Qingmei can flirt with Han, but Gao Leng Zhuma can't stand it

Chapter 118
"The teacher said it was something at home, so I asked for leave." The driver said in a straightforward manner.

Mrs. Song hung up the phone, sat on the rocking chair, and frowned.

Come back home?

Could it be Song Meili who eavesdropped on her speech, or why is it such a coincidence.

The more Mrs. Song thought about it, the more something was wrong, so she called the person who adjusted the monitoring.

The surveillance was sent, and Mrs. Song quickly found that area.

Who else could the person sticking outside the door be Song Meili.

Mrs. Song narrowed her dangerous eyes, "Hmph, what a little bitch."

When Song Yichen came home, Mummy Song hurriedly asked him if he had taken it.

"Okay, let's go then." Mummy Song pulled Song Yichen anxiously.

"Have you brought your things?"

"What do I bring, you go and I won't go."

"No, I won't leave if you don't." Song Yichen sat on the sofa and looked at her calmly.

"Don't make trouble."

Mrs. Song is approaching Song Meili's home step by step on the way here.

"All right, Mommy will get it now." Mummy Song ran back to the dormitory anxiously to get her ID card and passport.

"Let's go. Quick."

Mummy Song hurriedly took a taxi and headed towards the airport.

Mrs. Song arrived at her hut, and the bodyguard went in and took a look around.

"Ma'am, isn't there?"

Mrs. Song frowned even more when she heard that.

"Go to the airport." Mrs. Song's chest rose and fell vigorously.

He'd better be obedient, and don't blame her for being rude if he does something stupid.

At the airport, Mummy Song quickly bought a plane ticket.

Mummy Song waited anxiously.

time passed by second by second

"Ma'am, I seem to have seen the young master."

"Where is it?" Mrs. Song looked at the man nervously.

The bodyguard pointed to a position, "That seems to be the young master."

Mrs. Song looked along his fingers, heh, sure enough.

"Catch them both here." Mrs. Song ordered coldly.

Mummy Song seemed to sense something, she turned her head and saw the menacing Mrs. Song.

"Run, son." Mummy Song exclaimed.

Song Yichen also saw Mrs. Song.

"Everyone boarding the plane, please go to the xx ticket gate to check in." A very feminine broadcast sounded.

"Go, go." Mummy Song pulled Song Yichen and ran away.

How could Mrs. Song let them go.

The bodyguard ran faster, Mummy Song pushed Song Yichen away, "Go."

Song Yichen looked at Mummy Song who was caught at the ticket gate, and wanted to go back.

But Mummy Song yelled heartbreakingly for him to leave quickly, plus the bodyguards who ran over to arrest him.

Song Yichen was ruthless, and as soon as he turned his head to check the ticket, he got on the plane.

The bodyguard was a step late, and Mrs. Song was itching her teeth angrily.

Walking up to Song Meili, he went up and slapped her.

"Say, where did he go?"

Song Meili bit her lip, "Want to know? I won't tell you."

"Heh, do you think I can't find out if you don't tell me?"

Mrs. Song slapped her again angrily, and in an instant, five red palm prints appeared on Mummy Song's face.

Song Meili was a little dizzy from the beating, but she still raised her lips and sneered, "It depends on whether you can find it."

Seeing their posture, the people around did not dare to step forward.

The security guard at the airport ran over, but was scared back by Mrs. Song's revealed identity.

Who dares to offend the mayor's wife? Although they are not from this city, they are all young people and don't dare to meddle in their own business.

After all, this society is like this, a society where the weak eat the strong.

(End of this chapter)