Su Yiqing covered her phone, nodded respectfully at Song Yiheng, then exited the VIP box and walked to the glass path on the rooftop to answer the phone.

Song Yiheng held the wine glass and took a sip of the Moutai inside. Song Yiheng was rigid and old-fashioned, rejecting and rejecting Western catering. I always feel that the red wine is bitter, so it is better to have a small glass of Moutai to comfort and warm the stomach.

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"Su Yiqing, you want to die! At this moment, it was not Qin Qingling's voice that came from the other end of the phone, but Qin Wang.

"Oh, brother, I'm ...... What's the matter with you calling me?" Every time I answered my stepmother's phone, I was terrified, and I was even more frightened when I heard Qin Wang's voice.

"Your dad is dead, and your wings are stiff, aren't they? Are you hiding from us now?are you ignoring you, me, and your mother?" Qin Wang scolded Su Yiqing on the phone.

After meeting at the door of the company, Su Yiqing remitted money to Qin Qingling twice, calming down her life and seeking stability for a while. Qin Wang and the others no longer went to the door of the company to cry and shout.

"Brother, didn't I send money to my mother?" "I live so hard and hard, and I blindly go to fill the hole, and my stepmother's greed is excessive. The life of stealing life made Su Yiqing feel so tired.

"Money, there are no millions, can this money be?" Qin Wang roared like a lion's mouth, and said unceremoniously to Su Yiqing in an extremely bad tone: "Mom is seriously ill, if you still have a little conscience, come back and send her to the end quickly." ”

Hearing the news, Su Yiqing did not feel sad in her heart, but was secretly relieved. However, there is still some sadness after all. Since his father's death, his stepmother and Qin Wang have been his only relatives.

"Think about it, how good Mom usually treats you, if you still think about that bit of affection, come back to see her for the last time. After Qin Wang finished speaking, he hung up the phone mercilessly.

Su Yiqing looked at the darkened mobile phone screen in a daze. Thinking about it carefully, when my stepmother was the best for herself, that is, before marrying my father, she swore to take care of herself for a few days, and after she got married, she began all kinds of endless abuse. A small fight a day, a big fight in three days, not working well and not giving food, a bad mood is a punching bag, and if you lose gambling money, you want to use yourself to pay off your debts. Such an inhuman day didn't drive me crazy.

"If you still have that little affection in mind, come back and see her one last time. Qin Wang's words were still in his mind for a long time.

Su Yiqing put away her mobile phone and was about to turn around and go back to the crystal box, when she hit a strong chest. was stunned for a moment, raised his head and met Song Yiheng's scorching gaze.

Song Yiheng just came out to smoke a cigarette to breathe, and accidentally heard the whole content of Su Yiqing's phone call. Qin Wang's roar on the other side of the phone was so loud, as if he was afraid that the whole world would not be able to hear it.

"President! Yes, I'm sorry......" The person who was hurt was herself, but Su Yiqing kept apologizing to Song Yiheng.

"Hmph. Song Yiheng snorted coldly, his eyes swept away, looking at the misty sky outside the glazed corridor, and said absentmindedly: "If I were you, I wouldn't go back." After speaking, his slender body leaned against the transparent crystal wall and took a deep breath of smoke.

Song Yiheng rarely smoked, and recently when Jian Ai died, he smoked some cigarettes when he couldn't express his emotions. At this time, the pack of cigarettes in his hand was searched from Song Yihuan's schoolbag, and not only the cigarettes were found in his brother's schoolbag, but also some colors, magazines and novels.

I flipped through a few pages of caricatures of bone. Probably under the effect of alcohol, Song Yiheng instantly felt that his whole person's spirit was boiling.

Song Yiheng thought that he was dealing with the throbbing heat in his body

The tide can be suppressed by blowing a cold wind and taking a few puffs of cigarettes. However, when he saw Su Yiqing's slightly frowning and faintly flushed face, he became even more manic.

Su Yiqing's footsteps paused, and her eyes looked at Song Yiheng deeply. Dark eyes, with an incredible brilliance. The president's faint smell of tobacco broke into Su Yiqing's snort, which seemed to be mixed with a strong and aggressive male X breath.

Su Yiqing suddenly remembered that the president had helped him so much, and he hadn't thanked him in person, so he bowed and looked at Song Yiheng with shining eyes: "President, you saved my life and helped me so much! I really don't know how to thank you!"

Song Yiheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the sexual, sensual Adam's apple slipped, and from the moment Su Yiqing bowed, through the collar of her shirt, she saw the whiteness of nothing. The restless emotions in his body exploded in an instant, and his wheat-colored cheeks showed a crimson color under the white light in the corridor. Thank me? Do you want to make a promise to me at this time?

Song Yiheng tightened his hands, his nails sank into the flesh, and he pinched out a tingling sensation. Sober yourself up a bit......

"Let's go in! After restraining his desires, Song Yiheng lightly dropped this sentence.

"President, are you okay?" Su Yiqing noticed something unusual. For men, Su Yiqing is still ignorant, and she doesn't understand what the president is like this.

Song Yiheng's face turned from red to iron: You'd be the best!

Su Yiqing blinked innocently, and it seemed that she had upset the president again. Grizzled, cowering, he walked away.

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"Poof......" Song Yihuan secretly took a sip of Moutai and squirted out. Probably only a thousand-year-old tortoise like his brother would drink the old bar! Oh! my brother is an old tortoiseshell...... The forbidden that is about to be extinct, J desires, and sends the old tortoiseshell.

"Poof......" Song Yihuan squirted out the Moutai he had drunk, and the ramen chef looked at him in surprise.

Spirits spicy mouth. Song Yihuan sighed and brought out the spicy breath. Seeing that Su Yiqing was about to come in, Song Yihuan suddenly had an idea and poured a full cup of wine into Su Yiqing's ramen.

The ramen chef frowned. In the face of the boss's little brother, he didn't dare to say anything.

Su Yiqing sat down dying, picked up chopsticks and ate a bite of noodles. The little face wrinkled: "Wine?"

"No! no! It's just a wine-like spice. Song Yihuan opened his eyes and said nonsense, and after speaking, he glanced at the ramen master vigorously and asked for cooperation.

The ramen chef blushed and nodded. My 100 percent ramen, delicious miso soup, and so ruined!

Su Yiqing was skeptical: "I'm allergic to alcohol!

"No alcohol!No alcohol!" In order to flatter Second Young Master Song, the ramen master explained against his will: "It's just wine and spices." ”