Chapter 524: grateful to have you

Yang Zimei asked his buddies to help, one by one, the goods were accepted and recovered, and she was responsible for the transfer and refund.
None of these antique objects sold from Moxuan are fake.
The returnees all left.
"Thank you so much, Xiaomei. Without you, I don't know what to do."
Lin Qingmei held Yang Zimei's hand gratefully, her eyes flashed with tears.
"Sister Qingmei, don't say these kind words between us."
Yang Zimei patted her shoulder and said, "If you remember something, you must call me in time, don't support yourself, I'm not an outsider."
A touch of rush came to Lin Qingmei's heart.
Previously, she knew that Song Xuan liked Yang Zimei and had a certain degree of irritation on her.
Now, she has completely eliminated this mustard, and now she is the only person she can rely on.
"Xiaomei, I want to see Song Xuan, can you go with me?"
Lin Qingmei kept thinking about Song Xuan and was always uneasy.
Yang Zimei looked at her bulging belly, thought about it, and nodded in agreement.

Yang Zimei took Lin Qingmei and went directly to the police chief's room.
When Chen Wei saw her, he jumped up from his seat in a horror, walked to Yang Zimei with a smile on his face, and nodded and asked with a flattering tone: "Master Yang, why are you here again?"
"Let me see Mr. Song."
Yang Zi's eyebrows gave him a sideways glance. "Would you not treat Mr. Song anyhow?"
"No, no, how dare I?"
Chen Wei shook his head in fright. Although not long ago, he received a phone call from his boss and asked him to impose certain physical punishment and torture on Song Xuan, but it could not hurt his life.
On the surface, he nodded and promised, but in fact, he did not dare to take a half-point with Song Xuan.
The disobedient boss is at best a disgrace.
But offending Yang Zimei, the chase on his body will kill him at any time.
Weighing, it's better not to offend Yang Zimei.
"Take us to see him!" Yang Zimei said coldly.
"Okay."
Chen Wei nodded quickly and took Yang Zimei to the place where Song Xuan was detained.
This place of detention is not a detention room, but a police room reserved for police officers who are in charge of the detention room.
He knew that Song Xuan would not run away by himself, and he was afraid that Song Xuan would be injured if he was locked up with those suspects. Therefore, he was allowed to stay in the police room, and he was entertained by good tea and dinner. What negligence.
Fortunately, Song Xuan is an easy-going person who is not a demanding person. What he comes to eat or eat is silent and sullen.
"Master Yang, your Mr. Song, I will let him stay here without any grievances. You can rest assured."
Chen Wei's invitation usually opened the door of the police room.
Yang Zimei saw Song Xuanzheng standing at the window with his back to them, his eyes staring blankly at the old locust tree outside the window, with a thin body, drooping shoulders, and a frustrated attitude.
"Song Xuan-"
Lin Qingmei screamed in pain and hurried forward.
Song Xuan turned around and saw Lin Qingmei and Yang Zimei, their dim eyes were slightly brightened, reached out to hold Lin Qingmei's hand, and said in a tone of voice: "What are you doing here at this time? You must be good Rest, raise your baby. "
"It's okay with little eyebrows."
Lin Qingmei looked at Song Xuan's face that was ten years old, and reached out with a heartache, and touched, "I can't feel relieved without looking at you."
Song Xuanzhan smiled and looked at her softly. "I'm fine, you saw it. I'm not living in a detention room, but here, the environment is good, and the food is good. You can rest assured."
"Ok."
Lin Qingmei looked around and nodded slightly doubtfully.
She wondered why Song Xuan could live here instead of being held in a detention room, but since she was not in that dangerous detention room, she was relieved.