Song Shiqiang stood there with a livid face, frowning and silent.
Su Mingwei glanced at the confession on the table and frowned.
This confession was given to her by He Hongzheng. She had no doubt whether it was true or false.
But if it is true, then Director Zhou’s reaction is wrong.
If it's fake...
Su Mingwei glanced at He Hongzheng. He has no reason to favor the Song family.
Unable to figure out what he was thinking, she withdrew her gaze and sat silently.
He Hongzheng glanced at Director Zhou who was kneeling next to him, and then moved his eyes upward to Song Shiqiang who was standing.
"What do you think, Mr. Song?"
Being asked by He Hongzheng's name, Song Shiqiang's eyebrows were lowered and there was a little sweat on his forehead.
"Haha..." He laughed awkwardly, "Lawyer He's words really stopped me."
"It is written in this self-confession that the person who kidnapped was Reporter Su, the person who blackmailed was Lawyer He, and the person involved was Director Zhou. I was not mentioned in this. I really can't say much about it."
Song Shiqiang repeated the whole thing again, completely alienating him from the matter in his words.
He Hongzheng nodded, "That makes sense."
Makes sense?
Su Mingwei turned her head and looked at him. She knew what these three words meant. There is no doubt that he favors the Song family in this matter.
Feeling her gaze, he turned his head to look at her and said calmly, "This confession can be accepted as evidence."
Director Zhou panicked when he heard this.
If this is accepted by the court, his kidnapping and extortion will be confirmed.
"This, this, what is going on..." Director Zhou cast a look at Song Shiqiang asking for help, and immediately came to his side, "Mr. Song, you have to help me think of a way, this, this matter , It really wasn’t me.”
Su Mingwei stood up, put the confession on the table into the file bag, folded it, and put it in her bag.
He raised his hand to look at the time on his watch.
"Mr. Song, Director Zhou, I'm sorry, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
After saying that, she stood up and walked out of the private room.
He Hongzheng raised his eyes. After seeing her leave, he looked away. He stood up and said to the two of them, "This lawsuit is not easy to fight. Please think about it carefully before we talk about it."
After he finished speaking, he turned and left.
Director Zhou was dumbfounded. He naturally knew that this lawsuit was not easy to win. If he was really sued, it would be He Hongzheng who sued him.
Let alone asking him to help with the lawsuit, it would be better if he didn't kill him.
"This..." Director Zhou looked at the door of the private room, then looked back at Song Shiqiang.
He immediately asked Song Shiqiang for help, "Mr. Song, you have to help me this time. Now, if I go into the water, you can't get away..."
Song Shiqiang glanced at him sideways, groaned, and sat down...
Outside the private room, Su Mingwei came out and walked straight outside.
But I was holding my breath...
When she left the restaurant, she immediately saw a white Bugatti in the parking lot that stood out.
She recognized that this was the car he bought for her.
No wonder he didn't let her drink during the meal. It turned out that the car had arrived early.
Before changing, of course she was in a good mood and happily threw herself into his arms.
But now, when she thought about how he deliberately favored the Song family when she was kidnapped, she felt angry.
What ability does the Song family have to make him take sides? It's just that Song Hui's affection is still there.
When she thought of Song Hui's pretense, she became even more angry.
When He Hongzheng came out of the private room, he saw the figure at the door, staring at the car, looking angry.
He was stunned.
Are you angry that you didn't tell her that the car arrived early? After all, he arrived very late, and just before he went out, he drove these two white cars here, and his black car was still parked at home.
He stepped to her side, handed her the key, and asked softly, "Go back?"
She looked down at the keys in his hand, grabbed them, and walked directly to the car.
"?"
He Hongzheng's heart tightened, and for the first time in his life, he had the thought of regret.
He walked quickly to the car. Just when Su Mingwei was about to open the driver's door, he raised his hand and pressed the door.
She's obviously not fit to drive like this.
"What's wrong?" He looked at her back and asked in a deep voice.
She stood by the car door, facing the car, and his hand was pressed in front of her eyes. If he didn't let go, she couldn't open the door.
Listening to the questioning voice behind her, she bit her lower lip and turned to look at him.
"Why do you favor the Song family?"
Hearing her ask this, he frowned slightly...
When she saw that he didn't answer, she nodded and her eyes turned red for a moment, "If you are reluctant to let go of Song Hui and can't attack the Song family, please give me the robber who kidnapped me. I will interrogate and ask myself what the charges are." Okay, it doesn’t matter if you confess yourself, it doesn’t matter what I ask.”
After she finished speaking, her eyes became moist. As she lowered her head, crystal tears fell and fell on the back of his shoes.
She took the confession out of her bag. Raising her hand, she held the portfolio and said to him, "This is fake."
She could see it, and she could see the clues from Director Zhou's reaction.
How could he not understand something that even she could see?
The reason why he followed Song Shiqiang's words made sense was to leave a way for the Song family.
After all, no matter whether she was kidnapped, suffered a concussion, or was hospitalized, she was still no match for Song Hui's disabled foot.
When she thought of this, she frowned.
"You scumbag, liar." She squeezed the file bag in her hand, feeling a sharp pain in her heart. He turned around and lay on the roof of the car and cried.
He listened to all her accusations, and when he saw her crying so sadly, he took a breath silently.
He stood on the side of the car with one hand, lifted up his suit jacket with one hand, rested it on his side, and looked at her quietly.
After a while, her crying weakened, and it seemed that she was tired from crying.
She heard that the people behind her remained silent. She raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face, turned and walked away.
He grabbed her and asked, "Where are you going?"
She sniffed, put the file bag into her bag, and pushed the key toward his chest, "Who cares about your broken car?"
After that, she wanted to leave.
He took the key, pulled her back, held her wrist, and restrained her beside the car.
She leaned against the car door and turned her head angrily, not looking at him.
"Are you done?" he asked in a deep voice.
"Yeah." She hummed, feeling confident.
Seeing how angry she was, he thought she would continue to quarrel with him endlessly.
Unexpectedly, when he asked her, she knew how to reply.
He laughed silently at her anger.
"Yes." He nodded, "The confession is false."
He came back at midnight last night and indeed went to do this, and also used some methods...
"But what does this have to do with Song Hui?"
He looked down at her, his eyes slightly warm and angry under his silver glasses.
She heard that he admitted that his confession was false, but he was still making excuses. She raised her head and met his gaze.
"Do you dare to say that your preference for the Song family is not because of Song Hui?"
