As long as you are not a fool, you can hear what she means.

Yuan Heng looked at her sideways, and for the first time felt that this well-behaved cousin was not as innocent as it looked, and his eyes sank: "Do you know who the person next to Song Li is?" ”

The voice was stern and solemn.

Song Yue'er's heart jumped for no reason, and before she could speak, she heard Song Qianlan's voice sound: "What kind of good thing can be with that wild girl, you stay away from them in the future!" ”

Yuan Heng's face was even more ugly: "Mom, that's Zhou Ziji, the son of Zhou Xiangshan, the president of the North China Chamber of Commerce, the hall master of the Shengjing Poverty Alleviation Association..."

Yuan Xingdehai has a big intention, and Song Qianlan is also a noblewoman in Shengjing.

I have nothing to do when I come to the theater to watch performances, do beauty, play cards with a group of rich wives, and only hear about the mall from Yuan Xingde's mouth.

I haven't seen Zhou Ziji either, so naturally I don't know him.

Hearing Yuan Heng say this at this time, Song Qianlan's expression was shocked: "What are you talking about?" ”

I have been in Shengjing for several days, and I have heard a lot about Song Yueer of the North China Chamber of Commerce.

At this time, I heard Yuan Heng say that the young man was the little boy of the North China Chamber of Commerce, and he was also stunned, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was stiff: "Cousin, are you kidding..."

How could Song Li be with the little boy of the North China Chamber of Commerce?

Yuan Heng swept her coldly, and said in a deep voice: "I don't care what grudge you have with Song Li, now in the Shengjing Yuan family, you'd better not fight any ideas except for apprenticeship, otherwise you will offend people who should not be offended, and the Yuan family will not be able to protect you!" ”

With the coldness of warning, it was like a slap in the face.

Song Yue'er picked at the seat with her fingertips, hooked her head, and bit the corners of her lips.

Just one side, let this cousin, who has always been very good to her, be so protective!

Song Li is really a vixen!

——

Song Li and the three of them sat in the west, but it did not affect the viewing position.

Zhou Ziji lowered his voice and asked, "Sister Li, why don't I teach that Song Yue'er a lesson?" ”

Song Li crossed Erlang's legs, took out a thermos cup from his bag and took a sip of wine, his aura was arbitrary, and he said casually: "Yuan Xingde wants to take a stake in the North China Chamber of Commerce? ”

Zhou Ziji paused, and was about to say yes, but looking at the girl's unruly eyebrows, he realized what he meant, and his eyes flashed slightly: "I understand." ”

There was also a minute to go, and the lights in the auditorium were all dimmed.

"Can I change positions?" A clear, deep voice sounded overhead, wrapped in white sandalwood.

The man's demeanor is outstanding, astonishing, his eyes are dark and heavy, and the suppressed breath is cold.

Zhou Ziji, who was stared at: "......"

Hard-nosed glanced at Song Li.

Seeing Song Li's chin raised slightly, he got up, looked back step by step, and wondered in his heart who this person who was not easy to look at.

Fu Shiyi sat down, looked at the girl who was full of cynicism, his eyes were darker, and his voice was deep: "Do you know how dangerous it was at that time?" ”

The tone of questioning was one of reproach and concern.

Something dangerous?

Song Li was stunned, guessing that he should have seen himself saving people on the road.

frowned, and said lightly: "That's a human life." ”

She couldn't sit idly by.

Fu Shiyi was silent for a moment, sighed and smiled, and said in a low voice: "Don't put yourself in danger in the future." ”

The moment he saw the girl rushing into the traffic, he felt his heart and panicked.

Song Li paused and looked at him sideways.

The man was wearing a black gown, with a bit of coldness, and in the dim light, he couldn't see his face clearly, and he couldn't guess his thoughts.

The show began, and the host took the stage.

Song Li retracted his gaze and asked lazily, "What purpose?" ”

Fu Shiyi's fingertips curled slightly, unconsciously turning the tail ring of his little thumb, and after a while, he let out a low laugh.

"The man is unmarried, the woman is unmarried, what purpose do you think I have for you?"

In the lively opening dance, the deep and pleasant voice came clearly into Song Li's ears.

Song Li paused, laughed, and didn't say anything more.