Song Qingyu only found out that the jade bracelet had been replaced after breakfast, and she looked at the jade Buddha string on her wrist in a daze, each bead was green and round.

She fell in love almost immediately.

But Song Qingyu was not impressed by this at all.

Who changed it for her?

There seems to be no one else in this room, and last night it was hazy as if I saw Fu Wenzhou.

Is that him?

If so, then she has to pay back a lot of valuable gifts to be worthy of this string of Buddhist beads......

You won't lose all your money, will you......

Song Qingyu thought in a daze, she was still quite short of money.

She sighed imperceptibly and got out of bed.

The successful listing of Lime overseas, the news quickly spread to China, and as a three-year-old company, it is very powerful to be able to do this in such a short period of time.

Before the plane took off, Song Qingyu received a message from China.

Song Shi added 300 million yuan, the contract has been signed, and it is agreed that Lime will invest in the sub-project of Song Group in the form of share difference. ’

Song Qingyu closed the phone and breathed a sigh of relief, so many years of hard work have not been in vain after all.

"Miss Song."

An indifferent voice disrupted Song Qingyu's thoughts.

She raised her eyes slightly, looked at the owner of the voice, and was a little surprised: "Mr. Ruan is also on this plane?" ”

Is it such a coincidence?

"Hmm." Ruan Ming sat in a wheelchair, and behind him was an older man who was in charge of pushing the wheelchair.

The old man rarely saw his young master take the initiative to talk to someone, and his expression was quite shocked, but he hid it well.

Ruan Mingshen asked, "Have you considered the deal I told you about?" ”

Song Qingyu was stunned, remembering what Ruan Mingshen said that night.

She bowed slightly, her eyes fell on the jade Buddha string on her wrist, and she said humbly: "I'm sorry, although marrying you can bring me a lot of benefits, but I think the value of women can only be realized by relying on men, I will fight for what I want, what you want, I think it may be better to change someone." ”

Ruan Mingshen nodded, as if this answer was not important to him, and the proposal that night was just a whim.

"Ruan Mingshen."

A deep, sexy voice broke the silence between the two.

Fu Wenzhou came over with a displeased face with a cup of hot milk, and stood between Song Qingyu and Ruan Mingshen: "What do you want to do?" ”

Ruan Ming glanced at him lightly, and the other party's defensive and vigilant eyes like the calf protector made him feel a little amused, but he didn't care about the relationship between these two people: "Miss Song, I still hope you can think about my proposal, after all, it will be beneficial to you and me." ”

"What proposal?" Fu Wenzhou said coldly: "I advise you to fight Song Qingyu's idea less. ”

Ruan Mingshen: "It has nothing to do with you. Dingbo, let's go. ”

Fu Wenzhou's face was even colder, he had never felt that Ruan Mingshen was so eyesore.

Song Qingyu rubbed her eyebrows: "Milk." ”

Only then did Fu Wenzhou withdraw his sharp gaze from Ruan Mingshen, put the milk in Song Qingyu's palm, and sat next to her.

"What did he propose to you?"

Song Qingyu's fingertips paused slightly: "It's nothing." ”

Fu Wenzhou was very annoyed in his heart, and when he thought of Ruan Mingshen's eyes when he looked at Song Qingyu just now, his heart was as uncomfortable as 10,000 ants crawling.

When I looked up and saw Song Qingyu drinking milk with her head up, the irritability in my heart turned into restlessness again.

She leaned on her slender neck, white and tender, fragile as if she could bite through the epidermis with a single bite. The pink lips were stained with a little milk stain, and the soft tongue was curled, and I wanted to roll the white milk stain back, but I did a lot of useless work.

The little milk stain still stubbornly remained at the corner of the mouth.

Fu Wenzhou's throat was very dry, his eyes were as sticky and depressed as spider silk, and there was a monstrous desire in his eyes, not purely physical, but also psychological.

He had tasted the taste of these lips, it was very soft and sweet, and he wanted to taste more to see if it was so fragrant and soft elsewhere.

Fu Wenzhou thought in annoyance: Why is it so coveted? Let him think about it day and night, and he can't wait to dismantle her and eat her.

Realizing his dirty thoughts, Fu Wenzhou's Adam's apple rolled and forced himself to turn his head away from looking at her.

I'm afraid that Yuzu will be afraid when he sees this.

Fu Wenzhou felt that what Gu Bai said was quite right.

He was poisoned by a poison named Song Qingyu, and there was no cure.

Song Qingyu didn't know how hard she was drinking a glass of milk, and the other party's mind had already turned a thousand times.

She set the milk glass aside and flipped through the latest issue of the financial magazine.

When the plane landed, Fu Wenzhou was afraid that Ruan Mingshen would entangle again, so he picked up Song Qingyu and quickly got off the cabin.

