After Pan Hua finished making the call, Mu Yingying came back to her senses with a panicked face, she stomped her feet and rushed to her, raised her hand to greet her face, and shouted angrily, "Pan Hua, you are so shameless, you actually complained to Qingshu!" ”

Scold! This slap, the wind brings the momentum, Mu Yingying is angry.

Qiao Muben, who was still standing by the door, was still watching the play with his hands on his chest, and when he saw the other party make a move, his face suddenly gloomy and he stepped forward.

However, Mu Yingying obviously overestimated herself!

As her arm was close at hand, Pan Hua raised her hand unhurriedly and calmly grabbed Mu Yingying's wrist.

If you can't say it, you can do it, and that's it!

Pan Hua's strength is not small, pinching Mu Yingying's wrist and leaning forward, her body advantage almost crushed the other party, her eyes hit Mu Yingying's slightly flustered eyes, and her voice was low and cold, "Since it is you and his housework, there is no reason to stir me in, Miss Mu didn't dare to ask Song Qingshu, so she deliberately came to me to trouble?" ”

There was a slight pain from Mu Yingying's pinched wrist, accompanied by Pan Hua's cold tone and the night breeze that hit, and she shivered.

"You let go of me, you two, why are you still stunned? Didn't you see her going to hit me? Get her out of here! ”

Mu Yingying couldn't say it, and she couldn't beat it, so she could only sprinkle her anger on the stunned bodyguards on the side.

The latter suddenly came back to his senses, but before he stepped forward, he was quickly put to the ground by Ouyang Xun, and the two bodyguards looked confused and fell on their backs properly.

Wow, what's the matter? It was so fast that they didn't even have time to react.

In the car, Lin Huanhuan clapped his hands and applauded. Outside the car, Qiao Mu rubbed his eyebrows, a little headache.

He was inexplicably a little irritable, if Mu Yingying's slap really hit Pan Hua's face, not to mention that the land at the foot of the mountain on the shore of Bomin Lake was out of play, it was very likely that cold-blooded would end his family and his nest!

Luckily...... There should still be drama on the turf!

At this time, from the direction of Beicheng, cars on the highway come and go; In the distance, a streamlined Rolls-Royce Phantom changed lanes from the converging traffic.

Qiao Mu glanced at it inadvertently, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the Rolls-Royce phantom that was getting closer and closer, until ...... When I saw the license plate number of 8888 with my own eyes, I sighed heavily.

What a fucking lover! I actually came to Beicheng too! How worried is his ability to deal with things?

The Rolls-Royce Phantom drove in from far and near, and when the car slowly stopped behind the Bugatti Veil, Pan Hua also let go of Mu Yingying's wrist.

Her clear eyes didn't blink, and even Mu Yingying couldn't help but cast her gaze.

After the car door opened, under the white mist-like lamppost overhead, the cold-blooded arm was wrapped in a camel-colored thin windbreaker, a structured and slender black shirt and trousers, and the night breeze on the national highway slowly walked like a sky falling.

Suddenly, Pan Hua felt very unreal!

The man's broad steps approached, and his cold eyes swept over Mu Yingying and the others, like a sharp blade stabbing at the other party.

Mu Yingying was shocked, in the man's sight, she actually felt a little difficult to breathe, and the chill spread all over her limbs.

The cold-blooded and majestic figure crossed her and gradually stopped in front of Pan Hua. At this moment, his fierceness was exhausted, and a touch of unhappiness crossed his eyes full of soft colors, and the camel-colored windbreaker that raised his arm was draped over her thin shoulders, gently pulled into his arms, and lowered his lips: "Why do you wear so little?" ”

Pan Hua's throat was choked, lying on his shoulder, his snort was filled with his clear breath, and his heart was full of indescribable feelings.

She wanted to ask how it was coming from the direction of Beicheng.

But after thinking about it, I suppressed this thought again; The man in front of her had always stirred all her senses and emotions in his own unique way.

She knew he was here to pick her up.

Maybe he's just done, maybe he's not done yet, but because she's going back, he's here.

The man hugged her, ignoring the eyes of outsiders, and in this untimely scene, he pulled out the enviable Fengyue.

