Except for the Su family's little episode, tonight's welcome banquet went well.

"Mr. Su, everyone has something to do tomorrow, why don't you get here today?" Song Yueying said to Su Xiangwan.

Song Yueying's cheeks were crimson, her starry eyes were blurred, and Su Xiangwan could also see that Song Yueying had really drunk a lot of wine today.

"Qin Chuan, you are responsible for sending Vice President Song home safely." Su Xiangwan handed over this task to Qin Chuan.

"Me? Is it appropriate? Qin Chuan spread his hands.

"What's out of place? By the way, you've also been drinking, so call a substitute driver to follow you. Su Xiangwan said.

Qin Chuan was obedient, but this point was not very smooth, Qin Chuan thought about it anyway, he drank a little red wine, so he simply drove by himself.

"Vice President Song, can you sleep even if I drive so hard?"

Qin Chuan drove the car and turned his head to face Song Yueying, who was lying in the passenger seat with his eyes closed.

"Who told you I slept? I just don't want to deal with you! Song Yueying snorted lightly.

"Even if it's cold, it's not so direct, right?" Qin Chuan smiled and shook his head.

"I'm not the kind of woman who likes to hang men's appetites, if I hate you, I'll just tell you to stay away from me!" Song Yueying said.

Qin Chuan smiled, looked at the rearview mirror, his smile stiffened slightly, and his brows frowned slightly.

"Then I don't belong to the man who makes Vice President Song hate?"

"The road is facing the sky, go half of each way, rest assured that I won't hurt your wife, and you'd better stay away from me!" Song Yueying opened her eyes and glanced at Qin Chuan.

"Then can I understand it like this: Vice President Song is young, he has already achieved financial freedom, and he has come to Su's Group to retire?" Qin Chuan said jokingly.

"You can understand it this way, but with my ability, I can put the icing on the cake: assist your wife to make the Su Group a top pharmaceutical company in Longhai."

Qin Chuan laughed again, and then pressed the window on his side.

"It's windy, Vice President Song is seated!"

"Locked up!" Song Yueying frowned, it's so cold outside, what kind of car window to open.

"Chirp ——!"

Qin Chuan suddenly slammed the steering wheel to the right, and the car went out of control and leaned right as if it had suddenly burst a tire, and the left wheel was off the ground, almost overturning.

Hit the left direction again, the car shook a few times and drew a few S's on the road, which gradually stabilized.

Song Yueying didn't wear a seat belt when she got into the car, Qin Chuan was violent, her body was not controlled at all, and her upper body was thrown at Qin Chuan.

The delicate lips smacked directly on Qin Chuan's face, leaving a striking lip print with a suffix.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?" Song Yueying was frightened, and her pretty face was covered with frost.

"I reminded you, okay, how do you want me to go back?" Qin Chuan looked at the lip prints on his face, and his brows were also frowned.

Does this count as being forcibly kissed?

didn't care about being entangled with Song Yueying, and stared at the rearview mirror again.

"Smack——!

Sparks flew on the rearview mirror, and then it was directly cut off in half, and splinters were everywhere.

Song Yueying was startled for a moment, looked behind her, and found that a motorcycle behind her was clinging to their car, and the spark just now was caused by bullet shooting.

She did drink a lot today, and she was slow to react, and she didn't even notice such a danger.

"Do you know who it is?" Song Yueying asked.

"I want to know and ask myself!" Qinchuan Road.

After saying that, he suddenly braked suddenly, the car suddenly slowed down, and the next second, the pursuing motorcycle overtook and rushed out, broke through the protective fence and fell directly into the sea.

Qin Chuan's hand was stretched out of the window, holding a person in his hand, who was the motorcycle killer who was chasing them.

If it weren't for Qin Chuan, he would have fallen into the sea with the motorcycle by now.

As soon as the hand was withdrawn, the killer's head was dragged into the car, the car was still moving, his body was suspended in the air, and life and death were in Qin Chuan's hands.

"Who sent you? Who are you targeting? Qin Chuan pulled off the killer's helmet and asked in a cold voice.

The killer gritted his teeth and struggled, not at all cooperating.

A touch of gloom flashed in Qin Chuan's eyes, and he stepped on the accelerator and pressed down, and the numbers on the speedometer soared immediately.

The howling cold wind cut like a knife, and the killer felt like he was falling into the abyss at this moment, his face was pale, his fear had reached the limit, and half of his life had been lost.

It can be seen that although this killer is well-trained, he is not at a high level, and the quality of an international professional killer is far behind.

"Someone asked me to give the Su Group a little color!" Killer Road.

"Who?"

Hearing that the killer was targeting the Su Group, Qin Chuan frowned, and his first reaction was the safety of Su Xiangwan and Su Xiaxia.

Song Yueying understood what Qin Chuan meant, and immediately called Su Xiangwan, and when she got the news that they had arrived home safely, Qin Chuan was relieved.

"Tell me, who?" Qin Chuan asked again.

"Yes...... Young Master of the Fu Family! ”

The killer is aware of current affairs, and knows that it is useless to resist stubbornly in front of a person like Qin Chuan, so he can only explain truthfully.

Fu Junlong?

Qin Chuan remembered this person, who was the young master of the Fu family who spent more than three billion yuan at the auction a while ago and wanted to take the Su Group for himself.

Later, he was cut off by the Mingyue Group, and he didn't dare to put a fart. Qin Chuan didn't expect that this bastard would dare to take revenge!

"Get out!"

Qin Chuan stretched out his hand and threw the killer on the side of the road.

Without saying anything all the way, Qin Chuan sent Song Yueying to the place, a high-end apartment that Su Xiangwan specially rented for Song Yueying.

It can be seen that although Song Yueying, a woman, is also a strong woman workaholic, she is absolutely pampered in material life, so in terms of material life, Su Xiangwan provides her with a very high standard.

"I'm sorry Vice President Song, some personal grievances of the Su Group have frightened you tonight!" Qin Chuan said to Song Yueying.

"There are so many things in your Su family!" Song Yueying sneered, not knowing whether it was a joke or a mockery from the heart.

Fu Junlong?

Of course, Song Yueying knew this person, because he belonged to Mr. Song's group like her.

It was precisely because Fu Junlong's plan to take over the Su Group failed that Mr. Song would arrange for her Song Yueying to break into the Su Family.

However, she is a little different from Fu Junlong: she is Mr. Song's henchman, and that Fu Junlong is just a dog controlled by Mr. Song remotely.

Song Yueying knew Fu Junlong's every move, but Fu Junlong didn't know who she was at all!

But now, Fu Junlong has been kicked out of the camp by Mr. Song because of his unfavorable work.

Fortunately, Mr. Song didn't raise his dog, otherwise there was a chance that he would be a pig teammate.

"The Su family's affairs will be resolved, rest assured, it will not affect your Vice President Song's ambitions! Good night! Qin Chuan sent Song Yueying to the door of the house and threw a goodbye.

"Wait a minute!" Song Yueying shouted to Qin Chuan.

"Huh? Is Vice President Song going to invite me in for a cup of coffee? ”

Song Yueying glanced at him, went into the house and took a pack of wet wipes and threw it directly to Qin Chuan, pointing at his face.

Only then did Qin Chuan think of the mark that Song Yueying had left on his face.

"Vice President Song, this won't be your first kiss, right?" Qinchuan Road.

Song Yueying frowned, Qin Chuan didn't mention it, but it hit Song Yueying's heart when he mentioned it.

"Bang ——!"

The door slammed shut.

Qin Chuan laughed self-deprecatingly: Really?