Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 61: It is too late to meet Fu Yan
Coughing to endure the smile that was about to explode, Jiang Zhengyang pulled his female companion who was pushed down, sat down and patted Song Ziyu on the shoulder, "Song Shao, you too, are, you can't talk to Song Yueliang, who is she? Who among us does not know? That's crazy and cruel.”
On the sofa opposite the two, the man sitting alone tasted the wine hidden in the shadows, only his hand holding the wine glass reflected in the light.
His hands were slender and smooth, and the movement of holding his cup was extremely elegant.
Hearing Song Yueliang's words, her hands were barely visible and stopped, the man's deep and gentle voice slowly walked out of the darkness, "Song Yueliang hit you again?"
Word by word, it attracts attention.
Song Ziyu almost ran away.
Jiang Zhengyang could not help it, he slapped the sofa while laughing, panting heavily, "It's a pity that I wasn't there back then, I just learned that Song Yueliang beat you up after listening to Liao Fei's group. This time... Song, Song Shao, you are an eight-foot tall man, why can't you stop a woman? Ahhaha..."
Song Ziyu could not see his face anymore, and said angrily, "It's because I let go!"
The man opposite leaned over slightly, his slender figure slowly visible in the light, with an inexplicable aura flowing down his face as he bowed, not forcing, but unable to be ignored.
Appearing handsome, gentle and graceful, with a smile on his lips like the spring breeze.
A simple white shirt and black trousers, half-rolled sleeves, clean and fresh manly demeanor, gold-framed glasses at the base of the nose obstruct a pair of eyes behind the lens, and an indistinct view.
"I remember, you were afraid to cry?"
"..." - ".Song Ziyu gritted her teeth, "Yanqin!"
Yanqin sat back down, smiled and said nothing. The fingers are turned slowly, the wine in the glass is swaying, and the eyes hidden behind the lens make people unable to see emotions clearly.
Jiang Zhengyang got up from the sofa, wiped the tears from his laughter, and said, "Four years ago, Taifeng Real Estate was on the verge of bankruptcy and liquidation, and Song Yueliang was ordered in danger. With his own strength, he insisted on biting the mouths of some of the leading companies in Huicheng. The next piece of meat came, and he managed to revive Taifeng. Even the Song Group has suffered because of it. He has the means and the courage, and he can play tricks and play viciously. Song Shao, listen to my advice, this woman has no choice but to not provoke him.he."
Back then, Song Yueliang dared to beat Song Ziyu so hard that she could not take care of herself, her temperament was already clearly visible. Now that his face was slapped, what was he afraid of?
Frankly, Song Ziyu's slap was useless.
begging him.
Ziyu's song was silent. It was not that he had never heard the rumors about Song Yueliang in the circles.
Moreover, someone secretly dubbed Song Yueliang behind her back, calling her Yasha.
Evil and cruel.
Even after five years, she still remembered the sharp look in Song Yueliang's eyes when she beat him up, and how hard he was when he picked up the bricks and smacked his forehead.
If it wasn't for the sick young man stopping him, he might have already melted into dust by now.
Then where's the woman? It was a wild child that had not been tamed at all! It was just wearing a human-like dog skin!
Grabbing the wine glass, Song Ziyu poured another thick glass of wine, then shuffled the wine glass, got up and left.
“Hey, why did Young Master Song leave?” Someone saw this scene and came to ask.
Jiang Zhengyang, "I feel bad after eating at Song Yueliang's place."
"Song Yueliang's? Song Yecha's? Coincidentally, she and the little princess of the Dong family were opposite."
Some people looked at the booth opposite him.
There, the woman leaned against the glass from floor to ceiling, holding a wine glass, observing the dance floor below where the demons were dancing wildly.
With her hair down, half-hidden appearance, sleeveless silk shirt, and wide black pants, her height of 1.7 meters strongly supported an aura that women in general did not have.
Beside him, the red-haired woman who was half her head shorter than him was chirping with him. It was Dong Wangshu, the little princess of the Dong family.
Seemingly aware of the gaze from this side, the woman raised her eyes and looked up, her eyes extremely sharp, with a hint of alcohol.
Sassy and charming.
Yanqin raised her glass from afar, but the woman closed her eyes and sat down, her entire body hidden behind the sofa.
"Hisses! Just look at it makes people's blood boil. Song Yasha's temperament was evil, and there was nothing to say about her face and figure. If a woman like this gets into bed, I don't know what it's gonna be like." "
An ambiguous teaser sounded, but Jiang Zhengyang did not have time to stop it.
Yan Qin lifted his lips and looked at the man speaking slowly, "Two glasses?"
The man was immediately overjoyed, "Thank you to Young Master Qin for respecting me, I respect you!"
If he could befriend Yanqin, his status would naturally rise.
Like Jiang Zhengyang, who came from a second-rate family background, it was not that Yanqin appreciated him and enjoyed first-rate treatment.
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"That's Yanqin? When did he come to Huicheng? If I knew he was here, I wouldn't have come! Shit!"
Angrily, Dong Wangshu sat down next to Song Yueliang, watching her drink wine in a glass, and not blocking her, but helping her refill the wine, "Yueyue, drink it! Treat this wine as Yanqin, drink Swallow enter and pull out!"
Song Yueliang, "..." Put the wine glass down.
All emotions were shattered by Dong Wangshu's words.
"Why don't you drink anymore? Yueyue, do not hold back when your mood is bad, you have to vent it, I will drink with you!" Dong Wangshu directly took the bottle of wine and poured it into his mouth.
"Dongdong!" Song Yueliang hurriedly snatched the bottle, “Don't drink like this.”
After a while, half of the wine in the bottle was gone.
Dong Wangshu was in no hurry, and looked at Song Yueliang for a long time, then suddenly cried.
Snot and tears.
Song Yueliang sighed softly, "Dong Dong, you're drunk."
Dong Wangshu shouted with tears all over his face, "Who's drunk? I don't! I just hate him and that bunch of people! They're not good people!"
"Yes, none of them are good." Song Yueliang agreed, and pulled the man to his feet, "I drank a lot today, let's go, I'll drive you back."
"I'll be with you tonight!"
"Miss, no need."
"I'm afraid you'll feel bad."
"Which of your eyes saw me suffer?"
Calling the waiter to drive, and putting Dong Wangshu in the car. Song Yueliang looked at the neon lights that quickly disappeared outside the car window with deep eyes.
"Yueyue, Yueyue..." Beside him, the drunk Dong Wangshu muttered.
"OKay?"
"Yueyue, there's news I don't dare tell you..."
"What news?" Song Yueliang replied casually, just thinking that the other party was talking drunk.
"Yueyue, I heard Fu Yanchi, hiccups, it's back, actually I know..."
Silent air.
Song Yueliang still looked out the window without turning around.
There was no additional expression on his face, as if he had just heard an ordinary name.
"Really." She said.
No response from around.
Drunk people are sleeping.
Send the man back to Dong's house, get rid of the replacement driver, Song Yueliang sat in the driver's seat, stepped on the gas pedal and drove away.
He did not know how many red lights he had passed along the way, and he did not know where he was going.
There was a deep tingling sensation in my heart.
He spent five years trying to forget, deliberately avoiding everyone he came into contact with, but it turned out to be futile.
My heart still hurt the first time I heard it mentioned.
He could behave calmly in front of the Song family and Yan Qin, but only in front of Fu Yanchi—
Fu Yanchi's.