Pingcheng, Fenghua Building.

The lights of the Tianzi No. 1 box are extremely bright, bright as day, the sound of the piano is bursting, and the fragrance is floating.

Lin Yinuo sat on the main seat, absentmindedly playing with the celadon teacup, until Song Yan finished talking about the recent situation of the Xu family, she asked lightly: "Has the Xu family had a funeral recently?"

"This ......"

Song Yan pursed his lips in embarrassment, not knowing how to speak.

Lin Yinuo's half-drooping eyelids suddenly lifted, and there was an imperceptible ruthlessness in the eyes of the seductive fox.

Loud, cold and harsh," he said. ”

Song Yan's heart tightened, thinking of the master behind her, and hurriedly said in a strict manner: "Your uncle didn't hold a funeral for your mother, as for your cousin Xu Yan, on the day I heard that the news of the death reached the Xu family, Xu Yao also specially brought his family to Fenghualou for a meal. ”

When he said the last word, Lin Yinuo suddenly glanced at him directly, there was not much emotion in his dark and deep eyes, but the frightened Song Yanwei suddenly trembled, and his heart beat like thunder.

Secretly said, no wonder she can become the top pet of Haicheng Fu Ye, this appearance and aura are afraid that anyone will be inferior to her by three points.

If it really makes her unhappy, don't say that the Song family is just to reshuffle the entire Pingcheng push cards...... The more Song Yan thought about it, the more frightened he became, and a layer of cold sweat unconsciously appeared on his forehead.

Fortunately, Lin Yinuo quickly retracted his gaze, casually threw down the teacup, leaned back, and poured out a lazy breath, "Xu Yao is so interested." ”

Ten days ago, there were two murders in Haicheng, the first was Xu Jing's tragic death in a mental hospital, and the second was Xu Yan's strangulation under a birch tree.

A sister and a nephew all died tragically in other places, and Xu Yao, his brother and uncle, didn't even do a face-saving project.

Is it sure that no one can do anything with him, right?

Her tone was lazy and light, if it weren't for the murderous intent in her final tone, Song Yan almost thought that she didn't care that her mother was treated like this by Xu Yao.

"Miss Lin hasn't been back to Pingcheng for many years, so I don't know what your uncle is ......."

Song Yan was saying when someone suddenly kicked the door open.

Lin Yinuo subconsciously raised his eyes, only to see a young man with a wild head in his hands and stride.

Caught up in her sight unsuspectingly, the young man was stunned for a moment, and then quickly replied to her with a ruffian and evil smile, "You are Miss Lin?"

He deliberately bit the word 'Miss', and the humiliation was obvious.

Lin Yinuo raised his eyebrows slightly, and before he could speak, Song Yan beside him stood up suddenly, and said angrily: "Song Tianguang, how can you talk?

Song Tianguang raised his eyes uninhibitedly, the smile on his lips was provocative, and his tone was soothing: "I'm sorry, I never take Chinese class, I don't know what convergence means." ”

"I'm sorry Mr. Song, I didn't stop Young Master Song. ”

The waitress who came in behind Song Tianguang early in the morning, but had been ignored, apologized head-on, for fear that if she didn't say anything again, the father and son would fight.

Song Tianguang, the only son of the Song family, the head of the four wealthy families in Pingcheng, is also one of the famous demon kings of Pingcheng.

Lin Yinuo suddenly understood where his hostility towards her came from, and his eyes were faintly tilted against Song Tianguang, who was sitting on a chair beside her, deliberately supporting his head with one hand.

I have to admit it.

He looks very good, his eyebrows and eyes are delicate and deep, and there is a wild air that inadvertently blows on his face, looking mixed and ruffian, like an addictive poppy.

Song Tianguang looked at Lin Yinuo directly for a moment, and then spoke, "Miss Lin is so beautiful, does she have a boyfriend?"

His tone stayed at the blurred boundary between ambiguous and sultry, and he was a flirtatious veteran when he heard it.

Song Yan, who had just finished sending the waiter, gasped in fright when he heard this, and hurriedly reprimanded: "Song Tianguang, I don't care how you mess with me outside, but you have to treat her as a sister, do you hear it!"

Lin Yinuo's eyelids drooped and corrected: "It's my sister." ”

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and then changed his words: "Yes, sister." ”

Sister?

Song Tianguang's eyes narrowed slightly, and a little emotion crossed his eyes, but he quickly recovered his stubbornness, looking at Lin Yinuo's gaze, critical and exposed.

"What sister?can you eat, or can you soak it?or ......?"

"Song Tianguang, hurry up and get back to class for me, don't make trouble here. ”

Song Yan heard the meaning of his words, interrupted urgently, and even had the intention of stepping forward to do something.

But Lin Yinuo took the first step, splashed Song Tianguang's face full of tea, and said expressionlessly: "Next time, I will come out after brushing my teeth." ”

She moved so fast that no one could see her.

Song Yan's heart suddenly sank, for fear that Lin Yinuo would really be angry, so he hurriedly issued an ultimatum, "Song Tianguang, if you don't get out again, I will stop all your cards immediately!"

Song Tianguang came and went quickly, like a gust of wind.

"I'm sorry, my son has reached the rebellious period, and no one can control it, and he is lawless. Last time, because I didn't grab Lin Tianwang's concert tickets, I turned around and fought at school, which was simply ......"

Although Song Yan looked down on Lin Yinuo's background from the bottom of his heart, three years ago, he saw with his own eyes that the bigwigs in Haicheng spoiled her to the sky.

Considering the big guys behind her, Song Yan had to observe her face while trying her best to explain.

I'm afraid that she will turn her head and sue.

"It's fine. ”

Lin Yinuo lowered his eyes and wiped his wet fingers carelessly, "There is a debtor and a debtor, and I won't remember Song Tianguang's matter on your head." ”

Song Yan: "......"

"Knock-"

Two polite knocks rang out at the door.

Song Yan subconsciously looked at Lin Yinuo, and when he saw her indifferent, he raised his voice: "Who?"

The waitress outside the door asked respectfully, "Mr. Song, there is a gentleman named Xu Yao who wants to go in and toast you." ”

Xu Yao?

When Song Yan heard this, he directly handed over the decision to Lin Yinuo, "Miss Lin, do you see?"