Chapter 78 Conspiracy

  "What's wrong with you, I've been watching your recent behavior and it seems like you're getting a bit too bored." Zhao Jie saw Song Changlin and got annoyed, her tone involuntarily became heavier.

  Song Changlin, however, was nonchalant: "Juan'er, we've been apart for so long, I've always been thinking of you. That guy is no good, don't be deceived by him, he's not sincere towards you."

  "He's not sincere, are you? At least he's better than you, he won't abandon me."

  "I know I was wrong back then, please forgive me this time, my dearest has always been you." Song Changlin's words were full of emotion, his narrow eyes shining with tenderness, as if they could drown someone.

  Zhao Juan was unmoved: "What's the big deal? You were willing to divorce me back then, weren't you? Besides, now that you have a wife and daughter, can't you just grow up and stop making mistakes?"

  "I know I'm no good, can't we just start over?"

  Zhao Juan was so angry that she almost died. How could this person not understand what others are saying? They just couldn't communicate, and now she regretted being blind to his flaws from the start.

  From Wu Meili's perspective, it was just two people talking intimately, close together. She was about to get angry, her fingernails digging into her palm, fresh blood flowing out, dripping onto the ground. She didn't want to look anymore, every glance felt piercing, she turned around and ran away hastily.

  The two people who were arguing were completely unaware and still couldn't come to an agreement. In the end, Zhao Juan was helpless and didn't even want to try to persuade them anymore.

  "No matter what, I'm going to be with Hu Jianmin. What you say is useless, so I advise you not to waste your thoughts. You should know that your words are ineffective. The purpose of my visit today is to settle the past with you. From now on, let's pretend we don't know each other and treat each other as strangers."

  "How can you say that, what about our relationship back then? Are you going to abandon it too? Even if you don't consider me, think about the child! What kind of life will a child have under the stepfather's rule?" Song Changlin even used Song Jie as a shield.

  "Mind your own business, I can handle my kid's affairs. You didn't interfere in the past and you don't need to in the future either. That's all, I'm leaving." Zhao Juan turned around and left without any hesitation or lingering sentiment.

  Song Changlin suddenly realized that he seemed to have never understood this woman at all.

  Wu Meili returned home, feeling restless and uneasy. She paced back and forth in the house, as if possessed by a demon, her mind fixed on getting rid of Zhao Juan, but it wasn't that easy.

  Zhao Juan was obviously entangled in a long-standing emotional relationship with Song Changlin. That place was not where those fox spirits could be easily dismissed. Jealousy tormented her rationality, making her on the verge of hysteria.

  Forcing herself to calm down, she began to think of a countermeasure. She absolutely couldn't let that woman steal her husband away. What should she do?

  Suddenly she brightened up. With a ferocious expression, she thought of a sinister plan. At this time, Song Changlin came back, and she immediately changed her face, walking forward with a smile, without showing any trace of the terror from just before.

  Zhao Juan returned home and also knew that Song Changlin would not give up easily. She was extremely tired, leaning on the chair and didn't even want to move.

  Song Jie had long known that Zhao Juan went to see Song Changlin, and it was useless to say anything now. To be honest, Song Changlin just wanted to enjoy the benefits of others, which was simply unrealistic.

  At this time, the mother and daughter did not think that a conspiracy was quietly approaching.

  It's another weekend, the autumn wind is rustling, and the weather outside is changing greatly. The daytime often brings strong winds, but at this moment, Zhao Juan received a letter.

  The letter said it was an appointment with her at Baima Road. There is something to say about Song Changlin, saying that there is a way to help her get rid of the man, and the ending is unsigned.

  Zhao Juan repeatedly thought about it, originally planning not to go, but unexpectedly she went after all. It can be seen that Song Changlin's harassment of her made her feel very depressed. How could Wu Meili not have investigated clearly beforehand? She naturally understood Zhao Juan's situation like the back of her hand.

  Song Jie had been paying close attention to family matters recently, and when she saw Zhao Juan receive the letter, her brow furrowed in concern. She felt something was off, and as soon as Zhao Juan tried to leave, Song Jie instinctively cast a tracking spell on her.

  After picking up the letter that was covered by books on her desk, she read it once and felt a taste of conspiracy, her heart beating "thump thump thump" faster and faster.

  Can't delay any longer, afraid of changes. Song Jie didn't say anything to anyone and went out the door, following the tracking curse as he moved forward.

  But her short legs can't compare with Zhao Juan's, and besides, reading the letter wasted time, even running would be slower.

  Song Jie was sweating profusely and ran desperately forward, the sparse pedestrians on the road looked at her in astonishment, but she didn't even have time to glance back.

  She suddenly stopped in her tracks, slapped her forehead and scolded herself with a "stupid". She saw her small hand waving, reciting "Light Body Spell", and quickly accelerated.

  Pedestrians on the road only felt a shadowy figure "whoosh" by, and before they could react, it was gone. They all thought it was an illusion.

