It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

"Do you even need to ask?" Song Jiahe was furious, "I must be divorcing a scumbag! I will never forgive you! I'm so angry, it's another day of fear of marriage and childbirth!"

Lin Qingyu took a sip of tea and smiled slightly: "If it were me, I would ask someone for help. I would go to this address first, record a video at the door, keep the evidence, sue him for bigamy, and then divorce. Because of bigamy, you can be sentenced."

Wang Xian also smiled: "That's good. Just follow this!"

"Yeah, why didn't I think of that!" Song Jiahe patted his thigh, "Cousin, I'll accompany you right away!"

Lin Qingyu glanced at Xia Bei: "You go with them and protect Jiahe and Wang Xian. I'm pregnant, so I won't go with you."

"Okay." Song Jiahe smiled, "You dare to accompany us, but we don't dare to ask for it! Are you afraid of being killed by the third master?"

With that said, the three of them were about to leave.

Before leaving, Lin Qingyu ordered: "When you ring the doorbell, don't say who you are, just say that you are delivering food. Just in case they startle the snake, they won't open the door, and they know your intentions, so it will be troublesome to find evidence in the future."

"Okay!" Song Jiahe's eyes lit up, "Ayu, you are really smart."

Lin Qingyu chuckled lightly: "Go now."

Soon, the three of them easily entered the apartment rented by Wang Xian's husband according to what Lin Qingyu said.

When the door opened, Wang Xian's husband and Wu Hui were wearing couple pajamas, and there were two wedding photos on the wall.

Wang Xian's husband reacted violently and wanted to push the three of them out, but Xia Bei subdued her easily.

Wang Xian and Song Jiahe recorded the video calmly, and Song Jiahe even rushed to the room of the scumbag and opened the closet to record.

Wu Hui called the police in a fit of anger.

The three of them, Wang Xian's husband, and Wu Hui were all taken to the police station.

Upon hearing the news, Duan Xiaobai immediately arrived at the police station with the Duan family lawyer team.

As soon as he stepped into the mediation room, Duan Xiaobai went straight to Song Jiahe, looked her up and down, and asked with concern: "Is there anything wrong?"

Seeing a very shallow scratch on her hand, Duan Xiaobai had a faint smile on his face just a second ago, but now his expression immediately subsided, his voice was faint, but he hid his ruthlessness: "Who made it?" ?Who the fuck did it to her?"

Wang Xian's husband's face changed. After all, he had heard of the name of the Duan family's son more or less in the business field.

But Wu Hui didn't know her, and now she was full of stomach, but she was excited: "I did it! She only has one, and it's still in my hand. Look at my face, how it looks."

"Oh~ you made it..." Duan Xiaobai narrowed his eyes slightly, and shot a few gleams of coldness, "You, a shameless mistress, are you worthy of being compared with her?"

"Missan, who is mistress!" Wu Huike was excited.

At this moment, the old policeman handling the case couldn't listen any longer, and knocked on the table, "Hey, Ms. Wu, you're almost done. At this point, the two of you are wearing couple pajamas, and the place you rented has this man's clothes in the closet." Clothes, and the wedding photos on the wall, you say you are not a mistress, what are you?"

"I'm not a junior!

He is my boss, I admire him, what happened to my wedding photo!

The clothes in my closet belong to other men!

My boss came to care about me, and my clothes got wet by accident, so I'll borrow a set of pajamas for him to wear first, what's the matter!

The child in my womb is not his either. Let me see who dares to say that we were bigamy, and whoever can sue us for bigamy! "

When Wang Xian's husband heard Wu Hui say that the child was not his, his cheeks twitched.

Although she knew that she said this to blame, but she felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Duan Xiaobai laughed when he heard this.