Dear Mr. Shi

Gu Youli’s husband, Gu Youli seems to have told her that the computer is like a toy in her husband’s hands, so he should be able to help with this?

Song Qinghuan immediately picked up his phone and called Gu Youli.

"Qinghuan," Song Qinghuan asked immediately when Gu Youli's voice rang from the other end, without circumscribing: "Youli, last time you said that your husband is a computer expert, it’s not easy to do things about computers. Is it to him?"

Gu Youli was eating cake, scooped a piece of it into his mouth, and replied vaguely: "Yes, his computer is pretty good."

Song Qinghuan asked, "Will he change his shape on the video?"

"What? Transformation? Wuxia novels?" Gu Youli asked hehe.

Song Qinghuan explained: "In fact, the two videos are combined together, and the protagonist in it has a different face? It's a high-level PS!"

Gu Youli said unsurely: "I don't know this very well. Let me ask him for you. Wait a moment, and I will call you later."

Song Qinghuan nodded again and again: "Okay, thank you!"

"No thanks, who and who are we? It means that I went to City A to choose rough stones last time, and Shi Yuhan helped me a lot." Gu Youli said, putting down the spoon in his hand and heading to the study room where Feibai was. go with.

In the process of waiting, Song Qinghuan became more uncomfortable and looked even more anxious. In addition to walking around, she kept rubbing her hands and clinging to the phone in her hands.

Suddenly, the phone in Song Qinghuan's hand vibrated. She thought it was Gu Youli who was calling, and quickly slid the answer button, not even paying attention to who was calling.

And as soon as he was connected, he immediately asked: "You Li, can you?"

Zhang Jie's voice came from the other end of the phone, with ridicule: "Song Qinghuan, it seems that you are not worried about your daughter,"

Song Qinghuan's heart sank: "Zhang Jie, is it you?"

Zhang Jie smiled sarcastically: "Otherwise who do you think it is? Reasonable? Is it another man who is fascinated by me?"

Song Qinghuan didn't say anything, but his breath increased: "..."

Zhang Jie said again: "Song Qinghuan, how are you thinking about it?"

Song Qinghuan gasped roughly, as if it were very difficult to say: "I promise you, I will go to Si Jianan later, and have a substantial relationship with him, but how should I trust you? I am with Si Jianan. Now, will you return your daughter to me?"

Zhang Jie said coldly: "You have no bargaining chips to negotiate terms with me!"

With a helpless sigh, Song Qinghuan said, "Yes, I don't have a bargaining chip, but what bargaining chip do you have? I don't even know if my daughter is in your hands. Zhang Jie, why do you think that I will listen? You can keep out the cold when you leave."

Zhang Jie shrugged in front of the room: "Of course your daughter is in my hands. If you want to make sure this is not easy, you just need to go to Si Jianan. I have given Si Jianan a video in the morning, and you are there. Daughter."

Song Qinghuan was taken aback, and inexplicably suffocated in pain: "You gave the video Si Jianan, did you tell Si Jianan everything?"

Zhang Jie smiled slightly, and laughed hard: "Yes, why he is also one of the protagonists, why should I tell him?"

Stubbornly resisting the urge to go violently, Song Qinghuan's voice couldn't be suppressed with anger: "What do you want to do? You want me to do that so that you are willing to return your daughter to me?"