"Oh, okay!" Tong Wanwan answered quickly.

It was the first time she had answered the phone so quickly.

"That's it." After Song Yuexiu finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

"Hey, President, don't-" hang, ~~~~~

Tong Wanwan shouted in a hurry, but Song Bingshan would obey her orders, and hung up before she could finish speaking.

She could only silently put away her phone.

"Secretary Luo seems to have really different emotions for Mr. Song, and he is so reluctant to make a phone call." Tong Yan said shallowly, his tone was calm, so that people couldn't hear his emotions.

The eldest brother is this character, he usually doesn't talk much, but he is quite warm, and he has always been very good to her.

But since he became a suspect in her murder, everything has changed, and the former relatives are now like beasts.

Even if he is still the same gentle and elegant as before.

Now suddenly hearing him say this, Tong Wanwan was stunned and laughed dryly, "Haha, how can there be, the eldest young master misunderstood, I don't dare to think about Mr. Song." ”

"It's okay if you want to!" Tong Yanzhan spoke.

"Huh?" What does he mean?

Tong Wanwan looked at Tong Yanzhan, and her brain was running rapidly.

"I said, even if Secretary Luo likes Mr. Song, it's okay. In these years, men have not married women and have not married, so if they like it, they must fight bravely. Tong Yanzhan said unhurriedly.

“…… That's right! Tong Wanwan smiled.

Not wanting to talk to him anymore, she pretended to bow her head and play with her phone.

Tong Yanzhan also stopped talking.

Tong Wanwan lit the news indiscriminately, analyzed what the eldest brother said, and finally came to a conclusion: he didn't want his sister to revise her marriage to Song Yue!

Yes, only this is possible!

Otherwise, Luo Qiao is not familiar with him, why would he act as a confidant big brother without a head or tail.

Then the reason why he didn't want his sister to marry Song Yue...... And what is it?

************

The car arrives in the city.

Tong Wanwan casually clicked an intersection and asked Tong Yanzhan to put her down, and then went to Song Yuexiu's apartment.

Walking into the bedroom, she threw her bag on the ground, threw the whole person on his super big bed and rolled around a few times, and relaxed first.

This bed is really big and comfortable.

She put one pillow on his waist and the other between his legs, and closed his eyes comfortably.

In the old house of the Song family, Song Yuexiu accompanied his grandfather to play Go, and while the old man was thinking, he clicked on the camera in the apartment to see if Tong Wanwan had arrived.

As a result, as soon as I opened it, I saw Tong Wanwan lying on his bed, and he was still using his pillow to cushion his waist, and the other was still sandwiched between ......

His hand snapped involuntarily.

"What are you looking at so excited?" The old man saw that his baby grandson had rare mood fluctuations, stood up curiously, and saw the girl on the screen in his hand, he sighed: "It's time to marry a daughter-in-law, look at my grandson, I don't pay attention to playing chess, and secretly ask the girl!" ”

"......" Song Yuexiu directly crushed the phone.

He got up.

Walk out with a breeze.

"Be gentle with other girls!" Old Man Song shouted with his cane.

Tong Wanwan, who was in the apartment, didn't know that the big boss was on the way back, lying down, and actually fell asleep.

Tong Ruoqing's clothes were a little tight, Tong Wanwan was uncomfortable and ripped open her collar, twisted it a few times, and her skirt shrank to her buttocks.

When Song Yuexiu returned to the apartment, she saw the disheveled woman on the bed, sleeping soundly.

He reached straight into her neck.

When he was about to touch her, he withdrew his hand again.

Calming his anger, he stared at the woman on the bed, clasped his chest with one hand, and touched his chin thoughtfully.

Then, he went to the kitchen, took out a box of ice cubes, and gently placed them on top of the pillow, allowing the ice cubes to melt little by little and penetrate into the pillow.

Turning around, he moved a chair and placed it next to the bed, poured a glass of red wine, sat down elegantly, and sipped it......