"Yes, Dad, I don't want to marry Su Zilan if I die!" Lu Feirong expressed her opinion in a timely manner.

Lu Zhengou looked at his daughter and suddenly sighed.

Sure enough, the daughter who got married, the water that was spilled, this daughter hasn't married yet, and she is against his father everywhere.

"Song Yu, I know, I can also consider your marriage with Concubine Rong." After Lu Zhengou had a headache for a while, he said helplessly: "But I will only give you two years, two years for me to see your ability." ”

"If your ability is too poor, and you just speak better than you sing, then I'm sorry, I will still give priority to the Su family in two years."

"Brother Zhengou, you're not very kind to do this, are you?" Su Zhengye was very unhappy, wouldn't his son become the legendary spare tire?

It's a joke, his son Su Zhengye has become someone else's spare tire!

Exercise! The more Su Zhengye thought about it, the more angry he became.

Su Zilan was also speechless for a while, thinking that Lu Zhengou was really thick-skinned enough to treat him as a spare tire, he could be so straightforward and speak out openly.

"Yes, within two years, I will definitely let Mr. Lu see my results!" Song Yufei held his head high in disbelief.

"Wait, grades should set a standard!" Su Zilan was unwilling to let Lu Feirong be taken away like this.

Lu Zhengou is right to think, otherwise when the time comes, what is called achievement?

"How about ten million? Earning 10 million is considered an achievement. Lu Zhengou said.

"I think it should be set to 100 million, Brother Zhengou, without 100 million, can you rest assured that you will marry Concubine Rong?" Su Zhengye sneered.

Song Yu wanted to bite Su Zhengye to death.

100 million, to put it simply, calculate how many people in the whole country, with a net worth of more than 100 million!

Earn 100 million in two years, why don't you just let me rob the bank!

"100 million is not realistic, 50 million, earn 50 million in two years, and you will have the qualifications to marry Concubine Rong!" Lu Zhengou compromised the two data and took the figure of 50 million.

Million?

"Dad, can you have less?" Lu Feirong pouted, looking pitiful.

"No, that's it. Song Yu, just say if you have the courage to accept it. ”

Song Yu thought about it for a while, this data was quite reasonable, at least it didn't make him feel like a fantasy.

If you work hard, you should actually have a chance.

"I accept that if I don't earn 50 million within two years, I will give up my feelings for Concubine Rong!"

"Good!" Lu Zhengou admires Song Yu even more, and his favorite is a brave young man.

In comparison, Su Zilan seems to be very irresponsible, and he is also stupid.

"However, there is a saying that in the front, within two years, you can't mess with Concubine Rong."

When Lu Feirong heard this, her pretty face turned red.

Song Yu felt a little regret in his heart, is this Lu Zhengou a roundworm in his stomach, how do he know that he wants to mess with Lu Feirong?

"Ahem!" Song Yu coughed twice and said, "Of course, I promise." ”

Lu Zhengou smiled: "Then it's decided." ”

"Brother Zhengou doesn't think about it anymore?" Su Zhengye was very unhappy.

"Brother Su, Concubine Rong is my only daughter after all, I think more about her, I believe Brother Su can also understand."

"Then Brother Zhengou don't regret it!" Su Zhengye could only put down this very tasteless sentence, and then said to Song Yu: "Now that your two conditions have been met, you should be able to heal Zilan." ”

"Yes, there is something I want to say earlier, I hope that Young Master Su can guarantee not to retaliate. If you can't guarantee it, you will bear the consequences! Song Yu sneered at Su Zilan.

Su Zilan was even more angry, but in his heart, he was a little afraid of Song Yu.

"I promise not to retaliate, as long as you don't provoke me again." Su Zilan said angrily.

"Then I hope you can keep your promise, otherwise you will kneel in vain today." Song Yu deliberately uncovered Su Zilan's scars.

"You!"

"What are you, sorry, it's a little late."

Song Yu glanced at the darkening sky, and then said, "Mr. Lu, Su Dong, Miss Jingling, Fei Rong and I will go back first." As for the treatment of Young Master Su's injuries, wait until I go back to prescribe a prescription, and then hand it over to Young Master Su when I go back." ”

After speaking, Song Yu took Lu Feirong's hand and disappeared in the complicated eyes of everyone.

Xiao Jingling was a little panicked in her heart, watching Song Yu fight so hard for Lu Feirong, her eyes suddenly flashed with a little crystal.

Why isn't there a man willing to do this for himself?

Xiao Jingling thought that she was still single, and although there were so many people around her, she was excellent and could serve her wholeheartedly, and she couldn't find one at all.

They either coveted her beauty or her family background.

"Song Yu, it would be nice if you met me before you met Concubine Rong." Xiao Jingling silently regretted in her heart.

Su Zhengye was in a very bad mood, and after hastily talking to Lu Zhengou about some business matters, at night, his angry roar was heard in the villa.

After Su Zilan went through this incident, he became much more silent and calm.

