Dog food from heaven: Mr. Song please keep a low profile when sprinkling sugar

Except for Qiao Wan, he had never seen anyone who was so kind to his young master.

Deep down in my heart I was really upset.

"You all go out, I want to be quiet by myself."

As Qiao Wan said, she didn't understand why her temper had become more and more irritable recently.

Song Yanshu sent someone to stand below, Qiao Wan couldn't escape.

"Wanwan, you'd better be honest and don't always think about running away."

Song Yanshu came downstairs and saw Xue Zhenzhen who was still eating.

"Pack her up and let her go back to eat!"

Xue Zhenzhen looked up in astonishment, and she quickly explained: "Brother Yan Shu, can't you let me live here? Please, for Grandma Song's sake!"

She got up quickly and hugged Song Yanshu from behind, with tears streaming down her face immediately.

Before Xue Zhenzhen was about to start another confession of true feelings from the heart.

Song Yanshu pushed Xue Zhenzhen away, and said, "I hate people threatening me the most."

This sentence is word for word, biting extremely hard.

Xue Zhenzhen reluctantly, was invited out before the meal was finished.

It's all the fault of Qiao Wan, that bitch. If she hadn't kept making noises and asked Song Yanshu to send her away, she would definitely have stayed and lived in the Song family!

Even though Xue Zhenzhen didn't get angry, but because of Song Yanshu's decision, he had to walk with heavy steps and got into the car to take her back.

At this time, Qiao Wan was standing in front of the balcony and watching quietly, until she realized that Xue Zhenzhen reluctantly got into the car, she suddenly felt extremely comfortable.

Even the food that has been kept around has become attractive.

Qiao Wan calmly watched the car that sent Xue Zhenzhen go farther and farther, and she was completely relieved.

If she wants her to watch the enemy who bullied her in her previous life kiss me and her husband every day in front of her, she might as well let her die!

Although Song Yanshu may only be her husband in name.

However, what is yours is your own.

It is absolutely impossible for a woman like Xue Zhenzhen to take advantage of it for nothing.

Then swagger in front of him.

After tossing and tossing for so long, she felt tired and needed to catch up on a good sleep.

It was a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, it was morning.

Song Yanshu was not by her side, for some reason, she felt very uncomfortable.

In the dark room.

A man with a thick rag stuffed in his mouth and without a spot of good skin was thrown to the ground abruptly.

"Song Shao, people have arrived."

Song Yanshu looked at the man who was still struggling on the ground with a look of disdain.

The man stared straight at Song Yanshu, gnashing his teeth like a fierce ghost.

Song Yanshu walked up to him slowly and kicked him on the back.

Said in an extremely cold and cruel voice: "It's my fate."

The man's mouth was blocked with a rag, and he couldn't speak a word.

But in the next second, his face suddenly became extremely distorted, as if he saw something extremely terrifying.

In front of him, a man in black was holding a knife, ready to castrate this person who dared to steal the Song family's famous paintings privately and sell them to the Song family's feud.

"Let him talk!"

The rag was removed from the man's mouth. Just as he was able to speak, the man hurriedly begged for mercy: "Young Master Song, please forgive me! Really! Please! I really don't dare anymore!"

Song Yanshu looked at the sharp knife sprinkled with a lot of salt.

"If you use this knife to cut off the most important thing on your body..."

Hearing this, the man quickly knelt down and kowtowed, begging for mercy while kowtowing. After a while, a large amount of blood oozed from his forehead and remained on the ground.

Song Yanshu, who was sitting on a chair, was condescending and arrogant, enough to make everyone present tremble.

In this circle, everyone didn't know that Song Yanshu was notoriously cruel to the enemy.

Unexpectedly, there are people who not only live and die to steal the national treasure.

"Regret?" Song Yanshu said in a lazy voice.

"I regret it! Young Master Song, I really don't dare anymore! Please forgive me!"

"Hehe, let's do it."

Following Song Yanshu's order, the man knew that he was hopeless, completely hopeless.

He stayed where he was, watching helplessly as the knife sprinkled with salt was aimed at his part.

Song Yanshu didn't look at him at all, and the corner of his mouth curled up in an extremely cruel arc.

After a while, the man's extremely stern roar came, and there was an extremely bloody smell in the air.

Song Yanshu didn't even bat an eye, and ordered: "Take him down and let him starve to death!"

"Yes!"

Song family.

Qiao Wan was still angry with Song Yanshu, and felt uncomfortable.

"Let me out! I want to go out and get some air!"

The door of Song's house was tightly closed, not even a fly could fly in.

"The young master said, you can't go out!"

Qiao Wan became even more angry, she just wanted to go out to get some air!

Do nothing else!
But no matter what she said, Song Yanshu's men just wouldn't let her go out.

"It's fine if you don't let it go out."

Qiao Wan turned and left without looking back.

After Xue Zhenzhen was kicked out, she still lived in the house she rented. The house had no other advantages, except that it was closer to the Song residence.

