In a very irritable mood, Murong Feng decided to go to the bar to drink, and many beauties who wanted to talk to him were stopped by the bodyguards one by one, and he poured them down one by one, already a little drunk, but he still felt empty in his heart.

"Chang Xiaoxiao, I miss you so much." Deep down, he calls out affectionately every day. Thoughts were in the blood and bones, tormenting his nerves and making him almost lose his mind.

When he got up and was about to go home, he saw a girl at the bar being pestered by several men.

The girl was dressed like Chang Xiaoxiao, with a high ponytail like Chang Xiaoxiao. She turned her back to Murong Feng and couldn't see her face clearly.

"Laugh." Murong Feng staggered forward, and the wine bottle and glass on the low table were hit by him and shattered to the ground.

A man ignored the girl's resistance and hugged her waist, Murong Feng rushed over with a punch, the man was knocked to the ground, his accomplices wanted to make a move, Murong Feng's bodyguards rushed in front and beat the other party to pieces.

"Xiaoxiao, is that you?" Murong Feng patted the shoulder of the girl who was crying.

The girl turned around and sobbed, and the little face of the pear blossom with the rain looked pitiful.

"Young Master Murong."

"Miss Song?" After Murong Feng saw the person clearly, he immediately withdrew his hand.

Song Caiwei said while crying: "Thank you Young Master Murong for saving your life, if it weren't for you, I really don't know what to do?" ”

Murong Feng felt that she was crying annoyingly, and only when she often smiled and cried, he would feel pitiful.

"You're alone?"

Song Caiwei nodded, "I've always been curious about this kind of place, so I secretly wanted to come and see it alone, but I didn't expect to meet those bad guys." ”

"Wei Qing, send her back."

"Yes, young master."

Murong Feng was about to leave, but Song Caiwei pulled his sleeve.

"Young Master Murong, wait!"

Murong Feng looked at her condescendingly, glanced at her hand, and was a little displeased.

Song Caiwei immediately let go, bit her lip, pretended to be frightened, and hurriedly apologized.

"I'm sorry, Young Master Murong, I didn't mean to."

"Anything else?"

"Last time, my father's company had a crisis, thanks to Young Master Murong's great help, we were able to get through it, and our whole family is very grateful to you."

Murong Feng put his hand in his trouser pocket, sneered twice, and left a sentence, "Then your whole family is really grateful to the wrong person, I am not as good as you imagined." ”

"I don't think so, I think Young Master Murong is a good person, didn't you save me just now?"

Murong Feng glanced at her and snorted coldly, "I, Murong Feng, am very ruthless, if you don't recognize the wrong person, you will be beaten to death by them, and I won't care about you." And Miss Song is still more suitable for wearing a dress, this shirt and jeans are really not good on you. ”

He strode away, her expression complicated as she watched his back.

"Miss Song, I'll send you." Wei Qing walked to Song Caiwei's side.

"No thanks, I have a car." She replied with a look on her face.

Song Caiwei, who was sitting in the car, smashed the steering wheel with a fist, and while speeding, she was venting her inner dissatisfaction. She was so unwilling that she worked so hard in exchange for such a result. She thinks about Murong Feng every day, but he doesn't take himself to heart at all, and it seems superfluous to even glance at him. The corners of her mouth twitched, and her eyes narrowed slightly, glowing fiercely.

"As long as Chang Xiaoxiao is gone, I still have a chance, as long as I Song Caiwei wants to get it, I must get it."