The car slowly drove to the first hospital in City A, the patients and nurses who came and went, some looked at the black Rolls-Royce, Mu Shengfeng opened his dark eyes, and through the car window, he could see that the entrance of the hospital was deserted.

After waiting in place for a while, the driver couldn't help but ask, "Mu Shao, do you want to make a phone call with the young grandmother?"

"No, you don't."

When Mu Shengfeng heard this, his delicate face was cold and hard, his eyelashes were raised, and his eyes flashed slightly, and after a while, he gently spit out these two words.

The driver felt a chill, shivered, held the steering wheel and didn't speak.

Accompanied Mu Shao and waited, an hour later, a man and a woman came out of the hospital, the driver took a closer look, the woman was none other than the young grandmother he just said, the young grandmother was wearing private clothes, looking at the past, her skin was fair, very conspicuous, her eyes looked at the man beside her from time to time, the man was tall and mighty, and the eyes of the young grandmother were particularly gentle.

Definitely interesting for young grandma!

The driver secretly looked in the rearview mirror, Mu Shao looked at the two of them coldly, his index finger tapped lightly on the window, his eyes flashed with a cold light, he narrowed slightly, his lips were pursed, and the whole person looked extremely gloomy.

The driver shuddered.

The young master is angry.

Yes, if you don't get angry, you won't be called a young master. Alas, I don't know what the relationship between the young grandmother and that man is, I hope the young master and the young grandmother don't quarrel.

The young grandmother and the man stood in front of a black BMW, and the two talked for a few words, and after a while, the young grandmother got into the car.

Surprise!

The driver hurriedly asked, "Mu Shao, do you want to make a phone call with the young grandmother?!"

At the very least, tell her we're nearby!

Mu Shengfeng glanced at him casually, the gloomy look in his eyes was extraordinarily terrifying, and the back of the driver was gusting with a gust of wind. The driver stiffly turned his head, put his hands on the steering wheel, and made small movements.

Isn't it okay if he doesn't speak!

The black BMW in front of him drove away quickly, and a low and calm voice came from behind him.

"Keep up."

The driver immediately followed, the front car skills are very good, the speed is stable, the road is smooth, and the following is not hurried, which can ensure that it will not be lost. Soon, there was a bar.

The entrance to the bar is deserted, there are two uniformed waiters at the door, the black BMW is parked in the parking lot, and the driver is parked in a very secluded place, and you can see the scene in front of the bar.

Soon, the young grandmother walked into the bar with the man.

Before nightfall, the neon lights above the bar flickered faintly, and people went in and out one after another, seeing the young grandmother and the strange man disappear into the bar, the driver was anxious again.

"Mu Shao!"

Mu Shengfeng's face was very heavy, in this quiet car, he was very depressed, he just sat there, expressionless, and could feel the oppression.

After the driver finished speaking, he trembled.

Damn, I didn't keep my mouth shut.

Mu Shengfeng took out his mobile phone, glanced at it, and then sneered.

The phone rang non-stop.

Over there, Shen Shengyu in the box was sitting in the corner, her bag was in the dead corner of the sofa, and the music in the box was very loud and deafening. The phone in her bag was flickering and jumping wildly, and all she had in her ears was those DJ dance music.

There were many men and women in the box, all wearing delicate makeup, dressed coolly, holding wine glasses, dancing hot dances, and the lively atmosphere came to the face.

Song Yuqiao pushed the door in, and the eyes of those people instantly fell on him, and the coaxing and shouting were overwhelming.

"Song Shao! Song Shao! ”

"Happy celebration of Song Shao's twenty-eighth birthday!"

"Song Shao come and sing one, come and sing one."

……

The shouts and commotions overlapped, and those who were heckling had bright, enthusiastic smiles on their faces, waving their hands and twisting their waists.

Shen Shengyu looked at their figures and sat alone on the side, out of place.

Suddenly, a woman stood up and shouted loudly.

"Song Yuqiao, this is my birthday present to you."

The woman ran out of the crowd and came to him, holding a gift and looking at him expectantly. The spotlight hits them, adding a hazy halo to them.

The crowd resounded with chirping exclamations and jealous female voices.

"Isn't this Xiao Rongrong?"

"Looks like yes, she's so good-looking."

"Miss Xiao likes Song Shao?"

"Isn't that obvious? I heard that the Song family seems to like Xiao Rongrong very much, and intends to let Song Shao contact her. ”

"Ah, I'm sour. But they're a good match. ”

……

Xiao Rongrong carefully spent her makeup today, she was usually very confident, but today was different, her nervous palms were sweating, holding the gift, trembling, pursing her lips slightly, looking at Song Yuqiao expectantly, being looked at by him, she was flustered.

Although Song Yuqiao has no feelings for her, she knows it, but she still wants to be Bo Yibo, and she doesn't want to leave regrets for herself.

It's just that the outstretched gift is in mid-air, and the sounds of the people around her gradually turn into ridicule and sneer, Xiao Rongrong's expectant smile froze, her eyes were full of embarrassment, and those unbearable sarcasm came from her ears, she felt uncomfortable and disappointed.

Just when the stalemate was at a stalemate, Song Yuqiao stretched out his hand to catch the gift.

He smiled detachedly at her.

"Thank you."

Xiao Rongrong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, her stiff cheeks softened, and her bright eyes looked at Song Yuqiao deeply, full of him.

"I hope you like it." Xiao Rongrong licked her lips and said nervously.

Song Yuqiao bowed, and quickly swept over her face, his eyes fell on the woman on the sofa not far away, the light and shadow fell on her body, scattered and scattered, and the black shadow covered half of her face.

If you are in the shadows.

Song Yuqiao turned around and went on stage, picked up the microphone, the coaxing around gradually became higher, Xiao Rongrong stared at him all the time, and immediately looked at him just now, she followed his gaze, there was still a woman sitting in the corner of the sofa, the woman's upright posture, half of her face was hidden in the dark night, and she couldn't see clearly.

But she inexplicably felt hostility.

Does that woman know Song Yuqiao?

"Everyone is welcome to my birthday party, and then I will sing a love song for everyone, and then everyone should eat and drink, you can eat and drink, and the cake will be pushed by the waiter."

Song Yuqiao's magnetic voice came from the microphone, he was against the light, his posture was long, and his golden glasses reflected the light.

The crowd below screamed hip-hop.

After a while, Song Yuqiao's low and magnetic voice sounded softly, the background music was soft and long, the emotions were high and low, the voice was soothing and soft, his eyes were fixed on the woman on the sofa, half-squinting a pair of eyes, revealing a lazy and lazy look.