"Shibo, if I find Yiqing, I want to continue our unfinished wedding. This...... It was also a quid pro quo for our cooperation. In the misty smoke, he looked at Yao Baxiong's expression carefully.

I saw Yao Baxiong twist the cigarette, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said with a hypocritical smirk: "Oh! ”

Since Yao Baxiong knew that Su Yiqing was his biological daughter, his attitude towards Yan Hezhi was a little indifferent in his heart. Because he has chips in his hand, which is used to tie Song Yiheng, which is the link between the Yao family and the Song group.

Yan Hezhi's heart was cold. There is a feeling of being slighted for a moment. I swore before that I would entrust me with a heavy responsibility and be in the same boat through thick and thin.

"Hmph. Yan Hezhi snorted coldly. He is not a vegetarian either, so he suddenly got up: "Since that is the case, there is no need to cooperate." ”

Seeing that Yan Hezhi was leaving, Yao Baxiong hurriedly stopped him with a chuckle in his heart: "Xiao Yan, why are you in such a hurry? Women are all over the street, why not cling to my eldest daughter. Yao Baxiong has long known that there are many women around Yan Hezhi. On the one hand, he was entangled with his youngest daughter, and he still wanted to marry his eldest daughter.

Yan Hezhi's brows furrowed, and his eyes showed ruthlessness: "I like to fight with Song Yiheng, not only women, but also the entire Song Group, I will take it over." When his father took everything from my father, I wanted him to pay it back. ”

For so many years, he recognized the thief as his father, swallowed his anger, and begged for perfection. It's not just to get revenge one day.

Yao Baxiong raised his head and looked at Yan Hezhi, in the dim light, Yan Hezhi's whole body exuded a dangerous aura of jealousy and hatred, and there was a sense of suffocating oppression in the air. In the past, Yan Hezhi was restrained, and he did not easily reveal his ambitions.

The corners of Yao Baxiong's mouth hooked a smug smile.

Yan Hezhi's talent made Yao Baxiong admire, he just lacked a space to display, otherwise he could completely subvert the previous business arrangement.

"Okay!" Yao Baxiong patted his thigh and stood in response: "Just for your great ambition, I, Yao, will support you with all my might." Welcome to Yao's!" he said and stretched out his hand to Yan Hezhi.

Yan Hezhi looked at Yao Baxiong's hands and clenched his fists. He knew that as long as he cooperated with Yao Baxiong, he would embark on a road of no return.

When the two shook hands, Yao Baxiong showed a sly smile. The snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit, and they are looking forward to being the fisherman.

Su Yiqing...... My eldest daughter must be found immediately, she is a treasure.

……

……

Sanatorium. Ouyang Fei, who was sitting in a wheelchair, took Su Yiqing's hand and snorted and cried.

"Xiao Yiqing, thanks to you that night, otherwise, I would have rushed to the underworld to meet King Yama. ”

Ouyang Fei had not yet recovered, and he lay in bed for a week before he was rarely approved by the doctor to come out of the big yard to bask in the sun.

"Ahem. Song Yiheng sat in a rocking chair with a laptop on his lap, his fingers tapping rapidly. Seeing Ou Yanfei holding Su Yiqing's hand, he coughed a few times to warn.

"Song Yiheng, what are you coughing up, if the wind is strong, go back to the house to rest. Ouyang Fei didn't seem to buy Song Yiheng, and yelled at him angrily.

Su Yiqing's beautiful eyes widened in surprise, Uncle Ouyang was not afraid of Song Yiheng. As long as Song Yiheng has a stern look, she will be like a pug. If you dare to yell at the president so rudely, it will probably be Uncle Ouyang Fat.

"Enough is enough. Don't take advantage of it. Song Yiheng stood up, walked to Ouyang Fei, and pulled Ouyang Fei's hand away brutely: "Don't touch my woman!"

"Does your woman have a marriage certificate, does she have a husband and wife?" Ouyang Fei kept picking thorns. After speaking, he turned to Su Yiqing and put on a smile again: "Xiao Yiqing, you saved my life, how can I repay this kindness!"

Su Yiqing was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly shook her head: "No!

"How can you not use it?" Ouyang Fei's face sank: "Do you look down on me? You want a million, I can still get it!"

Su Yiqing shook her head. When she saved people, she never thought of asking for compensation.

"One hundred million?" Ouyang Fei asked, holding up a finger.

It's really outrageous the more you talk about it. Su Yiqing hurriedly shook her head: "I really don't need to! Besides, the president has money, and I won't take it from him if he wants it." After saying that, he glanced at Song Yiheng.

Song Yiheng raised his eyebrows, Su Yiqing actually said such a thing, which was really unexpected.

"Otherwise, I'll recognize you as my goddaughter!" Ouyang Fei said with bright eyes.

"Goddaughter?" Su Yiqing smiled dryly: "Uncle Fat, if you want to admit it, you can admit it, I don't mind having another godfather." ”

At this time, Song Yiheng on the side did not hurry to mend the knife and said: "It is very hard to be his daughter, and a lonely and widowed old man like him who has no children and no daughters will have to send him to the end in the future." And...... He's going to force you to learn how to cook with him. I don't want my woman to smell of oil smoke all day long. ”

"What's wrong with the smell of oil smoke? Don't you have to eat?" Ouyang Fei glared at Song Yiheng: "I just want to teach her everything I have learned all my life." After speaking, he put on a smiling face: "Yiqing! I'll teach you to be a female chef god!"

Su Yiqing smiled reluctantly: "At most, I can help in the back kitchen, and I can be a female chef god." ”

"No! No, when I can go to the ground, I'll teach you to be a chef." Ouyang Fei's face was flushed with excitement. When I was pushed away by the nurse, I didn't forget to talk about my glorious history in the international culinary world.

Song Yiheng pulled Su Yiqing into the small building, and pulled Su Yiqing into his arms as soon as he entered the door.

"President, don't do this!" Su Yiqing leaned her elbow against Song Yiheng's chest: "That...... That...... The door isn't closed yet!" he said, looking sideways at a group of old men who were poking their heads out.

Song Yiheng raised his eyebrows, stretched out his slender legs and kicked the door, and closed the door: Isn't this closed.

As soon as the door was closed, Song Yiheng couldn't wait to bury his face in Su Yiqing's neck socket and gnaw lightly.

Su Yiqing avoided it and pushed it with both hands. just can't push Song Yiheng's hot and hard wall.

"Don't worry, when you untie the knot and stop guarding me, I will want you. When Song Yiheng spoke, he stopped the movements in his hand, and the heat in his eyes gradually returned to coldness.

"I'll have to go back to my old house tomorrow, maybe a week. You should pay attention to staying here by yourself, it is best to avoid Ouyang Fei far away. ”