Song Yiheng sat in the car and glanced at the car in the distance, his eyes cold. The air pressure in the entire car plummeted, making Xiao Zhang, who was driving, shudder and shrink his head.

"Total ...... What should I do now?" I always feel so frightened when I go out with the president, I really admire Xia Na who is also in the secretary's room, and I have to bear the president's face every day. In the past, Sister Na also joked that the president was dissatisfied with the symptoms of male menopause.

Song Yiheng looked at Xiao Zhang's distorted expression, and responded impatiently: "Go back to the old house." ”

"Oh!" Xiao Zhang frowned. The president deliberately turned around to save Miss Su, but he didn't expect to let Yan Tezhu take the lead. Yan Tezhu was too bold, and he actually grabbed a woman with the president. In front of the president, he blatantly took the president, Miss Su, into the car.

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In the warm hotel suite, the thick smell of rice wafts in the room. In front of Yan Hezhi, Su Yiqing filled her hungry stomach without any image. After drinking the warm soup, Su Yiqing raised her head and looked at Yan Hezhi gratefully: "Yan Tezhu, thank you!" and then exhaled deeply, relieving the tension and fear that had been going on for a few days.

Yan Hezhi smiled softly: "You're welcome!" wanted to reach out and rub Su Yiqing's soft hair, but when he was about to touch Su Yiqing's hair, Song Yiheng's indifferent face flashed in his mind, and his hand froze in mid-air.

"Yiqing!" Yan Hezhi suddenly squatted down beside Su Yiqing, his expression was serious, as if he had made up his mind, and a pair of eager eyes looked deeply at Su Yiqing's crimson little face: "Yiqing, you need someone to protect!"

Su Yiqing was stunned, and looked at Yan Hezhi with glass-like eyes. With that handsome and sincere face, I can't see the appearance of a playboy in other people's mouths at all.

"Give me your hand!" Yan Hezhi stretched out his hand to Su Yiqing. The slender and good-looking fingers are spread out, and the warm palms give people a sense of stability.

Su Yiqing's hands tightened, and her heart was uncertain. What are you taking care of? A man who is so handsome and rich in gold can look down on himself, and if others live for a lifetime, he would still like to live, but ...... Su Yiqing knew that she had low self-esteem, and she was not worthy of Yan Tezhu's help at all.

Seeing Su Yiqing stunned. Yan Hezhi's eyes darkened: "Could it be that Yiqing still has someone in her heart?"

Hearing this, Su Yiqing's heart trembled, and Song Yiheng's cold face flashed in her heart. His heart was so weak that he immediately put his hand on Yan Hezhi's palm.

Grabbing Su Yiqing's hand, Yan Hezhi's eyes flashed with brilliant light. Facing Su Yiqing's crimson face, he smiled gently. There was a warm sunshine in that smile, as if it could melt Su Yiqing's frozen heart.

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When Song Yiheng's car went in the direction of the old house, he returned to the Anning Cemetery in the suburbs halfway.

In the cemetery, Song Yiheng sat silently in front of Jian Ai's tombstone for almost two hours. Xiao Zhang stood in the cold wind, shivering from the cold. The sky was already dark, listening to the whistling wind around him, some like a ghost wailing in the night, Xiao Zhang's scalp was numb with fright: Brother Ghost! Sister Ghost! Don't come! Little brother, I'm a good person! I'm a good person!

When it was drizzling, Song Yiheng left the cemetery without hurrying. Sitting in the car, Song Yiheng looked at the front of the car with a solemn gaze.

"President, we're going to the old mansion!" walked out of the Anning Cemetery, Xiao Zhang asked hesitantly.

Song Yiheng glanced at the back of Xiao Zhang's head lightly, and said calmly: "Old mansion." ”

Xiao Zhang felt a cold in his neck, thinking that it must be the low pressure brought out by the president. However, the president's mood was still a little better than before, and he must have vomited his bitterness in front of Miss Jane's mausoleum just now, and vomited all the stuffiness in his heart.

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The black Cadillac sped by, sending a flurry of fallen leaves on the ground. The mountain roads in this area are a bit rough, and the bumpy vehicles shake Xiao Zhang's head a little dizzy. A little rain had just fallen on the way back, which made the already difficult road even more wet.

Under Song Yiheng's cold gaze, Xiao Zhang drove the car with a large load. Already tired, now it is even more mentally tormenting.

Song Yiheng raised his eyebrows, his slender knuckles tapping at a fast pace on his suit. The people who work by their side will probably be appreciated and recognized by Yan Hezhi's work ability, otherwise they will not stay by their side as a special assistant. In fact, he and Yan Hezhi could have worked together harmoniously before, and he also trusted Yan Hezhi and entrusted him with important tasks, not to mention which big directors were removed from the Song family, Yan Hezhi's rights were second only to himself. It's just that there is a thorn between the two people, a thorn that can't be pulled out, and this thorn makes both people feel guilty. When they usually work, the two of them are at peace with each other, but I don't know when it started, and the contradiction between Song Yiheng and Yan Hezhi is slowly intensifying. Is it the appearance of Su Yiqing?