This hug didn't last long, and when Pan Hua was let go in cold blood, a convoy was rapidly approaching in the direction of Beicheng......

In the parking strip of the national highway, Mu Yingying looked at the cold-blooded in a trance, this man's overly outstanding face and the awe-inspiring nature of the living made her subconsciously want to escape.

But the bodyguard she brought was still lying on the ground with her waist and eyes covered, and next to Pan Hua's nanny car, there was another dark-faced man and their driver, no matter how you looked at it, it was not good for her.

"You, who are you?"

After a long time, Mu Yingying found her voice, her hands tugging at the hem of her skirt, her eyes wandering between cold-blooded and Pan Hua.

Qiao Mu glanced at her coldly, sneered lightly, and said sarcastically, "You don't even know who he is, you dare to come to find trouble, is it the courage that the Song family gave you?" ”

These words made Mu Yingying shake her body again.

But when she thought of Song Qingshu's enthusiasm and care for Pan Hua tonight, and even personally introduced it to the old lady, Mu Yingying was full of unwillingness.

She suppressed the panic in her heart, stepped forward, and provoked with a sharp voice: "Pan Hua, I didn't expect your relationship between men and women to be so chaotic." Obviously there is a man, but he is still so close to Qingshu tonight, does the gentleman next to you know? ”

Pan Hua: "......"

Are you sure you're not a fool?

She looked at the man beside her unhurriedly, a helpless and sarcastic smile bloomed on her lips, and the fingertips held by the man in the palm of her hand gently scratched him, and jokingly: "This gentleman, do you believe it?" ”

There was an itch in the cold-blooded palm, he tightened his fingertips, looked at her dark eyes, faintly connived, and said in a low and soft voice: "I only believe in you!" ”

The simple four words are loud and sound, and they also contain the unspeakable trust and firmness of men in her.

When the words fell, his gaze shot towards Mu Yingying inch by inch, with a thin coldness and a sharp cold dark glow.

Mu Yingying's breath stagnated, and her eyes were completely confused. How so!

Here, Mu Yingying was still immersed in disbelief and couldn't extricate herself, and on the highway behind them, a row of black McLaren teams were quietly approaching.

Qiao Mu also saw the speeding convoy, standing behind the cold-blooded, and reminded, "It should be the Song family who is here." ”

"Hmm."

The man responded indifferently, and his ink-colored pupils burst out with a little coldness.

The convoy, parked behind the Bugatti, became more and more crowded on the emergency stop strip as it took over the road.

As soon as Mu Yingying saw the arrival of the convoy, the whole person panicked, looking around, as if she wanted to find a place to hide.

However, at this time, the door of the first McLaren car had been opened, and Song Qingshu was dressed as a gentleman like jade and strode out.

Mu Yingying froze in place, lowered her head in a panic, and trembled even more violently.

When Song Qingshu got out of the car, a number of bodyguards also walked down from the convoy behind him.

Among them was a man in a dark blue suit, who looked at him as soon as he appeared in the car.

In the thick night, next to the parking strip of the national highway, the atmosphere is strangely gloomy.

Song Qingshu threw back his hand and slammed the car door, the lenses flashed coldly under the light beam, and his gaze fell on Pan Hua, but it was finally fixed on her waistline that was hugged.

Her gaze was slightly sideways, and she collided with her cold-blooded gaze......

a cold family with four less; One Song family seven less!

The same outstanding and handsome man, separated by a short distance, seems to be competing, like scrutiny, and seems to be a battle without gunpowder.

All around, it's as quiet as water.

At this time, a man in a dark blue suit paced from the back of the vehicle, passing by Song Qingshu, and a contemptuous sneer seemed to be left in the air.

"Second Master Qiao, it's okay, right?"

This man is the third child of the Song family, Song Qingyu.

Song Qingyu walked in front of Qiao Mu, glanced at the back of the Bugatti's car that was hit, and asked with anger in his eyebrows.

Qiao Mu raised his eyebrows and sneered, his eyes were bright, "If there is a big problem, I may not be able to stand here and talk to you now!" ”

These words are full of cool irony.

