Liang Hao heard what the people around him said, looked Song Jingqi up and down, had an abacus in his heart, raised his hand and touched his chin, looking like a color embryo, "Song Yixiong is short and ugly, how can he give birth to such a good-looking daughter, it's a pity not to taste it." ”

The people on one side coaxed, "Lao Liang, everyone else begs you, just accept it." Such a good appearance is better than those women outside, at least clean. With that, the man laughed.

Song Jingqi, who listened to it, was terrified, a pair of fingers were twisted together, and he wanted to turn his head and leave.

Liang Hao raised his chin, "Hey, you have to beg for someone, it's too unkind to want an empty glove white wolf." ”

At this time, a cold voice sounded, "Mr. Liang, you can be a father at your age, and it is not good to be said that the old cow eats tender grass." ”

This voice made Song Jingqi's back stiffen, as if a cold wind was blowing behind her, freezing her. After three years, her voice is still in her mind and has never forgotten.

I thought that three years could be changed and forgotten. Hearing it again, the pain of the past came back to me.

Pei Yueshu, the forbidden wound in her heart.

Her whole body was stiff, her feet were filled with lead, and she couldn't move her steps when she tried to escape. It wasn't until the person in the black suit who showed off his perfect body walked up to her that she eased up a little, and she didn't dare to look directly at Pei Yueshu.

Three years ago, his roaring voice came like thunder, "Get out, get out of here." Don't show up in front of me for the rest of your life. ”

For three years, these simple words lingered in her ears and became a lingering nightmare for her.

Seeing it again, the pain is torn.

The years have not left too many traces on Pei Yueshu's face, but the whole person looks more mature and stable. In the three years abroad, she has not dared to pay attention to his dynamics, but the three words Pei Yueshu lingered in her heart.

Pei Yueshu's deep eyes stared at Song Jingqi, and when he saw Song Jingqi hanging his head, an unhappy sullen feeling surged up in his heart, and the words changed, "But Miss Song is willing to send it to the door, and it doesn't seem good that Mr. Liang doesn't accept it." ”

Pei Yueshu's cold and sarcastic words reached Song Jingqi's ears, and she raised her head sharply to meet Pei Yueshu's deep eyes that were full of coldness.

How could he say that about himself.

Even if he was in love, he just treated her as a stranger, why should he hurt people so much.

When Liang Hao heard this, he was even more itchy in his heart, he was a womanizer, and his wife at home had long been disliked by him, if it weren't for his reputation, he would have divorced a long time ago.

"Mr. Pei, that's what you said." A pair of squinting eyes stared at Song Jingqi, as if they were going to eat her in the next second.

Song Jingqi was annoyed and took a deep breath, "Mr. Liang." "Don't call Liang Hao anymore, Uncle Liang, "I didn't come to ask for your help to sell myself to you, I just hope that you can see the past relationship with my father and help our Song Group get through the difficulties." ”

"Now who in this circle doesn't know that your Song Group is a dead hole, and whoever injects capital is equivalent to jumping into it. I can't trade at a loss! ”

Song Jingqi's little face was flushed, and he was angry. She noticed the sarcasm on Pei Yueshu's indifferent face, and her fingers were clenched into fists and clenched together.

The current Pei Yueshu is no longer the Yueshu she knew back then, and has become strange and terrifying.

Her gaze followed Pei Yueshu until he sat on the sofa, his legs folded together, leaning on the back of the sofa casually, and looking at her with a sneer in his eyes.

Song Jingqi's heart seemed to be dripping blood, she knew that he never believed that his mother's death had nothing to do with him, and he still hated and blamed himself.

She turned her head to look at Liang Hao, she was disgusted when she looked at this face, but what was more important than the Song family in front of her, and slowly spoke, "Mr. Liang, what do you say?" ”