"Black interests... In this way, Cai Mingfu holds a lot of handles from the father and son of the Xie family in his hands." Song Che pondered.

"That's right, as long as Cai Mingfu can be caught, then all the evidences of the Xie family's father and son can be verified, but now people have run away..." Xiao Wu looked unwilling.

"What do you say from Ge Zhongyuan?" Song Che asked.

Xiao Wu sighed, "I have sent someone to hunt me down, but I just don't know..."

Halfway through the conversation, Xiao Wu did not continue, but Song Che naturally understood the meaning of this.

"Don't worry, now Mayor Liu has personally ordered this case, so Ge ​​Zhongyuan has no choice but to do his best." Song Che smiled, "And I believe our Director Ge will not miss such a good opportunity to make contributions."

"I hope this is the case. If Xie Wenbin is letting me escape from the law, I don't know how to explain to Tingting." Xiao Wu gritted his teeth.

"I spend more time with my girlfriend. Physical trauma can be healed, and psychological trauma cannot be taken care of. She was very frightened this time. I can't help it in this regard." Song Che patted his shoulder.

"I can." Xiao Wu nodded seriously.

...

When Song Che returned to Laowu Lane, it was already dark and the fragrance of food wafted out of the house.

"It's a coincidence that the food is just served. You can wash your hands and eat it." Aunt Wu walked out in her apron and said with a smile.

Song Che smiled and looked around, but did not notice Wu Bijun: "Aunt Wu, where is Bijun?"

"This child is going out to be a tutor again, so we don't have to wait for her to have dinner." Aunt Wu looked up at the hazy sky that was about to rain, and her face was full of worry. "When she finished class, it was late at night. It was still raining, which was so worrying..."

"It's okay, I'll go pick Bijun home." Song Che said with a smile, "Does Auntie know the location of Bijun's tutor?"

"I know, but you have been working for a day and have worked very hard. Now you have to pick up Bijun, this..." Aunt Wu's face was full of shame.

"Look, I'm eating and drinking here, and I don't treat myself as an outsider. Aunt Wu should not be out of here." Song Che said with a smile.

"Then... it's OK. You should be careful when you go out!" Aunt Wu said with a smile. When she went back to the house, she murmured: "Oh, it's always much better to have a man at home."

“…”

After dinner, Song Che took an umbrella to the place where Wu Bijun was tutoring.

This is a high-end residential area located on the edge of the downtown area. There is also access control at the entrance, and outsiders are generally not allowed to enter and exit at will.

Song Che originally planned to call Wu Bijun to wait for her to come out, but he didn't expect to see Wu Bijun standing at the entrance of the community, talking to a beautiful young woman and a little girl.

"Xiaojun, it's almost raining, and I'm not relieved if you are a girl walking at night. I'd better drive you back." The young woman suggested.

Wu Bijun declined, "No need to be so troublesome. It won't rain for a while. My house is not far away, so there will be no trouble."

Then, Wu Bijun waved his hand at the little girl and said, "Xi Xi, then we'll see you tomorrow night."

The little girl nodded obediently and waved her hand: "Goodbye Teacher Wu."

Wu Bijun smiled slightly and was about to say goodbye and leave when suddenly a familiar voice came from beside him:

"The tutor doesn't look at the time, Aunt Wu is very worried at home." Song Che walked over and said with a smile.

Seeing Song Che appear, Wu Bijun was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Song Che: "What do you care about me?"

But looking at the umbrella that Song Che held in her hand, a warm current surged inexplicably in her heart. She was probably a little moved. She hesitated for a moment and explained actively: "The child is about to start school, and the homework is a bit tight. I will pay attention next time."

Song Che was also used to this girl's knives and slandering, so she didn't care much about it.

However, when he took a casual look at the little girl, his brows frowned slightly.

The little girl looked about ten years old, with beautiful eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a little listless. When she met Song Che's eyes, she shrank back timidly and hid behind the young woman.

"This kid is so cute." Song Che praised first, and then asked the young woman: "But it seems that her spirit is not very good. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

The young woman was stunned, but when she saw that he was Wu Bijun's friend, she replied: "I just took my body temperature in the morning, at 37.8 degrees, and there was a sign of fever. I'll give her medicine first."

"I feel uncomfortable and it's not enough to just take medicine. If it's necessary, I have to go to the hospital for a look." Song Che suggested.

The young woman secretly muttered about Song Che's "nostalgic business", but said politely: "Okay, I'll observe for another two days, and take her to the hospital without the fever."

Wu Bijun also felt that Song Che was too abrupt, so she pulled the corner of his clothes and said angrily: "What are you doing? You scared her child!" At the same time, she apologized to the young woman: "Sister Sun, I'm sorry, my friend is a doctor, it's a professional disease criminal, don't mind."

Upon hearing this, the young woman suddenly smiled.

Seeing that the other person was disapproving, Song Che didn't say anything more, but just told him before leaving: "Don't kick the quilt when you sleep at night."

"Hey, you're a doctor, you're going to be shit!" Wu Bijun quickly pulled Song Che to say goodbye, leaving behind a mother and daughter who were confused.

"Hey, what are you going to do? The child just has a fever. If you make such a serious act, it will scare people!"

After walking far, Wu Bijun scolded him again in anger.

Song Che shook his head: "She is not a little bit young, so it's better to pay attention."

"You're panting, right? You can tell at a glance that they're sick and need the hospital equipment for what?" Wu Bijun curled his lips, "If you weren't working in the hospital, I would tie you up as a charlatan!"

Song Che smiled helplessly and looked at the little girl carefully. He knew in his heart that the disease was not serious and would not endanger his life at least. Moreover, the current medical level in the hospital should be easy to treat.

At this time, raindrops fell from the sky.

"This weather, it rains when it rains..." Wu Bijun just raised her hand to block her head, and the top of her head was covered by an umbrella.

"It's time to know how to miss me." Song Che joked with an umbrella, and at the same time he moved closer to Wu Bijun, trying to cover the two of them as much as possible.

Wu Bijun was stunned, instinctively retreated aside, and muttered, "Why did you come with an umbrella?"

"I'll just have an umbrella!" Song Che said innocently, "Just let it go, it's enough for two people to play an umbrella."

"...You honestly explain whether it was intentional!" Wu Bijun stared at Song Che suspiciously, "Do you want to take this opportunity to have unreasonable thoughts on me!"

"Do you have paranoia for persecution?" Song Che looked at Wu Bijun and curled his lips: "Do you love to hold on? Go back with the wet!"

As he said that, he walked forward with his umbrella on his own.
Chapter completed!