Yan Hezhi tugged at the corners of his mouth and took a step back, his eyes still arrogant.

Song Yiheng pursed his lips coldly and took away his raised fist.

"You two brothers, just for a woman, it's like this?" Mu Ningci twisted his eyebrows and said bitterly: "Hezhi, since you have come to worship your ancestors, you have come here, you just stay on the side, why did you come here to provoke Yi Heng." ”

Yan Hezhi's face flashed with disappointment. has been like this since childhood, her mother will only protect Song Yiheng regardless of who is right and wrong, and then indiscriminately complain about herself.

Yan Hezhi glanced at Mu Ningci deeply, took a deep breath, and then turned around and walked out of the side hall.

"Wait. Mu Ningci stopped Yan Hezhi: "If you have time, go and see Jingrao more, she is still unstable, you go to accompany her more, she will be happier and recover faster." When Yan Hezhi walked out of the side hall, Mu Ningci glared at Yan Hezhi's back angrily.

Yan Hezhi's footsteps paused, and his heart was depressed: "No." I'm not empty. I got it too...... You don't have anything sick at all. Since I'm not sick, I don't need to follow you anymore. ”

"You ......" Mu Ningci was instantly angry, and yelled at Yan Hezhi's back: "As long as you are my son, you have to listen to me." ”

Yan Hezhi no longer paid attention to Mu Ningci, walked into the crowd and disappeared without a trace.

Because of Mu Ningci's persuasion, the punch in his hand was not beaten. This made Song Yiheng feel unhappy, moved his chair and sat down, and took a sullen sip of cold tea. The herbal tea is cold and cold, just to make my head clearer, so that I can clear my thoughts.

Mu Ningci looked back at Song Yiheng and sighed deeply: "The two of you must be enemies in the previous life. ”

Song Yiheng put down the teacup, revealing a wicked smile and facing Mu Ningci: "That should be an enemy who doesn't share the sky." ”

"Alas. What kind of sin has this been created!" Mu Ningci complained with self-pity.

Song Yiheng poured himself a cup of hot tea, his face returned to coldness, it was time for him to thoroughly investigate the whereabouts of every sum of money that Lao Song had taken out of the company.

……

The Song clan had a dinner and drank for thirty years.

When the last person held a wine glass to Song Yiheng, his already drunk eyes were red and he was about to collapse.

He was not such a gaffe person originally, in the past, he was always indifferent and arrogant in front of people, but today he indulged himself and got drunk in front of people.

He couldn't figure it out, he was depressed, and he wanted to use alcohol to kill his sorrows.

In the past, Lao Song was cold to Yan Hezhi and didn't pay much attention to it, but secretly he moved hundreds of millions of dollars in the company for him to spend. The estrangement on the surface is all fake, but he treats him as his own son.

Song Yiheng was helped to the hotel room, which was noisy, and as soon as the people dissipated, it instantly quieted down. Song Yiheng staggered to the side of the bed alone, and then fell heavily on the bed and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Suddenly...... There was a tumult in his stomach, and Song Yiheng immediately got up, ran to the bathroom, and threw up.

After vomiting, the person sobered up a little. Holding on to the wall, he stumbled back to bed.

At this time, the phone rang. Song Yiheng covered his forehead with one hand and connected the call with his mobile phone in the other.

"Hey, cousin!"

"Hmm!" replied vaguely, and Song Yiheng almost fell asleep when he closed his eyes.

"Cousin! What's that...... Yan Hezhi followed Yao Baxiong and left. I'm going to the United States!" was Xia Na's anxious voice over there: "What do you say, why did Yan Hezhi get involved with Yao Baxiong?"

Hearing the news, Song Yiheng's wine woke up a little, and a pair of red eyes stared at the ceiling, as if he saw Yan Hezhi's arrogant face from the ceiling. Song Yiheng picked up a pillow and threw it towards the ceiling in frustration, but ...... Fell and smashed himself.

Rubbing his swollen temples, Song Yiheng said slowly: "It's not surprising, Yao Baxiong is old, and Yao Mulan is unreliable, so they were eager to find talent, so they found Yan Hezhi." ”

If Yan Hezhi followed Yao Baxiong into the Yao clan, then he would simply be like a tiger.

"That'...... What should I do?" asked Xia Na worriedly.

"Withdraw all the subsidies to Yao's enterprise, and then ......," Song Yiheng said, his eyes narrowed: "In the future, every money that Old Song wants to move from the company must be approved by me." ”

"Huh?" she was stunned. The chairman never had to discuss with the president to take the money, he took it directly, and shouted afterwards and it was over.

"Do you understand?" Song Yiheng's tone intensified, and he roared unhappily.

Song Yiheng lost his temper with Xia Na, and this roar frightened Xia Na. The person on the other end of the phone replied timidly: "Got it...... So fierce. ”

Song Yiheng put down his phone. was disturbed by Xia Na, and the sleepiness was gone. fell on the bed and stared at the phone for a long time, thinking that he hadn't called Su Yiqing today.

got up suddenly, picked up the phone and dialed Su Yiqing's number.

