Song Zhi didn't sit at Liu Qian's place for too long, and left after understanding him almost well.

Counting the time, he drove the car to the main entrance and waited for someone.

Huo Qi walked out of the school gate after Song Zhi waited for ten minutes, and at this time, Cheng Ming's car had just arrived and stopped on the side of the road.

Song Zhi had seen the photos sent from Xiao Zhu, so when Huo Qi came out, he recognized the person.

The appearance is amazing, the temperament is cold, especially between the eyebrows and eyes, with a strong sharp color, which is completely different from the gentle and elegant Ji Ya.

Song Zhi his hands in the seam pockets of his trousers, and his eyes quickly lost his surprise when he saw the real person, he walked over, with a rare gentle smile on his face, and shouted, "Huh." ”

Huo Qi just lightly swept Song Zhi's face that was somewhat similar to Song Ning, and did not stop, as if he didn't hear it, he walked towards the side of the road without hurrying or slow.

Song Zhi's expression stiffened for a moment, but soon returned to normal, he walked up and walked side by side with her, still good-tempered, "Nothing, I'm your own uncle, and I'm here to pick you up for a meal......"

Huo Qi didn't squint, and the black coat made the whole person more and more cold, and the kind of momentum that people should not approach was that Song Zhi also felt a little oppressive.

He was slightly startled in his heart, and the words in his mouth unconsciously paused, and after two seconds, he continued: "...... And your mother, who should have arrived at the hotel by now, is waiting for us to come over. ”

When Huo Qi heard Song Zhi's last two words, Wubo's eyes finally had another look, her steps paused slightly, tilted her head, and her eyes fell on Song Zhi's face.

A pair of peach blossom eyes are deep and have no temperature.

Song Zhi's breath stagnated.

His niece's momentum is so strong.

"Do you Song family like to rush to send people's heads?" Huo Qi casually spit out a sentence.

Song Zhi's face changed, and when he opened his mouth and just wanted to speak, Cheng Ming, who was waiting on the side of the road, had already noticed this side and had already gotten out of the car and walked over.

Before Song Zhi could speak, he stood directly forward, isolating him from the eldest lady.

Cheng Ming's body is already full of anger, and it is not the kind of bluff of ordinary thugs at all, and his expressionless face is like a god.

Song Zhi subconsciously took a step back, "Who are you?" ”

Cheng Ming glanced at Song Zhi coldly, it seemed that the friendly exchange last time did not make the other party remember it for a long time, he ignored him, turned to look back at Huo Qi, nodded respectfully, and asked softly: "Miss, have you been scared?" ”

If he was frightened, his fists were already hungry. Thirsty.

Huo Qi's expression had returned to normal, "Not really." ”

When Cheng Ming heard this, he regretfully withdrew his gaze, then looked at Song Zhi again, and coldly spit out a word: "Get out." ”

Although Song Zhi was shocked by Cheng Ming's murderous aura, how could he endure it anymore when he was humiliated by the word 'roll'?

He tilted his head, looked directly at Huo Qi, and said in a calm voice: "Just asking you to have a meal together, do you have to make such a fuss?" No matter how you say it, it's all family. ”

Huo Qi raised her hand and brushed the backpack on her shoulders, her white fingertips were slender and slender, she nodded playfully, "The word family sounds quite fresh," after a pause, she said lightly: "Then the question is, are we really a family?" ”