Fang Huaian was worried about Song Yiqing, but he had already made plans.

If no witnesses can be found, he will have to look for connections...

He was principled and aboveboard in doing things, and he almost never opened his mouth to anyone.

The only one who could make him make an exception was Song Yiqing.

"Comrade Fang, it's time for you to visit the prison!"

The police outside reminded him that this was a female detention room and it was not convenient for him to stay for a long time.

He still had a lot to say to Song Yiqing.

Looking at Song Yiqing's nonchalant face, his worries must have been unnecessary.

"I'll see you again tomorrow!"

"Um."

Fang Huaian received a cold reception and blamed all his faults on the young policeman.

Before leaving, I didn't forget to give him a fierce look.

The young policeman shrank his neck guiltily. He admitted that Song Yiqing was beautiful, but he had absolutely no intention of seducing him.

On the cruise ship, he had seen the methods of the two of them, and they were ruthless and decisive.

He couldn't afford to offend either of the two people in front of him.

It's all the captain's fault for giving him this hard job!

As soon as Fang Huaian left, the little policeman put away the dishes and chopsticks dejectedly: "Mrs. Fang, have you finished eating? I will put them away after you finish."

Song Yiqing looked at him a little funny, her face looked like she had seen a ghost.

The sunny and cheerful boy instantly turned into a melancholy little prince.

Feeling sorry that he had become cannon fodder in the quarrel between the two of them, Song Yiqing didn't feel too embarrassed and asked him to pack up and leave quickly.

Lu Xiaoman's eyes still fell on her, and her sharp eyes were extremely aggressive.

Song Yiqing raised her head several times and was able to make eye contact with her, and she didn't dodge.

The two people's eyes met, sparks of lightning and thunder flew out.

"Are you really Fang Huaian's wife?"

Song Yiqing was silent.

She didn't want to admit it, but it was the truth.

Lu Xiaoman put her hands on her hips: "Let me ask you something, are you mute?"

She acted resolutely and no one dared to ignore her words.

"So what?"

The conversation between the two was filled with smoke, and the people around them automatically stepped back, leaving a large space to the two of them.

Song Yiqing has fair skin and slender fingers. She looks like a weak woman who cannot lift her shoulders or resist her hands.

She and Fang Huaian stood together. They matched in appearance, but they didn't match in strength at all.

Lu Xiaoman couldn't help but nodded, acquiescing to his judgment.

"You are not worthy of Shang Huai'an."

She is straight-tempered and says whatever is on her mind.

Song Yiqing snorted coldly. The woman in front of her couldn't be as admired as Fang Huaian.

It's really funny to say in front of her that she is not worthy of Fang Huaian.

She doesn't understand her, can she tell it with her eyes alone?

"I'm not worthy of it, how can you be?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't like that cold-faced devil Fang Huaian."

Song Yiqing likes this nickname.

He doesn't like to laugh and often has a straight face, but it's not just a cold face!

"Then why are you asking so much?"

"I'm just telling the truth."

Lu Xiaoman is 1.75 meters tall. Standing in front of Song Yiqing, who is only 1.68 meters tall, she is half a head taller than her.

No one has ever dared to challenge her face to face.

She crossed her arms and said, "Why do you say I'm not worthy of him?"

"With your small stature..."

Lu Xiaoman reached out to poke Song Yiqing's shoulder, but Song Yiqing ducked and her hand fell away.

She exerted her strength, the inertia was great, and her body leaned forward.

How dare she dodge her!

With her backhand, she made a tiger claw shape with her palm and struck her throat.

The other party took action!

Song Yiqing raised her hand to fight back and blocked her attack with an elbow.

Lu Xiaoman was surprised that she could avoid his attack.

Before she could recover, Song Yiqing took the initiative and swept her legs down, tripping her to the ground.

"Good guy!"

Sure enough, there were times when she underestimated her enemy.

Lu Xiaoman rolled back and stood up, but Song Yiqing cut off her escape.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and caught her palm with her hand.

The two of them were going back and forth, and the people around them were so angry that they even forgot to call the police.

The women in the room didn't dare to blink, for fear of missing such a wonderful showdown.

The people around were silent for a while and began to whisper, discussing which of the two of them was more powerful.

"Do you think the taller one will win or the shorter one?"

"It's high, you see she's always attacking."

"No, no, no, I think the shorter one is more powerful, and the taller one doesn't have any advantage at all."

Someone couldn't hold back and secretly placed a bet behind the scenes, betting on who would win.

The hearts of the onlookers followed the movements of the two of them.

Song Yiqing's palm wind was sharp and she used clever energy.

Lu Xiaoman specializes in strength, and her moves are ruthless.

After coming to this world, Song Yiqing has not yet met a comparable opponent.

Lu Xiaoman is the first!

The more she fought, the more excited she became. The battle was stalemate, with neither top nor bottom.

There was a lot of movement in the detention room, which alerted the police outside.

When the little policeman saw Song Yiqing and Lu Xiaoman fighting, he slapped his thigh anxiously.

These two little ancestors cannot afford to offend!

"Stop fighting, stop fighting."

He wanted to step forward to stop them, but their moves were fast and accurate, so it would be easy to hurt innocent people if they stepped forward rashly.

Lu Xiaoman's forehead was sweating slightly. Anyone who could reach a tie with him should not be underestimated.

When she thought about the loss she suffered at the hands of Fang Huaian, she was determined to defeat Song Yiqing today.

If you can't bully Fang Huaian, then you can bully his wife.

Based on how much he values ​​his wife, he must be distressed to train her.

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and his hands moved faster, reaching for Song Yiqing's skirt.

There was a tearing sound, and her clothes were torn.

Unfortunately, the seat of the pocket was torn open.

Inside was the end-of-work gift given to her by Fang Jinnian, a small frog.

When he left the police station, Qian Dingzhu and Wan told him that the little frog would protect her and asked her to keep it well.

Song Yiqing was moved and carefully put it in her pocket.
To be continued...