When Song Chang finished picking up the checked luggage, he couldn't find the two of them.

Song Qingyu was forcibly carried to the car by him, and was a little annoyed: "Uncle Chang hasn't come over yet!" ”

Fu Wenzhou drove the car: "I asked someone to pick him up, you don't have to worry." ”

Song Qingyu had no choice but to report an address: "Send me here." ”

Fu Wenzhou's face darkened: "You just came back and didn't go back with jet lag to have a good rest, what kind of dinner did you go to?" ”

Song Qingyu: "These people are the target customers of Shiyu Venture Capital, Yan Shaoqin has done a lot for this bureau, I can't help but praise this field." ”

Fu Wenzhou's face darkened: "If you dare to love, you are going to have dinner with Yan Shaoqin." ”

Song Qingyu's voice was cold: "I want to go over." ”

Fu Wenzhou "grass" and turned the head of the car.

Even though his stomach was full of fire, he didn't dare to drive too fast, and arrived at the Dongjiang Hotel at a constant speed.

Song Qingyu didn't let him follow him, and went to the box that Yan Shaoqin said alone.

Fu Wenzhou stared at her swaying slender figure, and slammed the steering wheel, his face gloomy and terrifying.

Thinking that the box would be mixed with the unpleasant smell of tobacco and alcohol, Song Qingyu covered his mouth and nose with the handkerchief prepared in advance, and took a deep breath before pushing the door open.

I didn't expect it to be different from the dinner she imagined.

Yan Shaoqin and one of the bigwigs sat in the main seat, and the others talked and laughed, but no one smoked and drank.

The air doesn't smell bad at all.

Yan Shaoqin saw her come in: "Let me introduce, this is the behind-the-scenes boss of our Shiyu Venture Capital, Song Qingyu." ”

Everyone is in a circle, no one in the Yan family or the Song family has ever heard of it, today Yan Shaoqin pulled down his face to do this game, in order to invest in Shi Yula, they all know it.

Even the sick beauty who lives in a shallow way is here, and it seems that Shi Yu is full of sincerity today.

One of them stood up and said with a smile: "Miss Song, it's better to see than to hear, you are really a beauty among beauties." ”

His praise was not frivolous, and Song Qingyu was not disgusted: "Thank you, Mr. Li, I have admired my name for a long time." ”

Halfway through the meal, Song Qingyu knew that it was Yan Shaoqin who had greeted him in advance and arranged a non-smoking box.

Song Qingyu looked at Yan Shaoqin and cast a grateful look.

Yan Shaoqin's eyebrows raised: "Don't thank me, I'm afraid that you will cough up something when you smell the smoke, I just want to make money, but I don't want to kill people." ”

Song Qingyu still thanked him in a low voice.

After the dinner, Song Qingyu and Yan Shaoqin sent people outside the hotel together, and a group of people politely and skillfully made the final greetings.

A gust of wind blew, the hair touched the tip of her nose, Song Qingyu coughed in a low voice, originally just coughed in a suppressed voice, coughed to the back, and could no longer suppress the surging itch in her throat, one after another, endlessly, almost no time for her to calm down.

Yan Shaoqin frowned and asked, "Do you want to take you to the hospital?" ”

The others also cast concerned glances, and it is unknown how much genuine concern there was.

No one stepped forward to help her, and Song Qingyu coughed up tears.

Yan Shaoqin stepped forward and wanted to hold the person up.

Before the palm of the hand was touched, someone took the lead.

Fu Wenzhou quickly pushed away everyone who was in the way, walked in front of Song Qingyu step by step, and then took her in his arms, patting her wide and warm palm slowly and gently along her weak back.

Song Qingyu snuggled up to him in his arms, most of the weight of his body was supported by him, his white fingertips tightly grasped his clothes, and tears wet his clothes.

Fu Wenzhou gave her a smooth breath with one hand, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the other.

Song Qingyu's face was pale, coughing dizzy, and she had no strength at all.

"Why are you always disobedient."

His voice was low and hoarse, like a puppy in the rain.

"You're just going to bully me."

Song Qingyu was stunned, her cough gradually subsided, and her swollen brain was relieved.

Her fingers were still clutching at his shirt: "Let's go." ”

Fu Wenzhou obediently took the person away.

A group of people behind him were already stunned.

Someone couldn't help but ask Yan Shaoqin: "Why is Song Qingyu with her ex-husband's nephew?" They're messing ......."

His words were interrupted by Yan Shaoqin.

Yan Shaoqin raised his eyebrows coldly: "My ex-husband's nephew is not her own nephew, I didn't expect Mr. Li's thinking to be so old-fashioned, and my grandfather can't think of it like you." ”

The scolded Mr. Li: "......"