The woman song Chuan doesn't want to get rid of is Shao Yan, and she's the one she doesn't want to see when she gets rid of her husband.
At first, Qiao Qian didn't see song Yan, but song Yan didn't want to find fault. She wanted to go over like this. However, Qiao Qian saw her in the end, and her practice was the same as that of an Shaochuan. She chose to come forward and stop her.
Qiao Qian looked sarcastically up and down at Song Yan to make sure she really came back alive. She was surprised for a few seconds, and then returned to the usual elegant appearance of Miss Qianjin. But in Song Yan's eyes, she just thought she really could pretend!
Song Yan ignored her and was going to leave like this. After all, she was not in any mood to deal with her or anything.
Qiao Qian moved and stopped her again. "Song Yan, I didn't expect you didn't die."
Song Yan looked at her coldly, looked at her full of flat appearance, and said faintly, "it seems that I'm not dead, which makes you particularly disappointed."
"Hum, if it weren't for your words, how could Li Qingyu refuse to be with me!" Qiao Qian thinks that the reason why Li Qingyu doesn't accept her is the existence of song Yan. She thinks that song Yan will leave forever, so he will consider her, but it's not as simple as she thinks.
In the days of song Yan's disappearance, she tried countless ways to get close to him, and all she got was his indifference. Even he hated her more. She began to put pressure on the Qiao family's enterprise everywhere, making the crisis of the Qiao family's enterprise, which was already in crisis, more obvious now, so that she had to sell sex to get back some working funds for her company.
All this is thanks to song Yan. When I see this woman today, I have to embarrass her, so that I can release my inner depression.
"Miss Qiao, according to what you say, without me, Li Qingyu will choose you. When all the women in the world are dead, only you, who don't know how many men have slept with, can choose?"
Song Yan's words are full of ridicule. When satirizing her, she is not merciful at all.
She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Qiao Qian's face with thick makeup. The two flaming red lips looked particularly plump. The bag hip skirt she was wearing was V-necked and showed many gullies. Her figure was very plump. This kind of dress was really a good weapon to hook and attract men.
"Bitch, you say I'm a broken flower and a broken willow!" Qiao Qian was mad at her words and stared at her with gnashing teeth. "You vulgar and ugly thing, where do you think you are clean?"
"At least it's much cleaner than you." Song Yan didn't feel any anger because of Qiao Qian's words, but looked at her indifferently, with a shallow arc of pondering on her lips. "I heard that there was a crisis in your Qiao family's company, and now you're dressed like this to meet a gold owner?"
Naturally, song Yan didn't know whether she came out to meet people or went shopping alone. She was just testing her.
"What does it have to do with you?" Qiao Qian raised her head slightly, with song Yan's eyes staring proudly. "I heard that you were drugged five years ago and gave birth to an unidentified wild man. Do you know who drugged you at that time?"
Song Yan sneered and didn't bother to respond.
"It was ankey who gave you the medicine. She also took a video about you flirting with a man. You said if I asked her for the video and released it, guess what kind of sensation it would cause?"
Qiao Qian leaned close to her ear. Her voice was low and full of threat.
Song Yan will believe that she is out of her mind. She doesn't know what kind of person Ankai is. If she really had something bad for her, she would have taken it out and threatened her. Where would it stay until now.
"Oh, really?" Song Yan's expression showed a faint panic and even a bit of consternation. "When are you going to announce it, I can also know who that man is."
Song Yan's answer really surprised her. She heard from ankay that she was bitter about her loss five years ago, and she couldn't let go of the lost child.
Qiao Qian wondered if song Yan had known that night five years ago when she was with Li Qingyu, and Li Qingxuan was her own son.
"Miss Qiao, it's better to deal with your immediate urgent needs than to care about my affairs." Song Yan chuckled and her tone was shallow.
"Honey, is this your friend?" Suddenly a man came over and put his hand around Qiao Qian's waist.
Song Yan looked at the man carelessly. He was bald and had a beer belly, but his face should be the big boss of an enterprise or a senior.
"Sir, I'm not friends with her." Song Yan spoke first before Qiao Qian wanted to speak, with a faint grievance in the bottom of her eyes. "She came to provoke me. She said she wanted to take away my husband. She also said that seeing a bald old man, she was so sick that she had to spit out dinner overnight."
"What are you talking about!" Qiao Qian didn't expect song Yan to have such an ability to overturn right and wrong. She didn't say such a thing just now. She really can bite back, "don't try to frame me."
"Did I frame you?" Song Yan looked at her innocently. Originally, she didn't want to feel bad with her, but who asked her to come and provoke her, so she fought back impolitely.
Qiao Qian looked at the man beside her nervously and explained in a delicate tone: "honey, don't listen to her nonsense. She made up such a lie because she was jealous of me, and it was her husband who was interested in me that she would..."
"Oh, Miss Qiao's acting is really good." Song Yan's eyes and tone were full of sarcasm, "will my husband Li Qingyu like you?"
"Is your husband Li Qingyu?" The man beside Qiao Qian caught the focus of song Yan's words, "is it Li Qingyu, President of Shengshi group?"
Song Yan nodded slightly and replied, "that's right."
Then, the man suddenly released his hand around Qiao Qian's waist and kept a certain distance from her.
He looked at Qiao Qian. "You really let me down."
Then he turned and left.
Qiao Qian glared at Song Yan fiercely, gritted her teeth and scolded angrily, "bitch, are you intentional?"
Song Yan's successful reply was a deliberate look.
PS: one watch today. If there is no accident tomorrow, there will be three.