She was very lonely by herself, bored and unable to do anything.

"Really? Are you still used to living in the Song residence?"

It's Grandma Song calling.

"Grandma, Brother Yan Shu is going to pick me up soon, but that Qiao Wan keeps obstructing me! There is really no way!"

Grandma Song felt uncomfortable after hearing this.

After all, the Qiao family and Grandma Song also had a lot of connections back then.

At the beginning, Grandma Song was a distant relative of the Song family, while Qiao Wan's second grandma married here. The relationship between the two of them was very bad, even to the point of difference. Grandma Song once swore that she would never talk to Qiao's family again. to the point of any one person.

Originally, Grandma Song was old, and times had changed.

But Qiao Wan was so impolite and disobedient at all.

Grandma Song felt that Qiao Wan was exactly the same as her second grandmother, they were both unreasonable and of poor character.

"Grandma, I don't want to go back to Xue's house, I just want to stay with brother Yan Shu."

Xue Zhenzhen lives here, and occasionally sees Song Yanshu.

In order to prevent Xue Zhenzhen from being too lonely, Grandma Song sent several people to accompany Xue Zhenzhen.

Xue Zhenzhen himself also called several girlfriends to accompany her.

It didn't take long for the few of them to go around looking for fun places together.

Xue Zhenzhen walked in the middle.

"Huh? Really, didn't you say you lived with Song Yanshu last time? Why did you change places?"

Xue Zhenzhen heard this, and said unhappily: "Which pot is not open, which pot is not open! If I live in, do I still need to rent the house next door?"

Her two friends felt unworthy of her.

"Aren't you and Song Yanshu childhood sweethearts? What's the matter, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you've become like this!"

Xue Zhenzhen said unhappily: "Didn't I tell you everything? It's all because of his fake wife, who insists on taking Brother Yan Shu!"

Her two friends felt worthless for her and said, "Why don't we help you clean her up?"

"How to clean up?"

Song house.

After Song Yanshu had breakfast, he had a sudden impulse and asked the housekeeper beside him.

"I ask you."

"Song Shao, please tell me."

Song Yanshu thought for a while, and then said, "Do you know what women like?"

When the butler heard it, he thought he had heard it wrong, and quickly shook his head and said, "How could I know this! Why did the young master suddenly ask this question? Could it be because..."

Now that the conversation has come to this point, no matter how stupid a person is, he should guess that it's because of Qiao Wan.

Qiao Wan was angry a few days ago, and she hasn't spoken yet.

"Then what do you know? It's really useless!"

The butler listened and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I heard from others that girls like flowers and other shiny things. If you give these things, young master, Miss Qiao will like them."

"You said it was really necessary for me to send those things to please her?"

The butler was noncommittal. In his opinion, as long as the young master thought it was right, it must be right.

"Housekeeper, prepare the car!"

A Maserati pulls up in front of a jewelry store.

He remembered that he had never bought these things for Qiao Wan before, and even when he got married, he never prepared for it.

But now, he would personally choose jewelry for a woman?
In front of the jewelry store, Song Yanshu's subordinates stood in a row, and the waiters in the jewelry store backed away in fright.

But, looking at the person who got out of the car again, isn't this the most famous young man of the Song family in the imperial capital, Song Yanshu?
Oh my god, they didn't expect to see such a character in their lifetime.

The hearts of those girls were all throbbing, and they almost couldn't hold back their little nympho.

The man in front of him was standing in front of the window of the jewelry store, carefully selecting the necklace in front of him.

Must be picked for girlfriends or wives, right?
Oh my god, how happy is Song Yanshu's girlfriend to receive such treatment?

It is simply envious of others!

The store manager heard that Song Yanshu had come here to honor him, so he hurriedly came to see him in person.

After seeing that it was really Song Yanshu himself, the store manager said with a doggy face, "What kind of necklace do you want? What style?"

"Wrap me the most expensive ones in your shop."

The store manager listened and took the opportunity to sell more products, but in the face of Song Yanshu's majesty, and the aura that was enough to look down on the world, he didn't even dare to speak.

"Young Master Song, how about... we have a new batch of more expensive and better-looking jewelry, how about..."

The store manager successfully grasped the characteristic of Song Yanshu that he had too much money to spend.

"Excuse me, should I give it to my girlfriend, or..."

Without even thinking about it, Song Yanshu blurted out, "It's for my wife."

The women present were once again envious, they didn't expect that they were already married, and Young Master Song was so willing to spend money for women!
Wait, Young Master Song is already married!Then there is one less perfect husband in the world!

What a pity!
"Wrap them all up." Song Yanshu left the jewelry store after choosing.

A dozen of his subordinates followed behind, their aura was in full swing. After getting into the car, Song Yanshu ordered his subordinates to speed up the car, and by the way, brought some potted flowers.

Not surprisingly, as long as this thing is a woman, everyone will like it, right?