Song Yiheng, who was busy with everything, finally raised his eyes and glared at Song Yihuan angrily, warning him not to talk nonsense. To be honest, knowing that Su Yiqing did not have a marriage contract behind him, his impression of Su Yiqing was better. However, the special treatment she has always given is just Jian Ai's repeated care for herself.

"Have you eaten enough, have you eaten enough and go back to school? Song Yiheng put down the mobile phone in his hand and posed to Song Yiheng as an eldest brother like a father: "If you escape from school again, I will send you back to the UK." ”

"Oh! No, big brother, I still like to study in China!" Song Yihuan raised his hand and begged for mercy: "When I go back to the UK, I face my mother's sad face every day, I might as well follow you in China!"

Song Yiheng seriously accused Song Yihuan: "No matter how sad your mother is, she is also your own mother." ”

Song Yihuan put on the appearance of a little adult, sighed, and changed to a sad tone: "My mother often complains, when will her eldest son who is not angry give birth to a grandson to hug." As he spoke, his shining eyes looked at Su Yiqing.

Song Yihuan learned so well that Su Yiqing couldn't help laughing. The second son of the Song family is really interesting......

Su Yiqing chuckled, and Song Yiheng looked at her in surprise. I saw her laughing, the pear vortices on both sides of her mouth were shallow, and her beautiful eyes were like stars, full of strange brilliance.

Finding that Song Yiheng was looking at herself, Su Yiqing instantly froze, the smile on her face disappeared immediately, and she immediately lowered her head, lowered her eyebrows, and didn't dare to make a sound.

Seeing that Su Yiqing was not comfortable eating this meal, Song Yiheng sent the two of them away early. His time was so precious, and staying here with two people wasted a basket of his time.

"Sister, you get in the car! I'll send you by the way!" Song Yihuan sat in Song Yiheng's car and beckoned Su Yiqing to get in the car.

Su Yiqing shook her head like a rattle: "No! No, I'll just wait for the bus over there!"

"How can you be on the bus! A beautiful girl like you, what if you meet a bad person?" Song Yihuan didn't give up, he was afraid that Su Yiqing wouldn't get on the bus, so he had no intention of leaving.

Song Yiheng had a cold face, staring coldly at the front with a look of boredom and disgust. There were still a lot of things he had to do in the company, and he didn't have time to spend with these two people.

Just as Su Yiqing was shirking in every possible way, he saw Yan Hezhi's Rolls-Royce phantom coming from a distance. There was a feeling of anxiety and weakness in his heart, and then he opened Song Yiheng's car door and sat in the car.

It seems that Song Yiheng knows Su Yiqing's thoughts. As soon as he closed the door, he immediately stepped on the accelerator and sped away.

In the car, Su Yiqing's phone rang. Su Yiqing looked embarrassed, but still connected the phone.

"Hey......! I've been waiting for a long time! It's too late! I'm going home!" Su Yiqing said, glancing at Song Yiheng in the front row. Song Yiheng Tieqing's face made Su Yiqing shudder.

The weather is always cloudy! I've never seen him smile.

However, Song Yihuan, who was in the front seat of the co-pilot, heard Su Yiqing calling "Yan Tezhu", and was very interested. shouted loudly at Su Yiqing's mobile phone: "Brother Yan, I'm Yihuan!

……

Heard Song Yihuan's voice. Yan Hezhi tightened the steering wheel. Thousands of calculations, but I didn't expect Su Yiqing to leave with Song Yiheng.

said a few words politely into the phone and coaxed Song Yihuan. After hanging up the phone, the anger in his eyes instantly gushed out. The harder it was to get his hands on something, the more he wanted to get it.

The car slowly stopped in front of the hotel. He closed his eyes and took a slow breath. The night wind carried a cool feeling, and the cold wind poured into the car. This made Yan Hezhi miss Su Yiqing's soft and warm body. I had already booked a presidential suite in this hotel today. Messed up again.

……

Song Yihuan Song went back to school. Only Su Yiqing and Song Yiheng were left in the car.

Su Yiqing lives a little far away, and if she usually takes the bus, it will take two or three hours to go home. Now it's really sad to let the president send himself.

The two men were relatively silent. Su Yiqing sat in the car restrainedly, like sitting on pins and needles.

"Yan Hezhi booked a presidential suite in the hotel early today. If you like...... I can send you back. ”

Song Yiheng broke the silence and said calmly. A gentleman has the beauty of an adult, but today Song Yiheng seems to have ruined a good thing for others.

Hearing this, Su Yiqing was stunned.

"That...... President, you misunderstood! I'm nothing but Yan Tesuke!"

At this time, Su Yiqing simply thought that Yan Hezhi's presidential suite was probably used to entertain some VIPs or guests. After all, in his impression, Yan Tesuke's image as a hero has never dissipated. saved his kindness from the kidnappers and the women's clothing boss, and he couldn't do anything to repay it. It's just that people are self-aware, and Yan Tezhu's favor makes the humble self feel unworthy.

"Well, it's good! I'll help you, it's just Jian Ai's explanation!" Song Yiheng said in a word, drawing a clear line between Su Yiqing and himself.

Su Yiqing nodded awkwardly. For the president, she didn't dare to think anything wrong. A few pounds and taels by yourself, you know how to weigh it.

……

Drive through the city at night. When Su Yiqing was sent home, it was already eleven o'clock.

When Song Yiheng sent Su Yiqing into the narrow alley, a bored expression appeared on his face: Su Yiqing lives here?

"President, go back! I'll be home after this alley!" Su Yiqing turned back to thank Song Yiheng as she walked, and after walking a few steps, she was careless and almost tripped over the garbage on the ground.

Song Yiheng glanced at Su Yiqing in his heart.

When Su Yiqing fell into the darkness of the alley and couldn't see anyone, Song Yiheng stepped on the accelerator to leave. At the moment when the car started, Song Yiheng seemed to see several shaking black shadows in the dark corners, and with the faint light on the side of the road, he seemed to see a familiar fierce gaze.

The road is narrow, that's ...... Raging dogs.

The moment he saw the person in the dark, Song Yiheng immediately stepped on the brakes and turned around. The screeching sound of brakes seemed to pierce the loneliness of the night, disturbing the men who acted secretly.

Song Yiheng immediately got out of the car, walked like a fly, and walked out in the direction where Su Yiqing disappeared.

Several dark shadows hiding in the shadows saw Song Yiheng and immediately became agitated.

"Boss, that seems to be Song Yiheng!"

"Song Yiheng? haha! It's really nowhere to find the iron shoes!" The angry dog picked up the watermelon knife in his hand and chased after Song Yiheng with a murderous face.

Song Yiheng's cold gaze swept over the knife that shone in the moonlight, frowned slightly, clenched his fists, and quickly rushed into the narrow alley.

Song Yiheng's only thought in his heart at this time was: Su Yiqing was there.