"You don't have to keep An like this." I don't know how long it will take to change my heart, and an empty day is a loss of a lot of money. Song Qing actually raised An's for so long in vain?

"It's okay, I can afford it, you stepmother, you really didn't disappoint me."

An Zhen listened to the sarcasm in her words and was a little embarrassed.

"Sometimes when it is broken, it is broken, Mr. An."

An Zhen only felt that his face was hotter, "This heart, I'll go find it, this is our family's business after all"

"Are you sure you're busy right now?"

An Zhen: ""

"I'd better go." Bai Jing patted An Zhen's shoulder, this Song Qing is really choking to death, An Zhen, a thin-skinned humble gentleman, is really not good.

Song Qing thought that Zhou Yuan could hold out for at least two days, but the next day she received a call from Xiao Haidu, saying that Zhou Yuan wanted to see her.

Song Qing and Zhou Yuan made an appointment at a tea hall owned by the Lu family.

Zhou Yuan wears sunglasses and a hat with a large round brim, in the summer, wrapped so tightly, who believes it if there is no ghost??

"Have you figured it out?" Song Qing took a sip of green tea and said.

"Five million won't work, I want ten million." Zhou Yuan gritted her teeth and shouted out a price. Although they are at An's house, the money An Zhen gave them is just enough to live, and he never gives them more. If she has 10 million and can change An Linlin's heart, who wants to stay in An's house!

"Six hundred at most." Song Qing didn't raise his eyebrows.

"Eight hundred!"

"Six hundred." Song Qing raised a pair of cold eyes: "Zhou Yuan doesn't want to make an inch, I am looking at An Jingjing's face, so I am like this, otherwise, I have a way to make you disappear into the world." ”

"Six hundred is six hundred!" Zhou Yuan was stared at by Song Qing and trembled, gritted her teeth.

"Okay."

"What about the heart? What about the heart? Zhou Yuan still has some conscience, remembering her daughter lying on the hospital bed.

"I'll get the best medical team in Switzerland to come and book you a plane ticket to Santiago tomorrow, where it's best to recuperate." A moment of cunning slipped through Song Qing's eyes.

Zhou Yuan gritted her teeth, "Okay." ”

After Zhou Yuan left, Song Qing was about to go out, but it rained, and it came a little violently, and the summer rain had a very fast momentum.

Song Qing was standing outside the revolving door, and when he was about to call someone to pick him up, he met Xi Chuan, who also came out.

"Miss Song." Xi Chuan was dressed in a white suit and held a large black umbrella in his hand. Every move is a time of elegance.

"Xi Dashao."

"Miss Song, where are you going? I'll send you? Outside the house, Xi Chuan stepped forward without moving, and used his body to block the wind and rain that slanted in for her, but the two of them maintained a comfortable distance.

"Blue Seal Bar."

After speaking, an umbrella fell on Song Qing's head, and the two of them were under the same umbrella, Xi Chuan tilted the umbrella slightly and leaned against Song Qing.

In the car, Xi Chuan didn't have much to say, but the hands of the driver were white.

Song Qing swept the pair of extremely artistic hands, and doubts flashed in his eyes, Xu was discovered by Xi Chuan.

Xi Chuan explained with a smile: "It may be my first time sending a girl, and I am a little nervous." After speaking, Xi Chuan's hand holding the steering wheel tightened and loosened, and he really looked at a loss.

"It is said that Xi Dashao grew up in the West and received the most orthodox Western-style education."

Will you be nervous about sending girls??

Who is the man who was so gentle and elegant that it was hard to refuse?

"It varies from person to person, after all, people like Miss Song can't make people feel a little slack." Xi Chuan smiled at Wen Er.

"There are quite a few people who are afraid of me." Song Qing didn't mind Xi Chuan talking like this, this man was a gentleman from beginning to end.

Song Qing raised his head and looked at him, his eyebrows were as cold as the moon, and he was stained with a layer of doubt: "Have we seen each other before?" ”

Xi Chuan was stunned and asked politely, "Why does Miss Song have this idea?" ”

"It's comfortable with you."