  Luckily there aren't surveillance cameras all over the streets now, or else she wouldn't have dared to be so unscrupulous.

  She walked faster and soon saw Zhao Juan far ahead. She stopped in her tracks, keeping a distance from behind, neither too close nor too far.

  Zhao Juan walked slowly and stopped on a relatively desolate street. Today's wind was really too strong, and there were originally not many people walking on the road, and now not even a single figure could be seen.

  Zhao Juan turned around a few times and suddenly saw several burly men coming from the front, wearing thick clothes that were bulging.

  Her vigilant nerve finally started, turned around and walked back, and her footsteps got faster and faster. After all, she was still hesitant and unsure, or she would have run away long ago.

  The footsteps of those big men were getting denser and closer. Zhao Juan only felt that the not-so-loud sound shook her eardrum, and the sweat on her head came out densely, but she didn't even dare to lift her hand to wipe it away, and could only stiffly walk forward.

  "Sister." A voice called out from behind, and a hand patted her shoulder. Zhao Juan's heart skipped a beat as she thought to herself "I'm done for".

  She lifted her leg and wanted to run, but she didn't run a few steps before someone covered her mouth from behind and dragged her into a dark alley next to them.

  Song Jie saw that Jian was so anxious that he was about to spit fire, damn it, there really was a problem. She quickly followed him and ran to the bottom of the hidden wall, took a look inside, Zhao Juan was shocked, desperate, tears all over her face.

  Those big men surrounded her in the middle, and one of them was even holding a dagger.

  Song Jie was so anxious, her mind went blank, she had never seen such a scene before, what to do? Right, she knew spells, which one should she use, she forced herself to calm down.

  At this time, Song Jie was really at a loss, her usual cleverness and energy had long been thrown away.

  The big man covering Zhao Juan's mouth threatened: "Don't make a sound, did you hear me?" After finishing speaking, he also made a slashing motion with the dagger in his hand and then put it down.

  Zhao Juan suddenly shouted: "Save me! Save me!"

  "You stinky girls, dare you not listen to me?" The big man raised his hand and gave Zhao Juan a slap, signaling the younger brother to cover her mouth again.

  "Wu, wu" Zhao Juan struggled incessantly, refusing to give up until death.

  "Tap, tap", suddenly footsteps came from nearby, Song Jie's ears were sharp and she immediately heard that it was coming from the other end of the alley. She immediately became spirited, had someone arrived?

  The people in the alley were highly vigilant, staring tightly at the entrance of the alley. The weak sunlight shone on the shadow that was cast on the ground, and as it drew near, everyone held their breath.

  A figure emerged, and everyone took a closer look. It was a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. Due to the dim light, only his messy hair in front of his eyes could be seen, blown by the strong wind.

  Zhao Juan's mood changed from hope to despair in just a few dozen seconds.

  Song Jie was also disappointed for a moment, due to the boy's buffer, her mood finally calmed down, and her brain began to function normally again.

  "Hey, kid, get back a bit, this isn't a place for you to play around." one of the tall and burly men said with a threatening tone.

  The boy, however, didn't care and casually brushed off the nonexistent dust on his pants, saying nonchalantly: "I'll stay here, it's none of your business."

  "Good kid, dare to disobey your grandfather's words? You're looking for death. Skinny donkey, come on, give him a taste of the severity." The big man with the knife ordered the long-faced big man.

  Chang Lian listened to the order, and with a sly smile, he licked his dry, cracked lips. Step by step, he walked towards the young man's direction. Song Jie and Zhao Juan both secretly wiped away cold sweat for that young man.

  The young man, however, was fearless and took the initiative. He quickly knocked Long Face to the ground with a few swift kicks and pinned him down with one foot on his back, rendering him completely immobile.

  "Humph, still a young whippersnapper, fine, all of you come at me." The burly man with the knife was enraged and was determined to teach this stinky little brat a lesson.

  The crowd rushed forward, leaving only one covering his mouth and the leader standing aside watching.

  There were six people in total, with three of them rushing forward. The young man also became serious, kicking the long-faced person to one side and focusing on fighting back. It was then that the three people pulled out steel pipes from their clothes, causing the young man's expression to become even more solemn.

  Song Jie had long since calmed down and didn't need to expose her own hand, so it was better to just use these few people to secretly practice her skills. Hmph, she wouldn't let them off easy.

  Several big men slowly approached, and the boy's nerves were tense. One of them picked up a steel pipe and swung it at the boy's head, but the boy dodged quickly and kicked out with one foot, striking the man in the stomach.

  It was now that Song Jie flew a bundle of binding curse, and the big man immediately stopped moving. The young man kicked him to the ground with one foot, knocking the big man to the ground.

  Song Jie quickly lifted the spell, just now was not very skilled, the spell took too long, the big man was a bit stiff, almost drew attention.

  Next time I'll be more skilled, who knows that young man is puzzled, how can it be useful to look at but not use? When fighting, he doesn't even know how to dodge, just like a motionless target. Who would have thought, isn't he just a motionless target?