Later, in order to express her gratitude to Song Shihao, Xie Jinsong gave her a way to the entertainment industry, but the premise is that she is not allowed to say a word to Xie Jinxiao in this matter, otherwise, she will quietly disappear into this world like those who kidnapped Xie Jinxiao.

  So until now, Xie Jinxiao didn't know that he still had such an unspeakable past, because Xie Jinsong was afraid that he would have a psychological shadow after he knew, and he would be afraid to go out with his friends and drink.

  He hopes that his younger siblings can grow up well, play to their heart's content when it's time to play, and have no worries when it's time to wave. It's just that since that incident, Xie Jinxiao has been with people all the time, no matter how late he plays, he can still send him home safely.

  Xu Sangtian was stunned when he heard this, feeling that Xie Jinxiao, that thing didn't matter if he was drunk? And I was almost unaware of what was given by others?

  "Then how do you know that it wasn't Song Shihao's strategy to get close to you?" Xu Sangtian did not relent.

  "I've checked it, and it really has nothing to do with her." Xie Jinsong looked at the beautiful little face in front of him, and his lips were enough, "Jealous?" ”

  "Nope! Impossible! If you really have an affair with another woman, then I will go and destroy that woman and snatch you back! Xu Sangtian grabbed Xie Jinsong's collar and spoke viciously.

  "Well, so am I." Mr. Xie opened his mouth quietly.

  Xu Sangtian's brain circled the earth again before coming back, and after reacting, she suddenly felt that her family's beauty rank was getting higher and higher.

  "Wow~ Baby, you don't have to rob it, I'm yours, all my life!" Xu Sangtian lay on his shoulder, his heart was full.

  At the same time, the imperial capital, "always in" the fourth floor.

  The man sits diagonally on the sofa in the box in a burgundy shirt. He unbuttoned his shirt in two, revealing a patch of honey-colored skin. The wine glass in his hand was filled with red wine, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but the smile showed a hint of evil.

  There was no one else in the box except him, and his amber eyes fell on the door of the box, as if waiting for someone.

  The wait was a little longer, during which time he had finished pouring himself a second glass of red wine. Before his patience ran out, the door to the box was finally opened. A curvaceous woman walked in from outside the door, her soft hair draped over her shoulders, and her palm-sized face was full of indifference, revealing a hint of power.

  She opened her mouth, and it was the unique smoke voice that belonged to her: "Mr. Yang, long time no see." His voice was cold, revealing a hint of disgust.

  The man looked at the woman with a good face, and hooked his lips evilly: "I haven't seen you for two years, and you are still so indifferent." It really broke my heart. ”

  Song Shihao looked coldly at the person sitting on the sofa: "Mr. Yang, if you have something, just talk about it, why bother around the bend." In the past two years, I have received a lot of phone calls about you, and the owner of this bar is still me, and Mr. Yang also pays a little attention to things. ”

  Yang Minghui pretended to have a sad expression: "Shi Hao, your indifference really makes me sad, but if you change, I won't be used to it." ”

  Song Shihao sat in the farthest place from Yang Minghui, with his hands on his chest, still not giving him a look.

  Yang Minghui sneered, got up and walked in the direction of Song Shihao: "Shi Hao, why bother to see each other like this, we have met so many times frankly." He stood still in front of Song Shihao, reached out to hook her chin, and forced Song Shihao to look up at him.