"That's a real pleasure for me."

"Xi Shao, don't we really know each other?" Song Qing asked again.

"Perhaps, who knows."

Song Qing saw that Xi Chuan was a little embarrassed, so he no longer bothered about this problem, and when he arrived at the blue seal, Xi Chuan opened the car door for Song Qing gently, and when Song Qing thought he was leaving, Xi Chuan actually took an umbrella and went in with her.

"You"

"I'm going to see Komae, are you too?" Xi Chuan smiled, his eyes seemed to be covered with a cloud, and he was gentle.

Song Qing looked away and nodded.

"Song Qing! Brother Xi? Bai Qian had already sat on the card seat, waiting for them, and as soon as he saw Xi Chuan, he raised his hand to say hello, and he was even more surprised to see Song Qing beside Xi Chuan.

"You know?" Song Qing asked Bai Qian.

"Yes, Xi Bai Haoning is a world friend, and he used to be in a military compound."

Song Qing knew it, no wonder.

"Here's a ticket for you." Song Qing took out a few tickets for Chenping's concert in November from the small bag he carried.

"You really got it? It's the best location! Bai Qian took it excitedly, and admired Song Qing even more.

Song Qing smiled but said nothing.

"Hey, it seems that I came for nothing." Xichuan Road.

Song Qing looked at him suspiciously, and Xi Chuan also took out a few tickets, which were adjacent to the position of the tickets that Song Qing got.

"I originally wanted to give you a gift, but I didn't expect that someone got a better seat earlier than me." Xi Chuan teased.

Bai Qian burst out laughing: "Brother Xi, this is not like you, when did you, an immortal, also descend to earth?" ”

Xi Chuan's gaze swept over Song Qing thoughtfully.

"Song Qing, why don't you go together?" Bai Qian asked, he really likes Song Qing, not only can fight, but also has high musical attainments.

"Brother Xi has four in his hand, you have four here, just so you can call two more people, don't waste it, such a good seat."

Song Qing thought about it, and An Jingjing, who had been seriously injured recently, said goodbye.

Xi Chuan did not object.

When Song Qing left, it was still raining, and Xi Chuan said to send her, but she refused.

In the evening, Song Qing went back to the villa on Fenglin Road.

Hao Yu is leaving again, according to him, he will go abroad for a few days, and the soldiers are not good at this, and they will go on a mission at every turn.

An Jingjing and her brother are together, and Su Qi has not been seen in the past few days, and it is estimated that she is tired and sweet.

Song Qing took a shower and lay on the bed, the sound of rain outside was still dripping. She turned on her mobile phone and looked at Hao Yu's WeChat for a long time, and for the first time she experienced the taste of concern.

Leaving an orange warm lamp, Song Qing shrank into the quilt.

In her dream, the sea was rippling, and she couldn't see her surroundings clearly on a huge passenger ship, but a song lingered in her ears.

Everyone left, leaving her alone, hoarse, roaring at will, and no one to rescue.

Song Qing was woken up by a thunderclap, blue-purple lightning broke through the beige curtain and imprinted on Song Qing's face, she opened her eyes suddenly, the gold in her eyes was radiant, brilliant like the most beautiful star.

Her forehead was covered with sweat, but her eyes were completely unfocused, and she pinched the middle finger of her right hand, scared and desperate.

She knelt on the white bed, "Leave me alone." ”

She murmured and pleaded.

No one answered, and then she fell to the ground.

"Kill me, please." Tears slid down the corners of her eyes, down her delicate cheeks, with a kind of desperate horror beauty.

A hand brushed her tears, and the movement was extremely light, as if it was touching in the hand, the best treasure in the world.

"You have to be good."

Another thunderclap sounded, and blue-purple lightning resolved the man's shadow on the wall for a moment, and because of all kinds of inconsistencies in the corner of the wall, it fell on the curtain, and it was distorted into no human form.

The shadow of that person, like a Shura devil.