Song Huaijiang's face suddenly darkened, his chest was so angry that he was stuffy, he glared at the smiling and bright Song Qin, and opened his mouth, but before he could open his mouth to play a round, he heard Chu Xuan beside him slowly speak:

"It doesn't matter if it's true or not, as long as it affects Miss Song's mood, even if it's true, I can turn it into a fake."

Chu Xuan still maintained a smile on the corner of his lips, "I'm not afraid of Miss Song's jokes, I admire Miss Song very much, I have been in love for a long time, I just hope that Miss Song can give me a chance." ”

Generous and sincere, this is the Chu Xuan that Song Qin currently sees.

"Okay." Song Qin's body leaned forward a little, and her delicate figure was even more charming, her thin white fingertips pointed at Song Zhi'an, but a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Chu Xuan,

"If you can get him to spit out half of my mother's property, I'll give you this chance."

"Song! Percolate! Song Huaijiang slapped the table, stood up directly, and stared at her with tears in his eyes.

"Uncle Song, dissipate your anger." Chu Xuan hurriedly got up, patted Song Zhi'an's back, and gave him comfort.

"That doesn't seem like there's anything to talk about." Song Qin tapped the sofa with his fingertips, stood up with pity on his face, turned around and left.

"Stop!" Song Huaijiang scolded sharply, his face turned blue and his eyes widened with anger.

But Song Qin didn't eat his set at all, and was about to open the door and leave, until he said:

"I'll give you something, your mother's......

"Qingrui Medical Technology!"

……

In the quiet backyard of the villa, there is no hustle and bustle in the front yard, but it is also a good place to hide.

Shen Yanzhou held the phone in his left hand, and a burning scarlet cigarette between his right fingers, and he casually flicked the cigarette ash.

"You're so idle, aren't you?"

Jiang Yi on the other end of the phone gloated with a smile: "I'm not as idle as you, and the old man in my family didn't instruct me to go to Song's house to give gifts." ”

"Fuck off."

Shen Yanzhou was just about to cut off the phone, when his waist was suddenly tightly wrapped by a pair of slender hands, and the phone fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.

He frowned, subconsciously raising his hand holding the cigarette.

Before he could speak, the person behind him suddenly came to the front, his hands still tightly hugging his waist, his small and delicate chin against his chest, and his beautiful face showed a pitiful grievance:

"Mr. Shen, you're late, I'm going to get married."

Shen Yanzhou raised his eyebrows, his left hand naturally wrapped around her thin waist, and the corners of his lips hooked a slight arc: "Who are you going to marry?" ”

"Secret." Song Qin touched his waist badly, and the hot temperature passed through the thin shirt to her palm.

"Why don't you ask me why I'm here?"

Shen Yanzhou lowered his eyes to look at her, and his deep dark eyes were full of affection.

"It doesn't matter."

His voice was a little hoarse, and his raised tail note was low and sexy.

Song Qin's hand slowly moved to his chest, and she tapped it lightly, she looked at his handsome eyebrows, red lips opened, and her voice was soft,

"Mr. Shen doesn't want to marry me, who do I want to marry? Isn't it ......"

"Too much nosy?"

Shen Yanzhou suddenly laughed, he understood that she was here to find him.

"Qinqin ......"

He suddenly called her like this, and Song Qin was a little stunned.

Until Shen Yanzhou's slender fingers brushed her cheeks, the cold and soft touch made him tremble, and his eyes deepened inch by inch:

"There is nothing that you have to get married to do, what you want, what you want to do, you can tell me directly, I will help you."

Like a splash of cold water suddenly attacked, Song Qin came back to her senses, the smile in her eyes gradually faded, she took a few steps back, distanced herself from him, and said in a cold tone: "Shen Yanzhou, I don't have to marry you." ”

After that, Song Qin stepped on his high heels and turned around, and walked towards the banquet hall without looking back.

Shen Yanzhou didn't follow, he extinguished the cigarette that was about to burn to the cigarette holder, extinguished it on the trash can, then leaned against the wall, took out another cigarette and lit it, the smoke cloud made his cold silhouette even more hazy.

With a little white smoke, Shen Yanzhou thought for a moment, then picked up the mobile phone on the ground and broadcast a phone call.