Chapter 513: Radon

"Sister Qingmei, I can send you back to my maid's house, but, if you leave, this shop ..."
Before she finished speaking, she saw that the businessmen began to stick the seals.
"What are you doing?"
Lin Qingmei's anxious questioning lost her usual gentleness and calmness.
"This shop involves the illegal sale of counterfeit goods, and some items have unknown origins and have to be sealed." A business official said with a grimace.
Lin Qingmei's face was iron blue.
"Sister Qingmei, don't worry, I believe nothing will happen soon." Yang Zimei saw that Lin Qingmei was not in the right situation, and worried that she was moving her breath again. Now, Mr. Song is even more anxious. No matter what, it is not as important as the fetus. "
Lin Qingmei touched the bulging belly, nodded helplessly, took out the phone, and called her dad.
Although the Lin family is a big family in City A, it is only a scent of books, and there is no iron relationship that is intertwined. The biggest ability is to find out what happened.
"Sister Qingmei, take a good rest. I won't let Mr. Song and Mo Xuan get into trouble. The thing you have to do now is to keep your baby well and don't have anything."
Yang Zimei drew her a stabilizer.
"Xiao Mei, then we're relying on you!" Lin Qingmei also calmed down gradually, knowing that she was so anxious as a headless fly, it had no effect at all.
In these days, she also watched Yang Zimei because of divination and divination and feng shui, and met many people with heads and faces in City A and many connections.
By the way, Yang Zimei will be divining!
Lin Qingmei's mind flashed, and she hurriedly grabbed Yang Zimei's hand. "Xiao Mei, hurry up and give Song Xuan a gossip to see his good and bad."
Yang Zi nodded and began to figure it out.
Hexagrams were fierce, but in the end they turned the danger.
Despite the dangers of the Guaxiang, Yang Zimei's heart was still uncomfortable.
Song Xuan is a man of high purity and honesty. He has met his life peacefully, but now he is suddenly caught in prison by planting loot. It is simply too much.
"Sister Qingmei, Guaxiang has turned danger into danger, Mr. Song is all right, don't worry."
Yang Zimei ignored the big fierce image, and only said the back.
"Really?"
Lin Qingmei's eyes lit up, burning hope.
"Well, you take a good rest at home, I'll think of a way now, I will definitely bring Mr. Song back to you in peace, and-"
Yang Zimei looked at the large seals sticking everywhere, his eyes suddenly became cold. "These seals, I want to let those people kneel and tear them off!"
"Small eyebrow, you must not impulse to do something illegal!"
Lin Qingmei saw that her expression was a bit wrong, and hurriedly pulled her, "Everything comes slowly."
Yang Zimei's face held up, and smiled at Lin Qingmei again, "Okay, sister, I won't break the law."
Although she seemed to be so, the suffocation could not help but burst out.
Although she has been practicing air-conducting techniques, as soon as it involves someone who cares about her, her original temperament will change, and she will become stubborn and strong.
The dragon kept looking in the eyes every day.
He reached out and took her slightly clenched hand.
The small hand was wrapped in his warm big hand, and Yang Zimei's suffocated side slowly faded away, then turned to smile at him, "Let's go to the police station first."
"Um." Long nodded day by day, pulling her hand out.