She no longer has any hope for Bo Yunxiu, and her only possibility is that she just wants him to be safe and happy, but it has nothing to do with her after that.

If you can use Bo Yunxiu to reject Song Yin, it is not impossible.

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On a certain floor of the office, documents are scattered all over the place, accompanied by fierce abuse, which continues to stimulate people's eardrums.

Song Yishen gasped heavily, his eyes under the lenses exuded a dangerous aura, and his dark eyes were turbulent, undisguised and violent.

The man he kicked to the side curled up on the ground with his chest in his hands, his face was red and ugly, and he spat out a large patch of blood on the ground, and if he looked closely, there was a tooth in the blood foam.

Panting with a dying breath, he looked at Song Yishen in great panic, as if he was a messenger from hell.

Song Yi, who was holding on to the edge of the table, pursed his lips and did not speak, and there was a sharp bloodthirsty aura between his eyebrows.

Dressed in a light-colored suit, French trousers highlight the gentleman, and the long figure is immediately set off more upright and slender.

The long eyebrows are like distant mountains in the mist, the shades are just right, the knife-like face is angular, the skin is fair, and the body is shrouded in a strong haze, which cannot be dissolved under the sunlight. Z.br>

"What did I say?" Song Yishen squinted at the man, as if he was looking at a poor ant.

"Young Master, I'm sorry...... I didn't expect the eldest young master to block the gun......

"It's useless, it's useless," a hint of darkness flashed in Song Yishen's eyes, "Don't you know how to solve it together?" Fool!"

The man coughed twice in surprise and said in embarrassment, "But...... That's the eldest young master...... We don't dare to be ruthless."

"Now you don't do it, when he recovers and finds out, do you think it's easier for you to die or for me to die?"

There is no doubt that the Song family will definitely do their best to preserve their bloodline, and he is just an insignificant subordinate.

The man shook his head and pleaded in a trembling voice, "Young Master, please spare me this time!" I still have a wife and children to support at home, I can't die like this!"

"Help me! I'm willing to be a cow and a horse for you! As long as I can do it, I will do my best!"

"I'm just asking you to deal with a woman today, a woman who doesn't have any force to threaten," Song Yishen's voice was soft, and the coldness of his words made people tremble: "You can't do such a simple task, why do you think I will still use you?"

The man hurriedly crawled over and hugged his calf, and pleaded sincerely, "Little master, I beg you! Help me!"

Song Yishen crossed a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes, bent down and grabbed his collar, glared at him angrily at close range, and the storm in his eyes was obvious: "If I hadn't acted in time to find Chu Luo to engage him, not only you would have died now, but I would have died!"

The man's facial features began to deform and distort because of panic, and they were ugly and a little hideous.

He shook his head vigorously and begged for mercy.

But Song Yishen was unmoved, sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette, bit it between his lips, and slowly spit it out, and the curling smoke vaguely showed his expression.

The voice was not cold and could not hear the emotion: "Kill that woman, and I will protect you."

The man's face froze, "But the eldest young master seems to care about that woman, I'm afraid we won't be able to do it......

"A woman from China, can deal with her, do you want me to teach you?"

The man was slightly stunned, his eyes flashed and he suddenly realized, wiped the blood on his mouth, and nodded heavily: "It's the little master, I know what to do."

Song Yishen: "Get out."

When the office returned to its quiet, he turned his gaze to the screen of his phone, where a pretty-looking girl in a retro French princess dress sat on a lawn with a wreath on her head, and the sun shone through the gaps in the leaves, casting speckled shadows on her face.

The smile on his face compares all the scenery around him, and the eyes carrying thousands of stars seem to be able to speak, telling how happy the owner is.

The gloom in Song Yi's deep eyes slowly dissipated, and the corners of his mouth immediately rose a little shallow

Shallow arcs.

"Pretty ......"

"My Pretty ......"

Looking closely, there was a look very similar to Duan Hanshuang between her eyebrows and eyes, if Duan Hanshuang could smile so brightly, it was enough to confuse the real ......

He really wanted to see Pretty Pretty standing in front of him again......

"Willow leaves!"

As soon as he answered, a man in a suit and leather shoes entered.

"Young Master."

Song Yishen put Duan Hanshuang's photo and Chu Qiao's photo together, projected it on the projection screen, and asked, "Does it look like it?"

Liu Ye looked at it carefully, thinking that it was the young master who missed Chu Qiao too much, "Young master, this is Miss Chu Qiao."

Song Yishen's narrow eyes frowned slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was cold: "Open your dog eyes and take a good look, these are two people!"

Song Yishen didn't tell him about the frost, and when he suddenly saw that it was really like it, he would inevitably admit his mistake.

"Young Master, do you want me to bring this woman here?"

"How about killing her?"

Liu Ye was slightly stunned, raised his eyes to meet his dark eyes, the smile on his face made people feel so cold, and his cold heart trembled.

Liu Ye quickly sorted out his thoughts, "Since the death of the young master, the young master has missed the beautiful master, and now he has finally met a person with a similar face, it is better to put it by his side to relieve the pain of lovesickness......

