Chapter 7 Song Shao, who is in power all over the world
Ye Qinqin's body staggered, and he saw Song Yuyi appear.
It can no longer be supported.
She let go of her hand and her body fell.
"Bang."
In his hand, the Western-style knife and fork that he had been holding tightly fell to the ground.
Ye Qinqin was unconscious, and there was only one thought left in his mind.
"Take Me Away......"
Song Yuyi's handsome face was shrouded in a cold and absolute anger.
He picked up Ye Qinqin in distress and held down the bleeding wound with one hand.
There was a furious anger between his eyebrows, like a storm coming, which made people tremble.
"Who are you?" Ye Longhai's heart was extremely cold.
Song Yuyi glanced at Ye Longhai, with a touch of indifference in his eyes.
No temperature, no emotion.
"Her man." Song Yuyi's expression was arrogant and cold.
Ye Longhai was shocked and exclaimed: "It is impossible for her to get married." ”
Song Yu's eyes were as bright as ice, and Ye Longhai's stunned and disbelieving expression made Ye Longhai dare not say a word at all.
When he saw Ye Qinqin's bloody wound, he held Ye Qinqin's wrist and suddenly tightened, and his domineering eyes swept across the audience.
Ye Xiaoshan, who was crying with tears, looked at the cold and charming man who suddenly appeared in front of her in surprise.
The silhouette is perfect, the facial features are three-dimensional, like a carved delicate and cold man, which is amazing.
Ye Xiaoshan was stunned, and she was jealous in her heart.
Gu Xinyan stood beside Ye Xiaoshan, looking at Ye Qinqin, whose face was pale, and couldn't help clenching her fists.
Song Yuyi was distressed, turned around, hugged Ye Qinqin, and quickly left the hotel.
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In a daze, Ye Qinqin felt a pair of strong and powerful arms hugging him tightly.
She tried hard to open her eyes, but she could only vaguely feel the hot breath and cold thin lips.
In a daze, Ye Qinqin seemed to hear two disputes.
"Song Shao, I really didn't expect that I would be able to see your expression other than cold."
A white-robed man with fair and delicate skin, skin like mutton fat jade, no flaws, black eyebrows and blue eyes, a high nose bridge, slightly moist lips glowing with a rose-like crystal luster, delicate and picturesque facial features, and extremely perfect white robe, chuckled.
On the left side of a pair of enchanting peach blossom eyes, there is a tear as red as blood, lined with bright eyes, as if it is a goblin in a mirage in the deep sea clouds.
A temperament that is both good and evil, evil and demonic.
"Nangong Qingchen, do your thing." Song Yuyi looked at Ye Qinqin in a coma.
Nangong Qingchen smiled evilly and turned the scalpel between his slender fingers.
Bandage the wound on Ye Qinqin's neck.
"Don't get wet." Nangong Qingchen's eyes were sharp, staring at the childish girl in Song Yuyi's arms.
The slender curly butterfly-like jet-black eyelashes trembled gently, and on the smooth white forehead, fine and dense beads of sweat slowly flowed down the cheeks, slowly disappearing in the jet-black sideburns......
"Who is she!" Nangong Qingchen was curious.
Song Shao, who can make the thousand-year-old wealthy family of country M dominate the world, the person who is on the tip of his heart, how fortunate he is to be able to witness it with his own eyes.
Song Shao and Song Yuyi are the dream lovers of all the women of the nobles of country M.
The only emperor of the Song dynasty.
The wealth of the Song Dynasty is not clear even to the Nangong Group, which ranks first in the wealth list on the surface of country M.
"It's none of your business." Song Yuyi said coldly.
When Nangong Qingchen saw Song Yuyi for the first time, he could feel that Song Yuyi was arrogant and cold-blooded in his bones, and he couldn't look down on anyone.
Including him, who is the young master of the Nangong Group - Nangong Qingchen.
He was still thinking about it when he had nothing to do just now, in this world, it is estimated that no one can enter Song Shao's eyes.
received a call from Song Shao, asking him to save people.
Song Yuyi felt Ye Qinqin's breathing gradually soothing, and breathed a sigh of relief, "You can go." ”