"Looking for me?" Zhou Ziji poked his head out of it, holding a cigarette between his fingertips, and his eyebrows were wrapped in coldness: "If you want me to release Yuan Qingya, Boss Yuan doesn't have to waste time here." ”

Yuan Xingde's face trembled: "Zhou Xiaogongzi, I don't know what crime the little girl has committed..."

Zhou Ziji spat out a puff of smoke: "The North China Chamber of Commerce rumored a few days ago that there is an heir, have you heard?" ”

Yuan Xingde didn't understand why he suddenly mentioned this, but still nodded: "I know." ”

Zhou Ziji said: "This heir is Song Li, I don't dare to provoke it, your daughter actually wants to abolish her friend's leg." ”

I don't think I've heard this name anywhere.

Song Li... Is it Song Tianyi's daughter who has been raised in the countryside since she was a child?

She is the heir to the North China Chamber of Commerce??

If it was true, how could Song Tianyi not know and rely on him to enter the North China Chamber of Commerce?

Yuan Xingde's small eyes gradually widened to the largest, and his face was full of disbelief.

Zhou Ziji dusted off his cigarette ash and said casually: "However, I am beautiful and kind to my sister, and I don't plan to do anything to Miss Yuan, since Boss Yuan is here, just wait here for a while, and bring people back by the way." ”

After saying that, he took out his cigarette and went to the innermost room.

"Ahh

Two minutes later, a terrible scream pierced the roof.

All who heard it were thrilled and creepy.

It was Yuan Qingya's voice.

Yuan Xingde's face changed, and he rushed in: "What are you doing to my daughter?" ”

Team Liu hurriedly stopped him: "Mr. Yuan..."

A minute later.

Yuan Qingya was carried out, her legs were covered with white cloth, and the whole person had fainted, without any blood on her face.

Yuan Xingde trembled and lifted the white cloth, and instantly took a few steps back in fright.

He pointed to Team Liu and the others: "You... You guys... Privately moving..."

Zhou Ziji sneered: "She wasted a pair of legs for others and returned a pair of legs, fair." ”

He flipped through the photo he had just taken on his phone and hissed.

It seems to be a little more serious than that style.

But, it should be fine, right?

He sent the picture to Song Li.

——

Early the next morning, Liao Chuncui came to the hospital to see Yin Huan.

Yin Huan was a little flattered: "Thank you, Senior Liao." ”

Liao Chuncui shook his head and sighed: "It's my disciple who has no way, you can take care of your injuries." ”

Tan Beixing is also there.

She still couldn't help asking: "Tan Beixing, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?" ”

Tan Beixing paused and pursed his lips: "I thought about it before yesterday." ”

That's not to think about now?

This is the second time she has been rejected!

Liao Chuncui's expression was complicated, she didn't say anything after all, she sighed quietly, and left with someone, she still has one last performance today.

This time, Tan Beixing wanted to rely on himself and enter the Dance Association, hoping that one day, he could stand side by side with Song Li.

But this trip, there was a lot of trouble.

Tan Beixing sat on the edge of the bed, took a fruit knife to peel apples for Yin Huan, and whispered, "When your parents come, we will go back to Jincheng." ”

Yin Huan was such a big deal, she couldn't hide from it, so she still told her parents.

Her parents rushed to Shengjing overnight and arrived after a while.

Yin Huan pursed his lips: "Then can we see each other again in the future?" ”

Tan Beixing shook his hand, raised his head and smiled: "Of course you can, don't worry, Ah Li will definitely find a way to treat your legs, I said, I want to teach you to dance." ”

Yin Huan looked at her and nodded: "Okay." ”

——

When Yuan Qingya woke up, she found herself lying on a hospital bed.

instantly remembered the scene when Zhou Ziji scalded herself, and the pain in her heart made her tremble all over, and she lifted the quilt suddenly.

The legs are tightly wrapped.

"Qingya, you're finally awake!" Song Qianlan pushed the door in, saw her eyes open, and hurriedly stepped forward.

Yuan Qingya was nervous: "My legs... Mom, my legs..."

Song Qianlan's expression froze: "The doctor said that in the future... I can't dance anymore..."

I can't dance anymore...

This sentence was like a thunderbolt from the sky, Yuan Qingya's mind boomed, and the whole person collapsed on the bed, his face like ashes.

In her life... Finished!