"Even if it's not true, it can be comforting......

Song Yishen trembled slightly when he heard this, and the cigarette ash fell on his shoes.

He looked down at the ashes and couldn't see clearly.

Liu Ye stood silently in place, waiting for his reply.

Song Yi took a deep puff of his cigarette, and after a long silence, a low, slightly hoarse voice said, "Bring me to see."

A glimmer of light flashed under Liu Ye's eyes, as if he was happy and relieved, and suppressed his excitement: "Yes."

"She's by Song Yin's side, bring it over and don't let people know." Before leaving, he added.

Liu Ye paused, looked at the screen again, and then smelled that something was wrong, thinking about the man walking out with injuries just now......

asked, "Young Master, this woman can't be the woman of the eldest young master, right?" You ...... with the eldest young master "robbing women?"

Before the rest of the words could be spoken, Song Yishen interrupted: "She's not."

Liu Ye was suspicious, twisted his brows and solemnly admonished: "Young Master, the people of the eldest young master are absolutely untouchable."

When Song Yishen heard this, his brows moved disapprovingly, and he raised his eyes to look at him, the corners of his mouth twitched with a vague smile, "I don't need you to teach me how to do it."

Liu Ye moved her lips, and stopped talking.

Song Yishen waved his hand, "As soon as possible."

The hoarse voice exudes alienated indifference, and the look in his eyes is more like a warning, "I don't like to wait too long."

A strange look appeared in Liu Ye's eyes: "...... Yes."

Song Yishen gently rubbed the characters on the mobile phone screen, and the look in his eyes condensed into a black cloud that could not be dissolved.

"Honestly, to this face......

I can't get my hands on it.

He dialed a number, and it didn't ring a few times before it was answered, and a soft and light voice came:

"Brother Yi Shen, is Brother Yin willing to see me?"

"A mouth is your brother Yin?" Song Yishen pretended to be angry: "I see that you can't see anything now except your brother Yin!"

Chu Luo: "Not really! Brother Yi Shen knows how to make fun of me!"

"Okay, Luo Luo, this time I called to find you with the eldest brother's business."

"He's injured now, but I'm too busy with work to get out of here, and he's afraid you'll worry so he won't tell you."

Chu Luo: "Is Brother Yin's injury serious? I'm going to see him!"

Song Yishen's eyes flashed with a touch of deep meaning, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even more solemn: "Yes, now he is most lacking in people to take care of, but try not to worry too much after you go, otherwise big brother."

It's your fault that I told you the news."

"Don't worry, I won't tell him what you said!" Chu Luo hurriedly began to pack his things now: "Which hospital is Brother Yin in?"

"He didn't want others to know, so he didn't go to the hospital, he ...... now" Song Yishen paused and said slowly, "Recuperate in his villa."

Chu Luo couldn't help frowning, "Okay, I know, I'll pack my things and go over."

"Mm-hmm, it just so happens that you're getting engaged now, so cultivate your relationship well!"

Chu Luo's face turned red, and he was ashamed: "I'm worried about Brother Yin!"

Song Yishen saw through it and didn't say anything, "Okay, okay, I'm busy first, you pay attention to safety on the road."

"Uh-huh! Brother Yi Shen, goodbye!" The soft and glutinous voice was so gentle that it was about to pinch out the water, and no one could bear to refuse any of her requests if they listened to it.

When Chu Luo arrives at the place, he will find Duan Hanshuang, and he will inevitably know each other's identities at that time, Chu Luo has liked Song Yin for many years, and now he is finally about to achieve a positive result, she is in a wealthy family, if there is no city government, she is really blind to her identity as the second lady of the Chu family.

Chu Qiao seems to be simple, but behind her back is the boss of a black area, everyone has to be called a pretty woman, as her own sister, her scheming will not be very bad.

It just so happens that Chu Luo and Chu Qiao are three points similar, because one is like a mother and the other is like a father, Chu Qiao is a little more like a mother, and her face is more charming than Chu Luo, but she is pure, and she is a rare and stunning beauty.

Muddying the water is what Song Yishen wants, and before that, he wants to see Duan Hanshuang.

But he knew that no one could match his prettyness.

No one has her supreme courage, and she is often tens of billions, swords and blood, standing tall in the corpse mountain.

Her delicate figure looks like a weak girl, but only those who know her know that the legend of the European Black Zone is a woman.

At this time, God seemed so fair, because she had too much blood on her hands, so she could not go to heaven.

Song Yi closed his eyes deeply, and the lenses were facing the sun, reflecting a sharp cold light, as if a layer of frost had been plated on him.

——

Song Yishen's people arrived at Song Yin's villa one step ahead of Chu Luo, and they had already set up precautions around and waited for the opportunity.

Chu Luo went out with several bodyguards and walked in with the girl in his arms.

When the servant at the door saw it, he stopped: "Our young master is nowhere to be seen."

"Keep your dog's eyes open!" The bodyguard kicked over, "This is Chu Luo, the young lady of our Chu family!"