He knelt down, and his pride had been lost, so his cheeks became thicker, and his means became much stronger overnight.

The power of hatred and anger made Su Zilan instantly grow into an adult psychologically.

Only Lu Zhengou is in a good mood.

Originally, he didn't plan to marry Lu Feirong to Su Zilan, but now this result makes him very satisfied.

The only thing that annoyed him a little was that he sent someone to check on Song Yu and found that Song Yu's concentration was extremely poor, as long as it was a beautiful woman, Song Yu couldn't control himself.

Is it right or wrong to entrust Concubine Rong to such a person?

Lu Zhengou didn't know how to answer this question for a while, but Song Yu's performance in the Su family's villa today moved him very much.

"I can understand a man's heart, but if you dare to abandon Concubine Rong from the beginning, Song Yu, you will die ugly!" Lu Zhengou sighed and said.

Lu Feirong was very happy, holding Song Yu's arm and not letting go.

"Song Yu, will you move to my villa?"

"Not good."

"Why, do you also like Liu Feifei?" Lu Feirong was very jealous.

"This ......"

"Hmph, I already knew you were this kind of person!" Lu Feirong slapped Song Yu's chest fiercely and said, "From now on, you can only have me in your heart, and no other women are allowed!" ”

Song Yu scratched his head, sweating, although he had known that this would be the result, but when Lu Feirong said it, he was still very entangled.

After hesitating for several breaths, Song Yu decided to tell the truth.

"Although I really want to say something nice to coax you, but I can't bear to be such a pure girl like you."

Lu Feirong's face changed.

"To tell you the truth, I like you, but it's not enough to talk about marriage." Song Yu said seriously: "What I said in the Su family's villa before ......"

"What?" Lu Feirong's face turned pale, and her hands couldn't help but tremble.

Song Yu took a deep breath, and then said again: "Actually, I don't want you to marry Su Zilan." ”

"Poof!" Lu Feirong thought that Song Yu was going to say something, and said with a smile: "I'm scared to death, I thought you were going to say that what you said before was lying to me." ”

"Okay, Miss Ben knows, let's get in the car." Lu Feirong pushed Song Yu into the car, but in fact, she had already understood the implied meaning of Song Yu's words.

Song Yu was just saying that he didn't want her to marry Su Zilan, but he didn't say that he must marry her.

"Miss, are we going straight home?" The driver asked Lu Feirong.

"Let's go to school first." Lu Feirong smiled at Song Yu.

"One day, I'll let you say to me, 'I'm going to marry you.'" When Lu Feirong got out of the car, she said to Song Yu.

Song Yu was still a little embarrassed, but after thinking about it, he still said, "I think, there will be such a day." ”

"Then you have to say that you only have two years." Lu Feirong couldn't help but remind.

"No, just give me a year." Song Yu said: "Do you remember your agreement with me?" ”

"Within a year, you must be my personal doctor." Lu Feirong smiled and showed two cute teeth.

"After the agreement is over, I will definitely give you a clear promise."

"Then this is what you said, after a year, you will not allow other women in your heart!" After Lu Feirong got Song Yu's assurance, her heart was also much more relaxed.

Song Yu: "......"

Well, it's not bad to get a year.

"Then you mean to say, can I just wave this year?"

"Bastard, you dare to try it casually!" Lu Feirong exhaled.

Song Yu smiled evilly: "I'm in, you should go back early." ”

"Well, goodbye." After Lu Feirong saw Song Yu go upstairs, she decided in her heart that she must take care of Song Yu in the future, and she couldn't let Song Yu mess around.

When Song Yu returned to the room, he felt so tired that he collapsed, and his brain was also in chaos.

Why did he agree to Lu Zhengou's conditions? That's 50 million!

Even if he thinks he is a miracle doctor, he earns 50 million in two years, and he is also under a lot of pressure.

But if she doesn't agree, Lu Feirong will be married to Su Zilan, the bastard.

Can I watch Lu Feirong marry Su Zilan?

I can't, but is it necessary to put myself in it?

Song Yu thought about it, this matter seemed to be unsolvable, and he had to stand up at that time.

Thinking of this, he calmed down and pondered his feelings for Lu Feirong.

By the way, he also compared his feelings for Liu Feifei with his feelings for Lu Feirong.

The result is that Song Yu has a big head and wants to die.

Liu Feifei was silent when she saw Song Yu coming back, and fell asleep, thinking that Song Yu was in a bad mood.

"Brother Song Yu, did you lose the competition today?" Liu Feifei panicked: "Brother Song Yu, you won't really kneel down and apologize, right?" ”

"Of course not, with your Song Yuge's medical skills, how can you lose." Song Yu said easily, and then he didn't want to talk about this topic, so he had to change his words: "How is Shen Mengling's current situation?" ”

"I think so, Brother Song Yu will definitely win." Liu Feifei said happily: "Xiaoling, her condition is much better than before, but she said that she wants to go to school tomorrow." ”

Song Yu nodded: "Yes, but please accompany her, I'm afraid she will be emotional." ”