Genuine Wife and Slave: 108 Types of Love and Killing

"Miss Song, don't worry, the surveillance on the road leading to Song's house is the best in the city, and there will never be any accidents on the road." After speaking, he took Song Qingcheng's hand and got out of the car.

"Tomorrow night, I will entertain my friends at M Bar. If Ms. Song regrets it, you can come and negotiate with me." After speaking, she got into the car by herself, closed the door, and drove away, leaving behind a bewildered car. Song Qingcheng.

Song Qingcheng, who had recovered from his shock, looked at the road where there were no shadows of cars and yelled: "Leng Jinyan, you bastard, shameless, despicable, perverted... I curse you, your teeth will stick to your teeth when you drink cold water!" Go up the hill!

And Leng Jinyan, who left Song Qingcheng halfway, sat in the car and recalled Song Qingcheng who had just looked confused, a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't even notice it. Pull him back.

"Honey, I miss you, you... will you come over tonight?" The soft tone was filled with pity, which made people feel soft for a while.

"I still have something to do today, so I won't come here. You should rest at home." After speaking, he cut off the phone.

As soon as the line was disconnected here, the phone rang again. Seeing the caller ID, Leng Jinyan couldn't help frowning.

"grandfather."

"You still know that I am your grandfather! You don't listen to my words now, do you? Tell me! What happened to you today! What do you mean by throwing the granddaughter of the Song family away!"

The phone was connected, and Leng Qiming, the old man of the Leng family, was yelling at him!
"Grandpa, I said, I don't agree with this marriage, and I told Ms. Song what I think today, so, grandpa, go and cancel this engagement!" Not afraid of old man Leng's roar, Leng Jin said: Said calmly.

"You...you are really going to piss me off! Okay! Now the wings are hard! You dare to argue with me, don't you! But don't forget! Huanyu Group is still up to me! Leng Qiming has the final say! You can cancel this engagement Yes! Then stop thinking about being the president of my Huanyu Group! Hmph!"

"Grandpa!" Before Leng Jinyan could speak, the phone was cut off.

Throwing the phone away, he picked up the wine glass and downed it in one gulp.

The wind at night was a bit chilly, and Song Qingcheng, who was walking home alone, couldn't help shrinking her body.

Damn Leng Jinyan, he is not a gentleman at all!If you don't want to marry, Miss Ben doesn't want to marry!
As he kicked the pebbles under his feet, that warm face appeared involuntarily in his mind.

Song Qingcheng took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his windbreaker, hesitantly checked Rong Kui's number several times, but finally did not dial it.

What can I say to Rong Kui at this time?It seems that there is nothing to say!
However, she was so cold by Leng Jinyan, it would be good to hear her gentle voice.

"It doesn't matter, let's die." Song Qingcheng closed his eyes and pressed down hard with his fingers.

"Qingcheng, your grandfather..."

this voice...

grandfather?Song Qingcheng was shocked, and immediately said: "Uncle Li, is something wrong with my grandfather, I will go back right away!"

Hanging up the phone, Song Qingcheng was already running on the rugged mountain road in order to lose Rong Kui's gentleness in his mind.

And Li Wei on the other end of the phone, looking at the lit phone screen, still heard the anxious voice, and then looked at the red-faced and radiant old man behind him.

"Old Song, are you sure it's really okay for us to lie to that girl Qingcheng like this?"

"What could be the matter?" Song Hongwei glared at Li Wei.

"But, the person who threw her halfway was Leng Jinyan, didn't he..." The person you're looking for should also be Leng Jinyan?

"Hmph, you don't understand or I don't understand? If it wasn't for Qingcheng's merciless mouth, would she be thrown out of the car?" Song Hongwei's tone was full of dissatisfaction.

"..." Sure enough, it was my grandpa.

"Old Song, I think I'd better go downstairs and wait for Qingcheng, and open the door for her by the way!"

"The door is opened by a nanny!" Song Hongwei immediately pierced Li Wei: "When Qingcheng comes back later, my illness can be as serious as it can be said!"

"Mr. Song, no one curses herself like that!" Li Wei wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Also, if Qingcheng knows that we have teamed up to lie to her, then..." It will end badly!
"Li Wei, I think you've really lived and returned. If you don't tell me about this kind of thing, can she know?" Song Hongwei glanced at Li Wei contemptuously.

"..."

Li Wei was speechless again.

Fortunately, within a few minutes, there was already a sound of footsteps downstairs, no need to guess, it was Song Qingcheng's footsteps.