Chapter 27 Wealthy families are not so easy to marry
After Song Qifan left, Wutong threw the cup that Zhou Luheng had drunk directly into the trash can, and the tea in his mouth was not swallowed, he spit it into the trash can, and then wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, lay on the sofa, and tapped his fingers rhythmically on the sofa, with a victorious smile on his face.
She didn't know what was wrong with her, she was really a little proud to see Song Qifan like this.
Thinking of the picture of being bullied by the Song brothers when he was a child, and thinking of the future when the brothers were played with by themselves, every cell in the body seemed to be excited.
It turns out that he is still bad in his bones, and his scheming is also terrible.
She took out her mobile phone and clicked on WeChat, Song Qihe asked to add friends, Wutong clicked on it, the avatar was when he was a child, and it was really the cheap face in her memory that she wanted to slap eighteen palms when she saw it.
Song Qihe: What are you doing, why do you agree now?
Wutong: I'm playing with you to get away with it, it's not appropriate to be early, I have to hang you.
Song Qihe: I really haven't seen any other woman in your new tricks, and I just admit it when you want to capture and indulge you.
Sycamore: Aren't you drunk, and you don't sleep yet?
Song Qihe: I can't sleep, I miss you.
Wutong felt that he was vomited by nausea, and sure enough, he spent a lot of money, and said love words as if he didn't want money.
Wutong: Then you can think about it tomorrow, it's not bad for this night, and go to bed early when you're drunk.
Song Qifan: What type of pajamas does Xiao Xia Xia like to wear, take pictures of pajamas for my brother to see.
Sycamore: No, but you can fantasize about how sexy you are.
After speaking, Wutong directly turned off his mobile phone and took a shower and went to sleep.
At night, I dreamed of the scenes I experienced in the Song family when I was a child, Song Qihe lost something, Song Qifan didn't say that she stole it, and it was useless for her to defend herself, and later Song Qifan used the so-called Song family rules to let the servants educate her with whips, and she was whipped open and fleshy.
She was only seven years old, and her mother had just died, and there was no one to protect him.
She woke up from a dream, this has been the case all these years, even if she has been away from the Song family for many years, but the nightmare has always followed her, and she can't get rid of it.
She opened the window to let the cool breeze blow in from outside, and there was a faint pain in her heart.
Yang Yi My love, are you okay?
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When I got up in the morning, the dark circles under my eyes were quite serious, so I simply put on makeup and went to work, and as soon as I entered the office, Mr. Chen asked her to go to his office.
Sycamore just pushed the door in.
I saw Song Qihe crossing Erlang's legs and drinking freshly ground coffee leisurely.
"Morning, little Xiaxia. ”
Wutong smiled at him: "Even if I had a hangover last night, I didn't delay getting up early today, it seems that I am not very attractive." ”
"It's all said that it's not a bubble, it's a chase. ”
He said and pointed to the breakfast on the table: "The breakfast specially made for you, I made it myself." ”
Wutong is welcome, she didn't eat breakfast, she happened to be hungry, opened it and saw such a beautiful breakfast, what did he do?
I didn't believe her to death.
This kind of playboy makes his own breakfast when he makes a girl, and he is not so idle.
At this time, Song Qihe conjured a red rose from behind him: "Flowers match beauty." ”
Sycamore took it, but plucked the petals one by one.
"You don't like roses, tell my brother what you like, and my brother will buy them for you." ”
"The reason why I broke up with my ex-boyfriend is because he doesn't want to marry me, but he just wants to sleep with me, what about me, don't look at the openness of talking, in fact, it's quite traditional, and refuses to have any behavior before marriage, so Mr. Song, you want me to play with you, then take it as if you want to sleep with me, don't dream without that legal certificate." ”
After Wutong finished speaking, he got up and said elegantly: "Thank you for your breakfast." ”
"Xia Xia has a lot of appetite, and the wealthy family is not so easy to marry. Song Qihe grabbed her waist domineeringly, took it into his arms, looked into her eyes and said.
"Mr. Song has a big appetite, a breakfast and a rose, or give me three or five hundred thousand yuan and want to sleep with me? ”
Wutong pushed Song Qihe away vigorously.
"I'm really interested in you, but I can't marry a woman of ordinary status, let's say, how much do you want to make a price directly, I originally wanted to play a romantic game with you, but I found that you are too uninteresting. ”
Song Qihe suddenly lost his patience, but he was very unwilling to eat this piece of meat in his mouth.
"One hundred million, I'll consider it if I can get it, aren't you the brother of the richest man?
Song Qihe was momentarily disappointed.
"Did you already know my identity that day? ”
He obviously only wanted to have a relationship with her for a short time, but for some reason he was disappointed to know that she was deliberately close.
"You think it's so. ”
After saying that, Wutong strode away.
"It's not that I don't have 100 million, it's just that where are you worth me spending so much money, five million, you think about it, there will be no store in this village after that. ”
Song Qihe felt that she would definitely agree in the end, this kind of woman wanted to be the wife of the Song family, it was not light, and she didn't look at her identity, and she was ashamed to dare to offer a price of 100 million, which was really crazy.
Five million, he guessed that she would agree in the end, after all, this money is also an astronomical amount for a woman like her.
However, Song Qihe waited for more than a month, but what he was waiting for was blocked by her on WeChat, and he didn't answer the phone.