
Song Yueliang asked without replying, “Why do you want to marry me?”
"Why? Of course because I like you."
His contemptuous tone made it difficult to discern truth and falsehood, and also made people angry.
Although constrained like Song Yueliang, it was difficult to control and lost control.
“Yan Qin!” He gritted his teeth and looked at the man, "Why are you doing this, I never liked you!"
"Continue?" The man said lightly, "I want you, what's the matter?"
He leaned forward and drew closer, with a powerful and dangerous aura flowing towards him, sweeping his gentleness, his pupils darkened like beasts staring at his prey, "Don't tell me you're famous, you know, you're not famous, even though you have, for as long as I think, I dare to take you back!"
"Then let me tell you, no one can force me to do the things that I, Song Yueliang, do not want to do." Song Yueliang sneered, "I, Song Yueliang, don't like people, and I won't like them until I die!"
Yanqin slowly stood up, drawing back those dangerous breaths.
No one knew better than him how proud Song Yueliang was on his bones.
Wanted him to lower his head, unless he broke his bones and smashed his pride into mud.
Only an angel with a broken wing would land on the palm of an ordinary human.
He was a mortal being, worse than a mortal.
“I don't understand, why are you so dismissive? Obviously I am the same person as you, and we should be a perfect fit.”
“You are wrong, I have never been the same person as you, your eyes are full of desire and ambition!”
“I think you hate me because I have a good relationship with Song Ziyu.”
Song Yueliang was speechless, controlling her emotions, and did not plan to say anything more.
I'm not a human being, so there's no need to explain.
Yanqin had the freedom to choose friends, and she never angered anyone because of this.
He did not take the initiative to provoke anyone.
Just looking for a quiet and ordinary life.
That'sthat's all.
It was just that these people, who were each thinking of themselves, had encouraged him to this day.
Filled with hatred towards Ping, he turned into a sharp knife!
“Yanqin, today, I will treat you officially declare war with me.” Song Yueliang turned her gaze away from the man, moving away from him.
In the darkness, the man took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, lowered his head and lit it.
The lighter clicking sound was clearly heard.
As he was about to come out of the darkness, the heavy voice of the man rang out with the smell of tobacco, "The boss Guan you are looking for is in my room."
Song Yueliang suddenly stopped and turned around, her eyes cold, "You better stop enough!"
Laughing softly, echoing in the dark and narrow space, the man turned around and walked towards him step by step.
Gold wire frame lens reflects dull and flickering luster.
"What if I say, no?"
Seeing the figure approaching again, Song Yueliang's expression slightly sunk.
It seemed like something was violently colliding in the air, ready to explode.
“Nothing? Aqin?” The woman's soft and gentle voice suddenly sounded from beside the two of them.
Yanqin froze and turned to look.
The thick red carpet on the ground hid the sound of his footsteps, so that the two people who were confronting him did not notice it when he arrived.
“Aibi? Why are you here?” As Yanqin looked at Meng Jingxian, Yanqin had removed the dangerous aura from her body, adjusted her glasses with her slender index finger, and said with an indifferent smile, "If I knew you were here, I would go there with you myself. "
“I heard Yueyue is here, so I came here to find her.” Meng Jingxian smiled and waved to Song Yueliang, "Yueyue, come to Aunt Meng."
“Abibi Meng.” Song Yueliang called out at this moment, and walked over.
When he turned around, Yanqin passed by from the corner of his eyes, extremely cold.
Yanqin's eyes sparkled.
Due to Meng Jingxian's appearance, the tense atmosphere in the air slowly faded.
“Auntie, you and Yueyue already know each other?” Yanqin followed slowly while smiling gently, "Ah Chi introduced you? It seems I'm the only one who doesn't know."
“It had nothing to do with Ah Chi, it was because I had a fateful encounter with Yueyue. On the day I first arrived in Huicheng, he helped me on my way.” When Song Yueliang came, Meng Jingxian pulled her to his side affectionately, and then chased her away Yanqin, "You don't need to accompany me, as long as I have Yueyue to accompany you. You're the host of the reception today, and you can't do without you. You cannot make other honored guests feel neglected. You can run your business."
Yanqin's gaze stopped on Song Yueliang's face, and she replied with a smile, "Then, I'll excuse you first. Aunty can call me if you have anything to do."
Before leaving, when Song Yueliang passed by, she lowered herself slightly and smiled, "If Yueyue has any business, you can also call me, you know her number."
Song Yueliang's eyes were as cold as substance.
Waiting for the figure of the man to disappear on the stairs, Meng Jingxian held back her smile, patting the back of Song Yueliang's hand, "Ah Qin is bothering you, isn't it?"
Song Yueliang gathered her emotions and looked at the woman, only then did she show surprise, "Aunt Meng, how do you know I'm here?"
"I stayed in a guest room on the top floor of the hotel. If you're okay here, come with me?" Meng Jingxian brought Song Yueliang down slowly, and slowly talked about the reason why she came here.
The corridor on the second floor was silent again.
Not far from where the two of them were earlier, in front of the door of a certain private room, Song Ziyun noticed the backs of the two coming down, her eyes filled with hatred and hatred.
The atmosphere in the private room where Fang Ru and the others were staying was extremely dull.
I thought Meng Jingxian had come here to make the Song family look good, but she did not expect that what she handed over was actually a slap on her face.
At that moment, after Madam Ding finished what happened, the lady in cheongsam stood up and smiled warmly, "So so. I was worried Yueyue would be bullied, so I rushed over. Since he's fine, then I win I won't stay any longer, everyone, excuse me."
Everyone cannot recover from this sudden change.
Only after Meng Jingxian left the private room did the stagnant air flow again. The people who stayed behind looked at each other, and they also looked at Fang Ru's mother and daughter with subtle gazes in their eyes.
Showing off did not work, but gave Song Yueliang a protective umbrella.
Song Ziyun did not understand how it would become like this.
When did Song Yueliang meet Meng Jingxian?
Did he meet Fu Yanchi again?
Otherwise, why would Meng Jingxian be willing to come to the reception just for him?
How did Meng Jingxian know that Song Yueliang would be bullied here?
The questions swirled in his mind, making him dizzy.
Things are not going well today, after that incident, he still does not know how to explain it to his parents!
Song Yueliang was only his sworn enemy!
On the other hand, after Song Yueliang and Meng Jingxian left, Yan Qin returned to the second floor and entered the private room next to the bathroom.
Someone is waiting inside.
"understand?" She asked.