67. I'm gone, you're happy?

Song Yiheng seemed to have heard such words, he had avoided Yan Hezhi before, and now he had asked her to avoid Ouyang Fei. It seems that the men who can appear next to him make the president unpleasant.

Song Yiheng's trip back to the Song family's old house this time was to prepare for the Song family's ancestor worship, and he was handling these things in the past, and this time was no exception.

Hearing that Song Yiheng was leaving, Su Yiqing's eyes lit up. Two blushes of excitement gradually appeared on his face: the president was leaving, and he was finally able to get out of the cage. As long as the president is here, he will be watched to death every day. I was harassed by him and got up in the morning, and I spent the whole day facing his gloomy face and all kinds of domineering demands. At night, he was forced to sleep with him, and he was harassed from time to time. After a week, I've really had enough, but I dare not speak out!

Song Yiheng frowned: "I'm leaving, are you happy?"

"No! No, how dare I be happy?" It was so hard for my emotions to be controlled by the president.

But...... No matter how domineering and unreasonable the president is, he has never really forced himself once.

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When she got up the next morning, Su Yiqing groped for the position beside her. The people are gone, but the residual warmth is still there.

Su Yiqing immediately sat up from the bed, lifted the quilt, and saw the empty bed, and her heart was empty all of a sudden. When people are still there, they are always annoyed by others, and people are gone...... But there was a sense of loneliness in my heart.

I got up and washed it. The whole room was silent. In the past week, Song Yiheng has always been by his side calling himself. At that time, I still complained in my heart that I was not here to be his "mistress" at all, but to be a maid for him.

"Ding Dong ......" mobile phone text message sounded. Su Yiqing hurriedly put down the toothbrush and ran to look at her phone.

This mobile phone number is newly purchased, so as long as Song Yiheng and Xianna know.

"Wake up? I saw it on the surveillance. There's breakfast downstairs!Don't get too close to Ouyang Fei...... That's an order. ”

Su Yiqing raised her head and looked at the camera placed on the wardrobe, and felt annoyed: It's so hateful! Everyone is gone and still being watched.

Su Yiqing picked up a piece of clothing casually, walked to the camera angrily, and put the clothes on. Then he clapped his hands proudly: "At this time, you can't spy on me." ”

At this time, the life-threatening mobile phone rings again.

Su Yiqing looked at the phone screen in shock. Su Yiqing didn't have the courage to answer, and after ringing for a while, the phone was quiet. and suddenly "knock ......"

There was a knock at the door. Su Yiqing's face turned pale, and she was frightened by the sudden knock on the door. Could it be ...... It was the president who came back to settle accounts with himself.

No, if Song Yiheng came back, he would break into the door directly, and then brutally abuse himself.

Su Yiqing put on her clothes and went downstairs on tiptoe to open the door.

"Ahh You got up so early, are you going to come and learn cooking from me?" Ou Feifei, who was in a wheelchair, was pushed by the nurse to Su Yiqing's door.

Su Yiqing frowned, thinking that she was talking casually yesterday. Uncle Ouyang took it seriously.

"Song Yiheng is gone?" Ou Feifei poked his head into and looked inside: "Let's go! After speaking, he asked the nurse to help bring in a basket of radishes, and said to Su Yiqing with a smile: "The so-called one minute on stage, ten years off the stage." Let's start by cutting turnips!"

Su Yiqing's eyes widened, and she pushed the heavy box of radishes in disbelief.

"Only when you suffer hardship can you become a superior person. Come on!" Ouyang Fei handed Su Yiqing a kitchen knife: "If you can learn a skill from me, you will not have to worry about eating and drinking for the rest of your life." ”

Su Yiqing pursed her lips and frowned: "Okay! Anyway, I'm idle here." Let's learn how to cook. After speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and began to cut the radishes. Su Yiqing is still very interested in cooking, and she has a certain foundation. When she was at home, which housework she didn't do by herself, Qin Qingling sat with Erlang's legs crossed and called her to work. After going to college, I can work multiple jobs a day, and I will help in the back kitchen of the hotel for a while, and when the chef is too busy, I will also help copy a few dishes.

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Song Yiheng's Bentley stopped at the door of Su Yiqing's house.

There was another luxury car at the door of Su's house, and almost the entire village came to watch.

Qin Qingling, who was afraid of the soft, stood in front of the car trembling, poking her head out and looking into the car. She knew that Su Yiqing was not simple, and there were local tyrants behind her. The man in this car must have come for Su Yiqing.

Song Yiheng extinguished the fire and stepped out of the car. The cold gaze pierced through Qin Qingling, looking at the dilapidated house behind her.

If fifteen years ago, the person who was rescued was Su Yiqing, maybe she wouldn't have suffered so much torture and pain.

"You...... Are you the president of the Song family?" Qin Qingling stood far away, not daring to approach Song Yiheng. muttered in his heart: Su Yiqing is really powerful, and she made two big sums of money at once. The last time I came here, it was just a special helper, so powerful, I guess this one is even more difficult to mess with.

Song Yiheng glanced at Qin Qingling coldly.

That kind of Yama Wangye's possessed eyes made Qin Qingling tremble in an instant.

"That'...... Are you looking for Su Yiqing? She wasn't there, she was taken away by other men. "That distorted and flattering face is really disgusting.

Song Yiheng looked around slightly, and then walked straight into Qin Qingling's dilapidated house. The house was so dilapidated that it was almost uninhabitable, and there was a foul-smelling drug filling the room.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Qin Wang, who was as thin as a monkey, holding a bowl of thick medicine in his hand, and looked at Song Yiheng in a daze.

"You...... What are you doing here?" Qin Wang's eyes were red, his gaze was glazed, and he coughed violently from time to time, as if he was not lightly ill.

"Sit, sit!" Qin Qingling found a clean place and said respectfully. I ate deflated last time, so I won't dare to be arrogant.

After looking around, it finally fell on Qin Qingling's body: "I'm here to ask about Su Yiqing's life experience." ”

Moreover, he came to clean up the aftermath of Su Yiqing.

When Qin Qingling heard this, her body stiffened, but she immediately bared her teeth and smiled: "Su Yiqing is the daughter of our old Su family!

When Qin Wang heard this, his dull gaze lit up in an instant, and then quickly extinguished.

"Really?" Song Yiheng furrowed his brows and took a step closer towards Qin Qingling: "If you don't tell the truth, I'm afraid I'll ......."