Song Qingyu's expression froze, with a little apology, and then he bowed his head and said, "Let Second Master Qiao, you be surprised." ”

It seems that Song Qingyu is extremely cautious in his attitude towards Qiao Mu, and even a little humble.

He looked to be about forty years old, but an obvious hanging needle line on his eyebrows made his whole person look a little gloomy and cold, especially those eyes, sophisticated, exuding a deep gloom and darkness.

Song Qingyu greeted Qiao Mu for a moment, then turned to look at Mu Yingying, who was panicked on the side.

He narrowed his eyes, his expression mixed with danger and gloom and paced slowly, opening his mouth as he walked: "His grandmother's, Mu Yingying, have you eaten leopard gall?" How dare you trouble them? If there is really an accident, I want your Mu family to disappear in Beicheng. ”

At tonight's birthday banquet, being able to invite Qiao Mu to him is the most important thing for him, because Qiao Mu is his biggest partner in business. As the saying goes, the rule of survival for businessmen is: the world is a big deal, and interests come first.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I got out of Beicheng, I learned that they were rear-ended and almost caused a car accident.

If it weren't for the content of the phone call between Song Qingshu and Pan Hua in the Song family's old mansion just now, I'm afraid that after today, his business dealings with Qiao Mu would have completely evaporated.

Damn Mu Yingying!

As Song Qingyu's footsteps approached, Mu Yingying's face turned pale, and her feet stood in place and kept trembling!

She raised her eyes in horror, stepped back step by step in a panic, and muttered, "Three...... Third master, I didn't mean to. ”

In her eyes, in the entire Song family, what she feared most was Song Qingyu.

He is too dark, too terrifying, and his methods are even more ruthless. Once she saw the third child of the Song family beat a family's bodyguard to a cripple, not to mention how terrifying the scene was, she felt that he was the king of Hades in hell.

Originally, she just wanted to find trouble with Pan Hua, but she didn't expect to offend the guests of the Song family.

This ...... Down the drain!

Mu Yingying was so panicked that she was at a loss, her face was pale and she knelt on the ground, speechless, unable to speak.

"Green Book, Green ......"

It wasn't until her eyes swept to Song Qingshu's figure that she stood up and ran towards him with difficulty as if she had seen a savior.

However, because the fishtail skirt was too elongated, she tripped over the skirt and fell to the ground as soon as she ran two steps, and she was instantly embarrassed, her hair was messy, her expression was panicked, and her arrogance had already dived away, and now she was like an ugly duckling being spurned by others.

Mu Yingying fell in front of Song Qingshu's toes, her eyes were red, she lay on the ground and looked up at the man who was close to her, stretched out her arm to him, and prayed with her face, "Qingshu ......"

The expected picture of the hero saving the beauty has not come for a long time, and it will not happen to her.

Mu Yingying's outstretched arm stiffened in the air, and she looked up at Song Qingshu with great effort, but she saw an indifferent cold color in his eyes.

Why is this happening? Why is this happening to me......

"Lift her up." Looking at Song Qingshu, who was really an eyesore, he instructed the bodyguard beside him and said.

Mu Yingying was picked up from the ground by the bodyguards, her hair was messy and spread on her shoulders randomly, and her bright fishtail skirt was stained with dust, and she obviously didn't look like the tsundere eldest lady a few quarters of an hour ago.

Her steps were vain, and she swayed a few times before she could stand firmly.

"Qingshu ......" was obviously confused at the moment, and he was already incoherent.

Song Qingshu looked at him indifferently, there was no wave in his eyes, no pity, as if he was looking at a strange passerby.

"Miss Mu, I thought you were a smart woman!"

When Song Qingyu spoke, the corners of Mu Yingying's lips were already white, and tears came out of her eyes.

She breathed tremblingly, lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong, and the title of 'Miss Mu' shattered all the expectations in her heart.

"Half a year ago, when the Song Mu family dissolved the marriage contract, you were also there, so in what capacity are you interfering in the affairs of the Song family now? Kindness? ”

Song Qingyu straightforwardly explained the relationship between the two, like an executioner, announced her 'death sentence' in public, and mercilessly attributed her actions to ridiculous self-inflicted affection.