Chapter 42: Sick Brother Is Not Easy to Mess With (42)

The phone is still on a call.

Song Jin blinked, and before he could respond, the person on the other side seemed to recognize his voice first.

In the next second, he hung up the phone violently.

Song Jin: "??? ”

It's really faster than anyone else.

Is it that scary??

She tilted her head, glanced at the beautiful young man who was close at hand, I don't know how much he heard, shook the mobile phone screen that was still on, and after hanging up, the page had jumped, and the first number on the screen was clearly visible, "Assistant, let him help me do something." ”

The young man lowered his head slightly, his fine and soft black hair rubbed against her neck, and the long eyelashes that hung down gently seemed to be covered with a faint thin light, which was incredibly beautiful.

He hugged her eyelashes and was silent for a while, half loudly, before he let out a soft "oh".

Seeing that he didn't have a seizure, Song Jin couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in surprise.

The next second, I heard him ask in a soft voice that seemed to be inadvertent, "What's the matter, maybe I can still help my brother." ”

The expression on that very seductive and beautiful face is clean and well-behaved, the eyebrows and eyes are full of softness, the soft and moist lips are gently pursed, and the dark eyes under the long eyelashes seem to carry the galaxy, which is dazzling.

Song Jin really couldn't help but reach over and pinch his face.

It's a shame to sell cute.

The touch under the hand is soft and delicate, especially when it is brushed by the eyelashes of the teenager, like brushing the fan on the back of the hand, which is cool.

[Hold on, don't expose it.] 】

"Bang Bang I can't help it, I'm going to toss and turn and ravage. him a hundred times! ”

At this point, the system just coldly spit out one word: [Forbearance. 】

She hurriedly regained the only remaining reason, and reluctantly put down her fingers, "Uh... Actually, it's not a big deal," Seeing that the young man looked at her silently, she considered it weakly, "Didn't I tell you that Lin Qiangrose is like my long-lost sister, and I just want to help her." ”

The young man tilted his head slightly, pulled his lips, and his tone was not emotional, "But brother, Ms. Hao told me that you don't have a sister, and even you were picked up by her on the street, so... Is my brother lying to me? ”

“......”

Street...

Is my life so bumpy?

But...

Song Jin's focus was completely offset, "How much did she charge you?" ”

Ms. Hao is beautiful and has a demonic figure, and her IQ and EQ are highly online, but she treats money as her life too much, after entering the door, Qi Dongchen and her have to charge Ms. Hao by the second, or the kind that pays first and then speaks, and it is not possible to pay on credit.

Song Jin has no money, so she usually doesn't go to her mother to talk to her when she has something to do, for fear of being slaughtered.

For a long time, she hadn't been in touch for too long, and at one point she almost forgot what her mother looked like.

is such a money-hungry woman who even has to be billed by the second when she usually speaks, let alone ask her such a question about her life experience related to privacy.

"Huh?" I didn't think about it, but the young man frowned, obviously a little confused, "What is my brother talking about?" ”

She thought of a possibility, and was stunned, "She won't confiscate your money." ”

The boy lowered his eyes and was silent, apparently acquiescing.

“......”

She believed that she had picked it up, and Qi Jue was her mother's own!

At the same time, her mother's image of a strong woman who dared to argue with Qi Dongchen, the CEO of a multinational company, in her heart was suddenly shattered into scum.

Just when Song Jin was speechless, the mobile phone in his hand was picked up.

The young man circled her, his fingers casually fiddling with her mobile phone, seeing that he lowered his eyes as if he wanted to pretend to throw the mobile phone out inadvertently, Song Jin hurriedly rushed over and held his hand.

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