Chapter 513

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"Sister Qingmei, I can take you back to your parents' house, but after you leave, in this store..."

Before she could finish speaking, she saw that the industrial and commercial staff began to keep sticking seals.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Qingmei asked anxiously, losing her usual gentle and demure attitude.

"This shop is involved in the illegal sale of counterfeit goods, and some items are of unknown origin and must be sealed." A businessman said with a stern face.

Lin Qingmei's face was ashen.

"Sister Qingmei, don't worry, I believe everything will be fine soon." Yang Zimei saw that Lin Qingmei's situation was not right, and worried that she was having fetal gas again, "The more this time is, the more you have to calmly support the overall situation, otherwise, if something happens to you, Now, Mr. Song is even more anxious, no matter what, nothing is more important than the fetus."

Lin Qingmei touched her bulging belly, nodded helplessly, took out the phone, and called her dad.

Although the Lin family was a big family in City A, they were only from a scholarly family. They had no intricate relationship with each other. Their greatest ability was to find out what happened.

"Sister Qingmei, you have a good rest. I won't let Mr. Song and Mo Xuan have an accident. What you need to do now is to take good care of the baby, and don't have anything to do."

Yang Zimei painted her a tranquilizer.

"Xiaomei, then we'll rely on you!" Lin Qingmei also gradually calmed down, knowing that she was as anxious as a headless fly, which was of no use at all.

These days, she also saw that Yang Zimei met a lot of famous people in City A because of divination and fortune telling, and she had a lot of connections.

By the way, Yang Zimei can do divination!

Lin Qingmei's mind flashed, and she hurriedly grabbed Yang Zimei's hand, "Xiaomei, hurry up and give Song Xuan a hexagram to see his luck this time."

Yang Zimei nodded and began to count.

The hexagrams are fierce, but in the end, the danger is saved.

Even though the hexagrams appear to turn danger into danger, Yang Zimei's heart is still not very comfortable.

Song Xuan was a noble and honest person, and he lived a safe life when he saw his face, but now he was suddenly framed and imprisoned, which is simply too much.

"Sister Qingmei, the hexagrams are turning danger into danger. Mr. Song is fine, so don't be anxious."

Yang Zimei ignored the big murderous image and just said the back directly.

"real?"

Lin Qingmei's eyes lit up with hope.

"Well, you rest at home, I'll find a way now, I'll definitely bring Mr. Song back to you safe and sound, and—"

Yang Zimei looked at the big seals sticking everywhere, his eyes suddenly turned cold, "These seals, I want those people to kneel and tear them off one by one!"

"Xiaomei, don't do something illegal impulsively!"

Lin Qingmei saw that there was something wrong with her expression, and hurriedly pulled her and said, "Everything takes time."

The anger on Yang Zimei's face was relieved, and she said to Lin Qingmei with a smile, "Okay, Sister Qingmei, I will not break the law."

Although she looked like this on the surface, the anger came out uncontrollably.

Although she has been practicing qi channeling, as long as there is an accident involving someone she cares about, her originally indifferent temperament will change, becoming surly and full of evil spirits.

Long Zhutian has been watching.

He reached out and took her slightly clenched hand.

The small hand wrapped in his warm big hand, Yang Zimei's body slowly disappeared, and turned to him and smiled, "Go, let's go to the police station first."

"Yeah." Long Zhutian nodded and took her hand out.

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