"Sister Qingmei, I can take you back to your parents' home, but once you leave, this store..."
Before she finished speaking, she saw the industrial and commercial personnel starting to put seals on.
"What are you doing?"
Lin Qingmei asked anxiously, losing her usual gentle and gentle attitude.
"This store is involved in the illegal sale of counterfeit goods, and there are some items of unknown origin that must be sealed." An industrial and commercial employee said with a straight face.
Lin Qingmei's face was ashen.
"Sister Qingmei, don't be anxious. I believe everything will be fine soon." Yang Zimei saw something was wrong with Lin Qingmei and was worried that she might have another fetal infection. "At this time, the more you have to calm down and support the overall situation, otherwise, if something happens to you,
Now, Mr. Song is even more anxious. No matter what happens, nothing is as important as the fetus."
Lin Qingmei touched her bulging belly, nodded helplessly, took out the phone, and called her father.
Although the Lin family is a wealthy family in City A, it is just a scholarly family with no intricate connections. Their greatest ability is to find out what happened.
"Sister Qingmei, have a good rest. I won't let anything happen to Mr. Song and Mo Xuan. What you have to do now is to take good care of the baby and don't let anything happen to you."
Yang Zimei drew a stabilizing charm on her.
"Xiao Mei, then we are relying on you!" Lin Qingmei also gradually calmed down, knowing that being so anxious like a headless fly would have no effect at all.
These days, she also saw that Yang Zimei met many well-known people in City A and had many connections because of divination and feng shui.
By the way, Yang Zimei can do fortune telling!
An idea flashed in Lin Qingmei's mind, and she hurriedly grabbed Yang Zimei's hand, "Xiaomei, hurry up and make a fortune for Song Xuan to see whether he will be good or bad this time."
Yang Zimei nodded and began to calculate.
The hexagram showed great misfortune, but in the end, the danger was turned into misfortune.
Although the hexagram showed that the danger was averted, Yang Zimei still felt uncomfortable.
Song Xuan was a noble and upright person, and he lived a peaceful life after meeting each other. Now he was suddenly framed and imprisoned. It is simply too much.
"Sister Qingmei, the hexagram indicates that danger will be turned into safety. Mr. Song will be fine. Don't be anxious."
Yang Zimei ignored the ominous image and only talked about the latter part directly.
"real?"
Lin Qingmei's eyes lit up, burning with hope.
"Well, you should rest well at home. I'm going to find a way now. I will definitely bring Mr. Song back to you safe and sound. And -"
Yang Zimei looked at the big seals posted everywhere, his eyes suddenly turned cold, "I want those people to kneel down and tear off these seals one by one!"
"Xiao Mei, please don't do anything impulsive and illegal!"
Lin Qingmei saw something was wrong with her expression, so she hurriedly pulled her and said, "Take everything slowly."
Yang Zimei put away the irritation on her face and said to Lin Qingmei with a smile, "Okay, Sister Qingmei, I won't break the law."
Even though she looked like this on the surface, the agitation could not be suppressed but came out.
Although she has been practicing Qi Guiding, whenever something happens to someone she cares about, her original calm temperament changes and she becomes surly and full of evil spirits.
Long Zhutian kept watching.
He reached out and took her slightly clenched hand.
With her small hand wrapped in his big warm hand, Yang Zimei's agitation slowly dissipated a little, and she turned to him and smiled, "Let's go, let's go to the police station first."