square face and thick eyebrows and big eyes.
There was an awe-inspiring aura about him, like an iron-blooded soldier who had come through countless bloody storms. He looked very upright, making people dare not act presumptuously in front of him.
Ye Zhengyi also didn't expect that Song Ling was so beautiful, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Thinking of He Qihang again, Ye Zhengyi couldn't understand why he was not satisfied with such a beautiful wife. Why aren't his satisfied? And go cheat on his wife?
He Qihang even killed his own son for his mistress, which is really unfathomable.
But while working here in the detention center, he also saw a lot of the dark side of human nature, and many things that were more absurd and exaggerated than novels could happen.
People like He Qihang, to put it bluntly, is nothing more than selfishness, arrogance, cocky, treating human life like trash, thinking that everything can be settled with money.
He was not surprised at all that such a scumbag ended up like this.
Ye Zhengyi took out the relics left by He Qihang from the drawer and handed them to Song Ling, "Comrade Song Ling, this is the letter and will that He Qihang left for you. Take a look!"
Song Ling stretched out her hands to take the letter and will that He Qihang left for her, and politely asked Ye Zhengyi. "Mr. Yi, can I read it here?"
Ye Zhengyi replied: "Yes."
Song Ling first opened the letter written by He Qihang.
[ "Ah Ling, hello!"
By the time you read this letter, I should be gone. Thank you for staying with me for so many years and giving me a very beautiful and happy time.
It's a pity that I am a person who doesn't know how to cherish.
I like to seek excitement and am not content with a dull and stable life.
I was still self-righteous, thinking that if you marry me, you will always regard me as your god and will always be by my side.
Actually, I don't want to divorce you, but Jin Cancan is pushing too hard and you can't understand me. That's why I thought of divorcing you first, and then we can be together again when there is a chance. ]
Song Ling felt a little sick when she saw this.
What kind of scum is this? He is about to die, and he is still here pretending to be innocent and passing the blame? So disgusting!
Song Ling quickly glanced at the content behind it.
It's just that he regrets it, and if they hadn't gotten divorced, their family would still be as happy and joyful as ever, blah blah blah...
Song Ling felt angry at the end. She really wanted to tear up the letter and throw it into the trash can.
But He's mother was still watching covetously.
Song Ling felt that He's mother was on the verge of losing control of her emotions. She didn't want to provoke He's mother, make her lose control, and cause trouble for herself.
Song Ling opened He Qihang's will again.
It says:
I am He Qihang, ID number: 44XXXXXXXXXXXXX. After my death, all property in my name will be inherited by my biological daughter He Xiaoxi.
Below is He Qihang's signature and handprint.
This will is very simple and clear.
After Song Ling read the will, he asked Ye Zhengyi, "Mr. Ye, apart from the letter and the will left by He Qihang, is there anything else?"