Song Yishen frowned, only to hear Duan Hanshuang threaten: "I am Xi Mingyue's good friend, Li Jin loves Xi Mingyue deeply, and she specially told Li Jin to take care of me when I went abroad this time......

The air around her became thinner and thinner, and her speech had begun to be unpleasant: "If you dare to kill me, Xi Mingyue will not let you go!"

Song Yishen's eyes were slightly filled with a touch of deep meaning, the corners of his mouth hooked unnaturally, and then let go of her, "What nonsense, Mingyue is also my little sister, and her friends are naturally my friends."

He changed his grim expression and asked gently, "How is it?" Does it hurt you?"

Song Yishen looked at her neck with concern, and apologized very nervously: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it must be very painful, right?"

"I'll rub your ......."

Duan Hanshuang knocked his hand off suddenly, only to feel that his smile was cold, and the scalp of the laughing person was numb.

"Let me out!"

Song Yishen still didn't let go of the hand around his waist, and the smile in his eyes couldn't reach the bottom of his heart: "My head hurts a little recently, I heard that Dr. Duan is a doctor in the Department of Neurology, and I have a lot of questions waiting for Dr. Duan to answer for me."

His words were clearly inconsistent, unpredictable coldness, and the air around him seemed to flow slowly because of him.

"If you are sick, go to the hospital to check, I don't have the relevant machinery and equipment now, and what I say doesn't represent your condition."

Duan Hanshuang said calmly, "I'm a neurosurgeon, I don't understand this."

It's not that I don't understand, I just don't want to tell him.

Duan Hanshuang pursed a face, and Cen thin lips overflowed with cold air: "Let me leave."

Song Yishen's eyes narrowed slightly, he pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheeks, pulled her arm hard, raised it above his head and pressed it on the sofa.

"What if I don't let go?"

"Then tell me about your symptoms, and I'll see if I can deduce it."

Song Yishen seemed to have heard some funny joke, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a touch of blood: "You don't really naively think that I want to discuss my condition with you, right?"

Duan Hanshuang's brows furrowed, and there was anger in his voice: "What the hell do you want?!"

"I want to hire you to practice, will you?"

Duan Hanshuang's eyes were solemn, "If I say no, will you agree?"

Since she was tied here, there is no way back for herself.

Now I just hope that Song Yin can find out in time......

But Chu Luo had already sent someone to block Song Yin's people, and the mobile phone that fell at the entrance of the hospital was gone.

The hospital room was also empty, except for empty wheelchairs and open mattresses.

In a white nanny car, there were two women sitting in the back seat, one was Chu Luo and the other was Song Yishen's mother and Song Yin's stepmother.

"Auntie, what did you say Brother Yi Shen did when he caught that Yi Shen in the past? She looks exactly like her sister, will she ......?"

She didn't say the rest of the words, but Song Yishen's love affair with Chu Qiao was vigorous and almost a household name.

She was also worried about the appearance of this resemblance......

The beautiful woman was preoccupied with her brows, and her exquisite makeup could not hide her wrinkles due to the polishing of time.

"That's really hard to say."

Chu Luo: "No matter what, I will keep an eye on Brother Yi Shen carefully, and I will definitely not let him do anything out of the ordinary."

The woman frowned and looked at Chu Luo, and asked a little worriedly, "Does she really look exactly like your sister?"

She was a step too late, and she didn't see the true face of Duan Hanshuang's Lushan.

Chu Luo nodded heavily, knowing that it must be similar to the real and the fake.

"Auntie knows, you must have remembered something sad when you saw it, right?" She reached out and slowly stroked the side of her face, "Look at your eyes are swollen."

Chu Luo was a little at a loss at her sudden change of topic, and her strong expression management didn't make her look anything wrong, and nodded aggrievedly: "But it's not either

relationship, I know my sister will never come back."

"Hey......

"Auntie, Brother Yin is seriously ill, is this engagement ceremony going to be postponed?"

The essence of her eyes flashed, and she asked sadly, "I went to see Brother Yin today, but he looks angry with me, isn't the engagement promised by Brother Yin himself?" Or is it Auntie's own initiative?"

During this time, she has been playing the image of a weaker princess, ignorant of the world, knowing everything but not saying it.

Song Yishen's family wanted Song Yin to marry Chu Luo, not only Song Yishen and Chu Qiao's past, but also Chu Luo would definitely be used by Song Yishen.

In fact, they didn't think so, what they planned, Chu Luo was just blind.

What she wants is Song Yin, who can help herself in this regard, why not?

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind.

He wanted the Chu family's company, why couldn't he guess that he also wanted his things?

Chu Luo quickly lost his expression, his pink thin lips naturally raised a touch of arc, and the smooth lines showed his immature appearance, which was also pleasing to the eye.

It looks more like a forced smile.

