Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

Murong Rong nodded, and said without hesitation: "I don't like him, and he also hates me, but I never thought of letting him have an accident."

In fact, she is very clear why Song Xiuyuan is so abnormal, he should have met Song Hongfeng,

Of course Rong Jiuci could see that this was Murong Rong's sincere words. He took Murong Rong's hand, kissed the back of her hand lightly, and said with a smile: "Mrs. Rong is really generous."

Murong Rong raised his eyebrows: "Maybe it's not generosity, but it's just a joke."

"Do you know something?"

"It's hard to say that you know anything. Today, at the beginning of today, Shengkai fainted and was sent to the hospital. Song Xiuyuan looked for her."

Murong Rong briefly explained the matter.

"Song Xiuyuan reacted so strongly, it should be because he knows what his beloved sister is."

After Murong Rong finished speaking, he suddenly became worried: "Rong Jiuci, do you think I'm so bad?"

"It's very bad." Rong Jiuci kissed the corner of Murong Rong's lips, and said with a smile, "The bad ones are cute."

Murong Rong snorted, and then said seriously: "Jiu Ci, I'm not cute, and I'm really bad."

She is not afraid of being scolded by others, she just wants to protect the people she cares about, even if everyone criticizes her, she is not afraid.

Rong Jiuci asked Murong Rong again: "Women are not bad, men don't love, the worse you are, the more I love you. And..."

His eyes are full of affection: "If you are bad, you won't always have men with evil intentions coveting you. You will always belong to me alone."

Murong Rong's face turned red quietly.

Crimson world.

When Huo Yanshen pushed the box away, the air was filled with a strong smell of alcohol, and many wine bottles were spilled on the carpet.

The veins on Huo Yan's deep forehead twitched. How much alcohol did he drink?

Seeing that Song Xiuyuan was still holding up the wine bottle to drink, he walked over and snatched the bottle back, and said angrily, "Song Xiaosan, do you want to kill yourself?"

Huo Yanshen's nose moved, and he keenly smelled the very weak smell of wine in the bottle. It seemed that it was mixed with white water.

The manager is still smart, and he didn't really let Song Xiuyuan drink like this, otherwise he might become alcohol poisoned after drinking so much.

Song Xiuyuan wasn't angry when the wine in his hand was taken away, his expression was as calm as ever: "I'm fine, what can happen if I drink so much wine mixed with water?"

"Hey, do you know that there is water in it?"

"I told you, I'm not drunk."

"Well, you're not drunk, you, Song Xiaosan, are sober." Huo Yanshen kicked away the wine bottle beside him, sat on the carpet, and squinted at him: "Come on, tell me what stimulated you? It made you beg Get drunk."

"It's nothing. I'm just in a bad mood and want to drink."

"In a bad mood? I think it's because of Song Hongfeng's life in prison. Although I understand you very well, Song Hongfeng is to blame, so you don't have to feel sorry for her."

After Huo Yanshen finished speaking, he was ready to run away.

Having been with Song Xiuyuan for so many years, he knew him best, and he was very defensive. As long as it involved Song Hongfeng, he was not allowed to say a single bad word.

However, this time was different, he had already set his posture, but Song Xiuyuan didn't move at all.

Huo Yan blinked in surprise, turned back, and waved his hand in front of Song Xiuyuan.

Song Xiuyuan turned his head and looked over.

"Didn't fall asleep, why didn't you respond to what I just said about Song Hongfeng."

"Aren't you telling the truth? What do you want me to do?"

"It's not normal, it really is not normal." Huo Yan murmured to himself, and quickly shook his head: "No, no, this is normal. The previous appearance of being lowered and lowered has finally healed. Fortunately, fortunately ah."

Song Xiuyuan looked at Huo Yanshen's appearance, and couldn't help but said, "Xiao Liu, did I really favor Hong Feng before?"

"Be confident, get rid of that. Besides, you are not a partial favorite at all, but a brainless favorite. If I hadn't invited Master Lei to make sure you were not hypnotized, I would have thought you were hypnotized by Song Hongfeng."

Song Xiuyuan pursed his thin lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you think she was angry with me because of this, and refused to dream of me for so many years?"

"Who?" Huo Yanshen quickly realized, "You're talking about Miss Li, right?"

Song Xiuyuan glanced over, with displeasure: "Even if you don't call me Sansao, you should call Mrs. Song, what Miss Li? Have you learned the rules?"

"Tch, come on. You are divorced from Ms. Li, so what kind of Mrs. Song is she?"

Song Xiuyuan was stunned.

These days, he remembered many things, but he forgot one thing, that is, he divorced Li Qingzi.

Seeing that Song Xiuyuan was motionless like a stone statue, Huo Yanshen stretched out his hand and gently pushed him for fear of irritating him: "Song Xiaosan, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Song Xiuyuan came back to his senses, and he took another sip of his wine.

The wine mixed with water was tasteless, but Song Xiuyuan didn't care at all.

Huo Yan couldn't stand it anymore, and snatched the bottle over: "Don't drink it, drink it any more, you'll spoil yourself."

Song Xiuyuan didn't care either, his eyes were fixed on the void, and he asked, "Xiao Liu, do you think she will enter my dream if I'm drunk?"

"It's hard to say. After such a long time, who knows if Qingzi is busy with other things down here." Huo Yanshen said very tactfully, although he was also very dissatisfied with the things Song Xiuyuan did before, but he couldn't It's really exciting.

Song Xiuyuan smiled and said, "She won't. I know, even if she's not busy, she won't fall into my dream. Because she hates me."

When he said these words, Song Xiuyuan felt overwhelming pain in his heart.

He seemed too dull.

Li Qingzi had been gone for so many years before he suddenly realized that he fell in love with Li Qingzi.

As early as a long time ago, he had fallen in love with Li Qingzi.

It's just that he knew it too late, too late, now Li Qingzi and the child are gone.

His love can never be expressed.

A tear fell down his face, silently hidden in his clothes.

Huo Yanshen saw it, and he didn't know what to say, the most he could do was sigh and make fun of others.

Song Xiuyuan was still drunk.

After being late for four years, he who understood his own mind could no longer hold back the deepest desire in his heart.

"Qing Zi."

Song Xiuyuan struggled to walk out.

"Song Xiaosan!" Huo Yanshen immediately stood up and followed, "Where are you going?"

"Qingzi. Qingzi is waiting for me at home." Song Xiuyuan murmured.

Huo Yanshen was speechless: "You are really drunk. How could Li Qingzi still wait for you?"

She is already dead, and will never wait for anyone again.

Song Xiuyuan heard it, but sneered.

There was a person talking nonsense in front of him, and he didn't know how much Qingzi loved her family, let alone that she was always at home no matter what time he was.

Not to mention how cute it is.

Song Xiuyuan couldn't help smiling, feeling more impatient.