Song Congli's face was hideously twisted because of anger, if it were an ordinary person who saw his fierce and vicious ugliness, he would probably be frightened, but after all, Song Qianli had also been in the Song family for so many years, and she had seen Song Congli's ugly face, so there was nothing terrible.

She sneered and sarcastically said: "I really don't know where you got the face to say such things to me, you are really different from people, people have thick soles, and you have thick skin." ”

"You give me another thousand times, ten thousand chances, I'll still say that, wait to go to jail, don't daydream, think I'll help you get money from Tang Jingyun!"

Song Tiantian's words completely angered Song Congli.

"He Wen's report on me was also instigated by you! Song Tilt, Lao Tzu is going to kill you! ”

After He Wen reported him, he didn't know which cape he fled to, Song Congli was sure that He Wen didn't have the courage to dare to report him without authorization, she must have someone behind her, and this person, the first thing Song Congli could think of in his mind was Song Tilting!

His eyes cracked, with a trace of oozing blood, and he glared at Song Tiantian fiercely, no longer having any scruples, he held the knife, like crazy, and stabbed at her!

It was impossible for Song Tiantian to stand still and wait for him to stab in vain, her reaction speed was extremely fast, and she grabbed a small porcelain cup used by the security guard next to her and smashed it towards Song Congli.

The porcelain cup just smashed on Song Congli's forehead, and it shattered, smashing a red blood mark on the corner of his forehead.

Song Congli fell to the ground instantly, his body twitched, and he rolled his eyes.

Isn't it just that he was smashed by a cup, how could he have such a violent reaction?

Song tilted for a moment, and was also a little confused.

She quickly calmed down, took out her mobile phone and called the hospital's ambulance number, and then she called the police.

Although it is not a pity for Song Congli to die, it must not die in her hands!

*

In a dark and cold detention cell.

A bright light poured down from the skylight overhead, bringing a touch of light to the gloomy room.

Song Tiantian sat on the single wooden bed with her legs hunched, she stared at the closed door in a trance, her eyes were a little empty.

As the minutes passed, the light cast by the skylight overhead gradually faded.

Song still maintained a stiff posture, and if she hadn't blinked her eyes occasionally, she would have looked like a person frozen in a painting.

"Song Tiantian, go out, someone bails you!"

The policewoman opened the door and said to Song Tiantian.

Since Song Tiantian was taken to the detention cell of the police station, her mobile phone has also been confiscated, and she has not contacted anyone to bail her......

Song Tiantian chuckled, his heart was quite bitter.

She walked heavily, following the policewoman through the long, dimly lit hallway.

In the director's office.

A familiar figure caught Song Tian's eyes.

The man sat in a leather chair across from the desk with his back to her, his long legs crossed, a document in his hand, and after looking at it, he took the pen from the director's hand and signed his name.

"Don't worry, Mr. Tang, it is our duty to investigate the truth of the matter clearly." The director looked righteous.

The man was silent and did not answer.

The indifferent gaze glanced lightly, and he had a strong posture of 'no one should approach'.

It wasn't until he heard the crisp sound of high heels behind him that he made a move and slowly turned his chair behind him......

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