"Hey!"

"Hmm!"

"Sleepy?" Listening to Su Yiqing's slurred voice, Song Yiheng raised his eyes and looked at the clock hanging on the side, it was only half past eight at this time.

"Hmm!" Su Yiqing was drowsy and muttered.

Song Yiheng also thought that since she was asleep, let her sleep. At this time, from the other end of the phone, Su Yiqing, who was sleepy, said in a soft voice: "I cut radishes with Uncle Ouyang all day today, I'm so tired!"

This voice sounded so delicate to Song Yiheng, so flirtatious, hearty. Flipping his thirsty throat, Song Yiheng lowered his voice: "Yes, I drank a lot of wine at night, and I am so tired!"

"Oh, yes, then go to bed quickly!" Su Yiqing's hands were so sore that she almost couldn't hold her phone.

"But...... I can't sleep. "Song Yiheng misses him very much, his blood is strong, and he can't sleep. (Please make up for it yourself)

"Come here, it's inconvenient for me to come over, can you come and give me a massage?" Song Yiheng hooked a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, and the affection in his eyes became even stronger.

"Nope. My hands hurt!" Su Yiqing gestured with her right hand, glanced at the palm of her hand that was tortured with blisters, and felt distressed.

"Come here, don't forget your identity! You clean up, I'll let Xiao Zhang pick you up." Song Yiheng half-coaxed and half-deceived it, and then hung up the phone.

Su Yiqing listened to the busy sound from the mobile phone, and felt depressed. Song Yiheng doesn't even have a wife, so she is the mistress of the family? But...... Can you go? Definitely can't go! This is a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, and if you go, I am afraid that it will only be eaten up and wiped clean, and there will be no bones left.

Su Yiqing instantly fell asleep and tossed and turned on the bed for a while. Song Yiheng's voice lingered in his head for a long time.

"Ding Dong ......" at this time, the phone lights up again. Su Yiqing's new number is only known to Song Yiheng and Xianna, which is probably the message that the two of them sent to themselves.

Su Yiqing picked up her phone and looked at it. It was really a voice message from Song Yiheng. After a moment's hesitation, his fingers tapped lightly......

"I miss you so much! I miss you so much!" his voice was low and hoarse. But just a few words seem to suppress the surging emotions.

Su Yiqing's heart was calm. Immediately got up and changed his clothes...... Then he sat down on the bed and waited. The mobile phone kept repeating Song Yiheng's words.

"I miss you so much!

"I miss you so much!

This is not Song Yiheng's style, probably because the autumn mood is getting stronger, and he can't help it.

An hour later, the sound of a car horn came from downstairs. At this time, the sanatorium was quiet, and the sound of car engines was particularly harsh in the dark night.

Su Yiqing stepped briskly downstairs, and when she opened the car door, she showed a polite smile to Xiao Zhang.

"Hello Miss Su!" the secretary said, took out a fresh-smelling blanket from the car and handed it to Su Yiqing: "The president said, you can sleep in the car for an hour's drive!"

Su Yiqing took the blanket and nodded in thanks.

Su Yiqing sat in the car and gradually adapted to the warmth in the car, her face was flushed, and her heart was fluttering, she knew that this might be a point of no return. It's just that...... I couldn't resist Song Yiheng's affection. Song Yiheng...... It's different from Yan Hezhi. Yan Hezhi's love words have not been heard by many women, but Song Yiheng is dedicated to emotions.

The bumpy mountain path made Su Yiqing instantly sleepy, gradually closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

It was supposed to be a fifty-minute journey, but Xiao Zhang drove cautiously for an hour and a half. You must know that the car accident last time left a shadow in Xiao Zhang's heart. This time, the president can only say that he can entrust such a heavy responsibility to himself...... The president can still trust himself, but he can't trust others. After all, it was top secret to bring Miss Su secretly.

Standing at the door of Song Yiheng, Su Yiqing hesitated. At this time, she heard the sound of the door opening from inside, her heartbeat instantly leaked, her eyes widened, she held her breath, and her face was red to the base of her ears.

"Click. With a bang, the door opened instantly. Song Yiheng was loosely dressed in his nightgown, his messy hair was beaten in front of his forehead with wetness, and a pair of red eyes stared directly at Su Yiqing with this beast-like gaze.

"I ......" Su Yiqing swallowed. I have to admit that Song Yiheng is really handsome! More handsome than ever! At this moment, Su Yiqing's whole heart was captured by Song Yiheng's handsomeness.

"Have you seen enough?" Song Yiheng's low and hoarse voice looked at Su Yiqing's gaze getting hotter and hotter: "Don't come in yet!"

"Oh!oh!" Su Yiqing nodded dumbfoundedly, she was so dizzy by Song Yiheng that she stumbled into the door and almost fell.

"Be careful!" Song Yiheng walked in front and glanced back at Su Yiqing. The corners of his mouth hooked up an intriguing smile: I am a beast! This sheep is coming...... Her meat, I eat slowly, for the rest of my life.