Dear Mr. Shi

He was not what she wanted in this life, and she couldn't give him what he wanted, so he was destined to be only a friend.

I hope that the girl who belongs to him can appear as soon as possible, and then can fall in love and live happily.

Song Qinghuan, who bowed his head and fell into contemplation, walked to the side of the road. He didn't even notice the car parked in front of him. Until the window was lowered, the woman in the driver's seat called her, "Song Qinghuan!!!"

Hearing this, Song Qinghuan slowly recovered.

Seeing the woman in the car, Song Qinghuan made fists unconsciously.

"Zhang Jie," she gritted her teeth while shouting these two words.

But she held her back, opened the door and sat in. She had an appointment for half an hour before meeting. How could she show up on the road outside Si Jianan's apartment? Didn't she follow her all the time?

This is so good, it can make her more sure that the video is her and Si Jianan.

However, it was one hour short of the time to keep out the cold when she notified her, and she just hoped that everything went well and brought her daughter home.

Zhang Jie obviously felt Song Qinghuan's strong hatred towards him.

She glanced at her with a sneer, her red lips licked Goujian, and sneered: "It seems that you and Si Jianan are getting along well. I calculated that you went in for four hours. It seems that Si Jianan let you very happy."

It was really disgusting, anger rushed through Song Qinghuan's body, as if every cell was clamoring, asking her to rush forward and break Zhang Jie's body into pieces.

But Song Qinghuan ignored her words and just asked, "Where is my daughter?"

Zhang Jie looked at him coldly: "What about the video?"

Song Qinghuan stunned the phone in his hand: "This is what you want. In my phone, I can give it to you. I want to know where my daughter is?"

Zhang Jie glanced at her mobile phone and stretched out her hand: "Give it to me. I want to see if it's yours and him, and how intense it is. Once I'm sure, I can tell you where your daughter is."

Song Qinghuan sneered: "Didn't you know that I stayed at Si Jianan's house for four hours? Then you should know what happened during these four hours. You are afraid that I will lie to you."

"Be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years, how can I know if you lie to me without seeing it with my own eyes?" Zhang Jie shrugged.

"Since you insist on watching, OK, then I'll show it to you. After watching, you tell me where my daughter is." After that, Song Qinghuan turned on the phone and opened the video.

She squeezed tightly, very cautiously, and placed it in front of Zhang Jie nervously and afraid.

Zhang Jie looked down and saw a love video, and the heroes and heroines in the screen were indeed Song Qinghuan and Si Jianan.

She smiled successfully, reaching out to get her mobile phone, but Song Qinghuan avoided it: "Where is my daughter?"

Zhang Jie looked at her and said, "Give me the phone and I'll tell you."

Song Qinghuan hesitated, obviously not willing to give it to her.

Zhang Jie sneered: "Song Qinghuan, you don't have a bargaining chip now. Trade fair with me. If you want your daughter, give me the video."

Song Qinghuan thought for a while, gritted his teeth fiercely, and gave Zhang Jie his mobile phone.

After getting the phone, Zhang Jie smiled coldly at Song Qinghuan: "You said, if I showed Shi Yuhan this video, what thoughts and opinions would he have?"

Song Qinghuan looked at her, her eyes gradually turning cold: "Where is my daughter?"

Zhang Jie squinted at her, then slowly said: "You said I was posting on the Internet, will you be ruined?"