Song Boyu lives in a large flat in the center of the city, surrounded by the most expensive neon lights in Zhongzhou, with a high tower and a river at a glance, and the security measures are even more rigorous.

She walked out of the elevator in slippers, with a woolen shawl draped over her shoulders, her fingertips wrapped around the tassels on the shawl, and walked to Song Yong's side with a playful smile.

The property housekeeper bowed to her and smiled: "Miss Song, please take a trip, this gentleman said that he knew you and wanted to find you." ”

"It's awareness." Song Boyu affectionately grabbed Song Yong's arm, "This is my own brother." ”

The housekeeper didn't expect them to have such a relationship, and apologized in shock, "I'm sorry, I really don't know, I asked Mr. Song, and he didn't answer, so ......"

"It's okay."

Song Boyu leaned over his shoulders and leaned on Song Yong, "He, that's his stinky temper." ”

"You don't look alike, so I ......"

"Of course—"

Softly dragging out the end of the note, Song Boyu looked at Song Yong's handsome face that was as indifferent as water, "We are not born by the same mother, of course we are not very similar." ”

Holding Song Yong's arm, she dragged him upstairs, and in the elevator, she still didn't let go of him.

Song Yong loosened his shoulders and withdrew his hand, Song Boyu was half a head shorter than him, tilted his head to look at him, "What's the matter, I haven't seen you for so long, don't you want my sister?" How did you live in that village, did you raise chickens, ducklings, pigs or anything? ”

He's here to chatter, isn't he?

But Father Chu was still in Song Boyu's hands, so Song Yong had to be angry, "You know what I'm here for." ”

"For what?" Song Boyu looked up at him, "Isn't it because I miss my sister that I came to see my sister?" ”

"It's not."

"What's that?"

She wanted him to say it himself.

Song Yong's hand was clenched into a fist in his trouser pocket, the elevator was still rising, Song Boyu lived on the 60th floor, this long dozens of seconds was enough for Song Yong to suppress his anger, "Zhao Zhu said, you took away an old man." ”

"yes." Song Boyu continued to pretend to be stupid, "I see that he is put in a nursing home alone, so pitiful, I am kind enough to help him, can't I?" ”

"He has family, you know?"

"Who is his family and where is it?"

Song Boyu raised his hand, and his palm touched Song Yong's shoulder, "Is that you?" Silly brother. ”

Song Yong took his hand away, "I don't have time to beat around the bush with you, how can I hand over the person." ”

The floor is still rising, showing that it is on the sixtieth floor.

The elevator stopped, the golden mirror door slowly opened, Song Yong's eyes refracted the elevator, Song Boyu pulled him, "What are you in a hurry, this matter can be discussed." ”

Song Yong was pulled out and followed her to the door of the room, she bent down to prepare her shoes and put them at Song Yong's feet, "Come, change your shoes first." ”

Song Yong didn't go in, standing motionless, like a cold sculpture, "I still have something to do, I don't have time to talk about it in detail." ”

The decoration of Song Boyu's home is too simple, only black and white, but it does not look high-end, but a little gloomy.

She leaned her shoulders and leaned against the wall of the entrance, her eyelashes lowered, "I'm really a little curious, what kind of woman is that she can charm you like this, so that you can come to me to intercede in person." ”

You must know that before, Song Yong would rather be sent to the village to suffer than bow to Song Boyu.

For Chu Ying, he broke his bottom line.

"It's none of your business."

"How is it irrelevant?" Song Boyu took a step closer, leaned towards Song Yong's body, and smelled a very warm aroma, which was a little vulgar, "Don't be deceived by a messy woman, this perfume smells like it's not a hundred yuan." ”

Song Boyu is a person who has lived a hard life, she knows best that the poorer and more beautiful women are, the more they have the ability to hook up with men, just because they know that if they want to live well, the fastest shortcut is men.

Song Yong's eyes were very tired, "You just need to tell me your conditions." ”

"I found out that you really don't eat oil and salt, my sister cares about you kindly, I'm afraid that you will be deceived by a woman, you have this attitude?" Song Boyu covered his heart, "It makes me so sad." ”

As soon as the sound came out, his neck was immediately held by Song Yong, and his palm used force, as if it would break off if he pinched it, he took a step forward and squeezed Song Boyu against the wall.

"Let me ask you again, where the hell did the people go?"

Song Boyu grabbed Song Yong's cuffs and pretended to be calm, "Are you treating your sister like this for the sake of a stranger?" ”

"Are you a sister?"

It's almost the same as being an enemy.

Feeling the sudden contraction of her breath, Song Boyu didn't dare to be long-winded anymore, she patted the back of Song Yong's hand, "Take it away, I just say it......"

Song Yong's fingers stretched out, Song Boyu was busy holding on to the wall, breathing heavily, his face was bruised and ugly.

"Say—"

Before she could breathe, Song Yong roared.

Song Boyu rubbed his neck, "Where else can I send him, that old man is sick, he must be in the hospital." ”

"Which hospital?!"

Song Boyu was pinched and lost his temper, "You beg me, beg me, I'll tell you." ”

Song Yong didn't ask for anyone.

Song Boyu was still the one he hated the most, but for Chu Ying's sake, these principles disappeared, "I beg you, is it okay?" ”

“…… You are really," Song Boyu's heart was complicated, and he was at a loss by his forbearance and grievance, "Isn't it just an old man?" I didn't get him anywhere with you, he was really sick and was sent to the central hospital in Linjiang by me. ”

The last word fell, and Song Yong rushed out quickly.

*

After waiting for two hours, Song Yong did not return for a long time, and his words before leaving aggravated the uneasiness in Chu Ying's heart, as long as it was related to her father, she couldn't calm down.

After changing her clothes, stealing some cash from the drawer, and taking the ashtray, Chu Ying walked to the first floor and slammed it towards the floor-to-ceiling glass, and the cold wind swept in an instant, blowing in her face.

Without thinking too much, she bent down and ran out, over the grass and trees in the garden, and over the wall.

After walking forward for a while, seeing the traffic, he waved the car, Chu Ying got into the car, and panicked, "Master, please go to Dexin Sanatorium." ”

Even if he will be caught by Song Yong and blamed and insulted, Chu Ying has to see his father with his own eyes.

The taxi shuttled through the traffic, breaking through the night, and at the same time, Song Yong drove the car, and missed it face to face with Chu Ying, he stepped on the accelerator and accelerated back to the western-style building.

The original intention was to take Chu Ying to Linjiang to see Chu's father, her father was sick, Song Yong could spend money to treat him, as long as Chu Ying stayed by his side, he was willing to spend as much as he wanted.

But got out of the car, rushed over and opened the door, a strong cold wind blew, and the coldness spread from the skin to the heart, Song Yong stood in the empty house, and once again realized that Chu Ying had fled again.