He Mu Ming came out of the local police station, and song ran kept on calling Shan Rao.


    "Check to see if there are any suspicious people around you these days."


    When the phone was connected, the smile of the man''s mouth just floated. Before he could say the words of greetings, he was caught off guard by the indifference of the woman.


    Realizing that the situation was not right, he quickly changed his face, walked from the window to his desk, pulled up his chair and sat down, "what do you mean?"


    "Someone cut ah Heng''s hair." Song ran drove straight to the airport. On the way, she switched the call to Bluetooth. She stepped on the elerator and exined, "I suspect that Mrs. Smith has made another move to prove that you are not rted to the child by blood. Now I''m not sure whether her starting point is you or shangrui."


    The deeper the man frowned, the pen he had picked up to write and draw in his hand suddenly stopped, and his face suddenly became ugly, "when did it happen?"


    "I''ve been checked. I''m on the Shanghai nest night." Song ran drove faster and faster. At thest few seconds of the green light, he rushed across the intersection in front of him. Then he took a breath of relief and said, "I''ming right now. I''ll be flying in half an hour."


    "I''ll pick you up."


    After hearing this, Shan Rao is ready to dial the internal line to ask Yan Hao to postpone today''s work meeting, but the woman quickly vetoed it and asked him, "how many private hospitals are there near Jinli Hotel on Beiyuan Road in Shanghai? Do you have contacts and more important things for you to do. "


    Before cutting off the phone, she ordered some things, and then said, "I have sent the specific information to your assistant. If their starting point is you, I hope you can stop this matter."


    Men''s eyes be deep, a moment does not hesitate to get up to go out, "rest assured."


    When the ne arrived in Shanghai, song ran just got out of the airport when he received a phone call from Shan Rao.


    The man timed the time to report the situation, "yes, Yan Hao is waiting for you outside. He will directly send you to the hospital."


    The woman''s steps were in a hurry, and her whole body was cold. After hearing this, she was still notx. She frowned and asked, "has the matter been solved?"


    The man on the other end of the phone tilted up the corner of his lip and held up on the cold wall with one hand, "how dare I not handle the matter exined by Miss Song?"


    About 20 minutester, on the third floor of theboratory department of a private hospital near Jinli Hotel, a woman in a white chest wrapped dress, a ck shawl suit, and wide Sunsses walked firmly into one of the offices with a leather bag in her hand.


    Behind her was a tall and thin man in a suit. She bowed his back solemnly. Her thin cheek protruded high cheekbones on both sides. After the woman entered the door, she suddenly heard the crisp sound of the bag falling on the desk.


    Mrs. Smith took off her sses in a haughty and indifferent manner, and looked up and down the old doctor whose hair was gray and who had just been raised by the noise.


    "Are you Dr. hao?"


    She held her sunsses in mid air with one arm in one hand and the other palm up.


    Hearing this, the doctor also took off his presbyopia sses, crossed his hands on the table top, and nodded with a smile: "it''s me. Thisdy is looking for me. Is sheing to see a doctor or something else?"


    After that, he looked over her and saw the man behind her. He seemed to suddenly think of something. He said, "isn''t this the gentleman who came to do gic testing two days ago? In the afternoon, the assistant had already called to inform the test results. Did you not receive it or did you have any questions? "


    After a pause, he turned his eyes around and fell on the gloomy woman. "This is your wife?"


    The tall man''s legs trembled with surprise, and repeatedly waved his hands to deny, "no, it''s not..."


    Mrs. Smith''s eyes were cold. She dropped one of her hands and tapped the table twice. "I have questions. The test report says that they are not rted by blood. I want to confirm the results."


    The old doctor heard the speech, and slowly "Oh", and then put on his presbyopia sses again, and began to search in front of a pile of test data: "what''s the name of the tester? I''ll get you a report. "


    "Shangrui." The tall man wiped the sweat on his forehead and responded first.


    "Still Rui... "


    The old doctor lengthened the ending. After a long time, he took out a portion from the bottom and habitually patted the dust that did not exist on it. "Well, it''s here."


    Before turning it over, she was pulled out by the woman in front of her. After opening, her eyes went from top to bottom, and finally fixed on the bottom detection results.


    "Based on the existing data and DNA analysis results, the biological father daughter rtionship between the two subjects was excluded."


    Seeing this, the old doctor pushed up his reading sses and pointed to the bottom row of small characters, "look, the test results will not be wrong."


    When Mrs. Smith heard the speech, her eyes shed with fire. She snapped the information in her hand and fell back on the table again. The corner of her mouth quickly picked up a light smile. "OK, song ran, I really underestimated you."The two children really have nothing to do with shangrui. This unexpected conclusion shocked Mrs. Smith and changed her outlook on Song ran again.


    With a sarcastic smile, she lifted her foot out of the door of the office. The doctor sat in the office chair and raised her hand to raise the document that had been left aside. "Oh, do you report it no longer?"


    Behind her, the tall man rushed to catch up with her. After stopping, she put on her sunsses again, and soon recovered her fierce and arrogant air.


    "Ma''am, would you like to try Shan''s side again? Even if children can''t prove that they are still general, it doesn''t mean they must be... "


    "Forget it." The woman who raised her feet and stepped into the elevator impatiently interrupted, "Shan Rao, be careful when using people. He''s not so good to start with, and..."


    Suddenly, what do you think of in Song Lingguang''s home


    "Absolutely not." The man bowed, very careful but firm, "after the test results came out, I still talked to her on the phone. When the hair was also video, I watched her cut it and put it in the sealed box and put it on the seal."


    The man vowed, just after the exnation, the elevator went down to the first floor, and the door in front of him slowly opened.


    Mrs. Smith''s eyes were slightly narrowed, and her slightly raised steps suddenly stopped. After seeing the men and women standing outside the door, a few surprise and shock shed through her eyes.


    However, all her emotions were restrained and covered up at the first time. When she stepped out of the elevator, she also slightly raised her red lips. She took off her sunsses and showed a shallow smile. "You two, what a coincidence."


    "Oh, Miss Yan, clever, clever." Standing outside the door, Shan Rao takes song Ran''s hand as soon as possible. The touch of ten fingers makes the woman resist subconsciously, but the subtle struggle is easily pressed by the man.


    It seems that Mrs. Smith''s eyelids droop slightly and stares at their sped hands. Song ran doesn''t struggle any more. Instead, she retracts her knuckles, and her curled up belly of her fingers tightly sps the back of the man''s hand.


    "It should be Mrs. Smith." She quietly raised the corners of her lips and looked up and down again, "does Madamee here to see a doctor?"


    "You don''t have to pretend." The woman''s face broke down in an instant. She buried her head and put the sunsses into her bag. Then she raised her haughty chin. "There is no such a coincidence in the world. What are you and I here for? We all know each other well."


    Mrs. Smith, with a cold look, looked at the less emotional woman in front of her, and then sniffed, "do you think so, Miss Song?"


    "Mrs. Smith is so concerned about other people''s family affairs that, frankly, I really don''t understand what you want to do." Song ran was still, and looked at it for a long time, "don''t know if madam would like to talk to me?"