The woman held her hand and gave her a reassuring pill: "Don't worry, as long as I am in the Song family for a day, the eldest daughter-in-law of our Song family will definitely be you!"

"I'm the mother of the Song family, Song Yin has to listen to me!"

"But it's a twisted melon ......."

Chu Luo wanted to speak and stopped, looking very embarrassed, and the woman added anxiously: "Luo Luo, you can put ten thousand hearts, and Song Yin will definitely attend the engagement banquet with you as scheduled!"

Chu Luo was worried and nodded hesitantly.

What she wanted was Song Yin from beginning to end.

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Duan Hanshuang in the office was in a stalemate with Song Yishen, looking at the well-dressed man in front of her, she could hear a faint sound as she buckled the leather cushions of the sofa.

"How? Have you thought it through?" Song Yi held his chin deeply and looked at her lazily, "Being my fiancée is indispensable to you, and my identity will not let you suffer."

Ridiculous, ridiculous.

Duan Hanshuangqi's teeth were chattering, and his chest was rising and falling.

"Are you afraid that Song Yin will be engaged to Chu Luo because of me?"

"Almost, but not all," Song Yi pursed his lips deeply, "because I want to try to like people who are similar to Chu Qiao."

"Then if I ruin this face, will I be able to let me go completely?"

Song Yishen's fingers rubbing the wall of the cup suddenly stopped, and his eyes instantly turned cold: "You can't destroy it."

"How sad and ridiculous, can't I make my own decisions with my own face?"

After a long time, she heard Song Yishen's answer, "Yes."

"If you ruin this face, I'll kill you."

His low, slow tone didn't seem like a joke at all, and his dark eyes kept telling her all the time, I can really do it.

"I won't meddle in anyone's feelings, if you're worried about Song Yin, I'll go abroad now, and I won't have any contact with him anymore." She was sure of her promises.

"But if he doesn't like anyone and chooses to get out of the marriage, these things have nothing to do with me."

"So you're not going to say yes?" Song Yishen got up slowly, his long legs stepped directly over the coffee table, leaning over and staring at her.

Although she said that Xi Mingyue would not let him go, she still didn't want to cause trouble to anyone.

If you pretend to be a couple with Song Yishen, you can make Song Yin die, and let Bo Yunxiu die.

She raised her eyes and swallowed, "Do I have a choice?"

Song Yishen didn't expect her to really agree, she was slightly stunned, and then chuckled, touching her head dotingly, as if she had returned to the time when she was with Chu Qiao.

"It's pretty and good."

"My name is Duan Frost."

"Oh," Song Yishen disagreed, "Then I'll inform you now, you're now."

It's pretty pretty, I call you, and you have to say yes."

"I ......"

"You don't want to be a stand-in for others, but you, as an actor I hire, are basic professional ethics to adapt to your current role."

"Okay, but I have to add a few more to the agreement."

"Tell me about it."

Song Yishen sat next to her, his long arms were placed behind her waist and directly encircled her, and the hot breath sprayed in her ears, which was so hot that it was about to burn her skin.

"The first boundary is clear, and the rules must not be exceeded, and neither side will get too deep into the play."

Song Yishen: "But intimacy when necessary can't be avoided, do you agree?"

"If you're bargaining with me like that, then all I can say is I'm sorry."

"Don't be in such a hurry to deny me," Song Yishen's eyes wandered on her face, "It's better like this, if I offend you once, I will pay liquidated damages according to the contract, and I can't afford to pay the sky-high liquidated damages, which I can't afford to pay as a small vice president compared to Chairman Song Yinda."

"How?"

"Hopefully you really can't afford it."

Song Yishen nodded: "Of course."

"Okay, then the second one, don't interfere too much with personal privacy."

Song Yishen: "I respect you."

"During the agreement, I will do my job well and give face outside, and I hope you will be more heart-to-heart."

Song Yishen: "No problem at all."

"I need to have one day off a week to relax."

Song Yishen nodded, "Go on, say anything else, I won't give you a chance to change it a second time in the future."

Duan Hanshuang's heart tightened, and he pondered for a moment: "When is this matter over? Song Yin is engaged to Chu Luo?"

"I said I didn't sign a deal with you for them."

Duan Hanshuang's brows furrowed, and he only heard him say, "You signed an agreement to be my fiancée, when will we divorce and when will the agreement be terminated."

"You're crazy!" Duan Hanshuang bounced up like a spring, and shouted angrily, "How can we get married! You're a complete lunatic!"

Song Yishen took her hand and wrapped it in his palm, and said with a gentle smile: "I won't let you suffer, your divorce from me will not be found out to be a second marriage, you can rest assured that you will find a husband."

"Smack!"

A loud slap landed on Song Yishen's handsome face, and soon five finger prints appeared. Z.br>

Song Yishen didn't dodge, he was slapped firmly, and blood immediately oozed from the corners of his mouth, which shows how much strength Duan Hanshuang used.

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