The mountains are cold and foggy, and the road ahead is dark and I don't know the direction. Xiao Zhang was not familiar with the road conditions, and he drove fearfully, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Di Di Di ......" Suddenly, two high beams stinging the eyes appeared in the corner in front of them. The car on the opposite side honked its horn urgently, urging people not to be quiet.

". Xiao Zhang suddenly cursed and stretched out his foot to step on the brakes, but unexpectedly, when he was in chaos, he was confused and suddenly stepped on the accelerator......

"Bang ......". Song Yiheng's car rushed out of the mountain road in an instant, and the whole car fell into the valley.

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Quiet hotel room. When Yan Hezhi went to make a phone call, when he came back, he saw Su Yiqing falling asleep on the sofa mountain. The delicate eyebrows and eyes, with a clear and refined beauty, and the shyness that is waiting to be released, makes people laugh and want to pity her. Moving her gaze down further, Su Yiqing was lying on the sofa on her side, highlighting her bumpy figure even more eye-catching.

Yan Hezhi's eyes gently looked at the sleeping Su Yiqing, and a cluster of flames quickly burst into his eyes, burning brightly. Some of him can't wait, he is a good son during the day and a big wolf at night. When he faced his prey at night, he had already transformed into a beast with a burst of rage.

Su Yiqing moved uneasily in her sleep, opened her eyes, and looked at Yan He with sleepy eyes. met Yan Tezhu's eyes that were shining in the dark: "Yan Tezhu, I'm sorry! I'm so sleepy!" After a day and a night, Su Yiqing's eyelids couldn't resist, and she fell asleep on the sofa.

Yan Hezhi smiled faintly, took Su Yiqing into his arms, and sniffed Su Yiqing's sweet fragrance: "It's okay." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Su Yiqing's delicate cheeks, and the warm breath brushed across Su Yiqing's face.

Regarding Yan Hezhi's intimate actions, Su Yiqing frowned slightly, the expression on her face was embarrassed and stiff, and she moved her body and resisted slightly.

Yan Hezhi smiled disapplausively: It's okay. Take your time! If Su Yiqing threw herself into her arms like other women, she would not be hunted by herself.

"Buzz...... Buzz......" Suddenly, Yan Hezhi's mobile phone vibrate. The intimate atmosphere of the two people dissipated in an instant.

On the way back to the old house, Yiheng's car fell to the cliff. Over there was Mu Ningci's anxious and panicked voice with a crying voice.

When Su Yiqing heard this, her heart shook for a moment, and she immediately broke away from Yan Hezhi's arms, stared at a pair of round eyes, and listened carefully to the voice from Yan Hezhi's mobile phone.

Yan Hezhi looked at Su Yiqing, who left from his arms, and felt a sense of frustration in his heart.

"Do you know where it is, have you rescued it?" Yan Hezhi put away the burning gaze that hung on Su Yiqing, and asked Mu Ningci, who was anxious on the other side of the phone.

"The mountain is high and steep, and it is night, so I can only roughly know the location, and I have already begun to bring people into the mountain to search. The voice on the other end of the phone paused: "Son, I don't want to tell Lao Song about this, and I can only rely on you to preside over the overall situation." "Song Zhenshi is not in good health, he had a stroke five years ago, and now he is still in a wheelchair with limited mobility. If you tell him that something happened to your son, I don't know if he won't be able to bear it.

A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Yan Hezhi's mouth: Mother is too worried, Song Zhenshi is not such a fragile person. When he forced his father to death, he didn't calmly push all the blame in the face of his father's corpse. also took care of his brothers, wives and children, brought his mother into the Song family, and let himself recognize the thief as his father for more than ten years.

Hearing the location reported by Mu Ningci, Su Yiqing suddenly stood up. His eyes were blazing, and his little face was serious: "I'll go with you!"

"You?" Yan Hezhi smiled faintly: "You better stay in the hotel obediently." "A woman like you, who is weak and needs the protection of a man at all times, will only add to the chaos if she goes.

When I was a child, I often went to the mountains with Ling Moqing to play. Su Yiqing's home is not far from that place: "Instead of calling a group of people outside to search the mountain, there must be a guide." I don't know what happened to the president, Su Yiqing was full of worry, and she couldn't wait to immediately put on her wings and fly to the place where the president fell into the valley.

Yan Hezhi's gaze darkened. Seeing that Su Yiqing was so worried about Song Yiheng, she suddenly felt unhappy in her heart. An evil thought flashed through my head: what if...... Song Yiheng died this time, and all the properties of the Song family would be inherited to his younger brother Song Yihuan in the future. But the thought was fleeting......

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The car of the president of the Songda Group fell off a cliff.

The mighty convoy entered the mountain and began to search the mountain in full swing. In the dark mountains with no fingers, there were many dense flashlight pillars in an instant. The voices of people boiled, and the whole mountain instantly became noisy.

It took Yan Hezhi less than half an hour to arrive at the scene, and Su Yiqing, who was carrying her, looked very funny with Yan Hezhi's coat wrapped around her.

The entire search party was full of men, and when they saw the woman who appeared behind Yan Hezhi, they all looked at it with surprise.

"Can't find it!"

"Can't find it!"

In the report of the walkie-talkie, people gradually lost confidence.