Pampered Darling: 99 Yuan Sweet Wife

   How could Song Yu dare to challenge the second master, unless he was really tired of living.

He curled his lips, and when it was time to be counseled, he had to be counseled, "Master, the lady called me just now and said she was short of money, so I'll just say, that old man from the Su family must have abused the lady, not even a pocket money. Give."

   "By the way, and that guy Xiao Jinyu is not a good thing, if it wasn't for him being bad to Madam, why would Madam be so afraid of him?"

"what do you want to say in the end."

   Quan Moting didn't have time to listen to him talking about these unnutritious nonsense, so he said coldly, "If you feel too busy, give me a summary report of the previous quarter's report and give it to me before get off work."

   "No, Lord, I'm very busy, I have to…"

   Before Song Yu could finish speaking, Quan Moting held up a thick pile of documents in his hand and threw it at his feet, his eyes were slightly heavy, and his tone was cold, "If you talk more, I will sew your mouth up."

  Song Yu swallowed, feeling that he was really hasty just now, completely forgetting his original intention of breaking in.

   But he turned around and walked to the door, and a tired and indifferent voice of a man came from behind him immediately, "Wait, you just said that Su Qingqing called you, what's the matter."

  Song Yu patted his forehead and hurriedly said, "Master, Madam said that she was short of money, I thought she was looking for you, but she told me not to say it, and told me to notify Bai Jin."

   "Bai Jin?" The man said the name in a chilled voice, his eyes were bright, and his expression was a little weird.

  Song Yu shuddered, wondering if he had said something wrong, "Yes...Yes, it's Bai Jin. Madam asked me to tell Bai Jin to prepare 10 million."

   "Did she really say that?"

  Song Yu nodded sullenly, and told Quan Moting the content of the conversation word by word. Seeing his father's long silence, Song Yu began to panic.

   "Second, Second Master, is there any problem? Did I say something wrong and need to call Madam again?"

   Quan Moting rubbed his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and said lightly, "Give me your phone."

   He cooperated with Song Yu as he said, and handed over his cell phone honestly, only to see Quan Moting slipping his call records with his sharp fingers, staring at the string of unfamiliar cell phone numbers with his icy gaze.

   "Go check this number, I want to know her location right away."

   The man's eyes were dark and surging, as if this brutal rain was brewing.

  If Song Yu couldn't guess what Quan Moting meant, he really didn't have to live. He didn't dare to slack off, and quickly sent someone to lock this unfamiliar mobile phone number.

  Be good, his wife must not have an accident, otherwise he will definitely be in danger.

   After half an hour.

   "Su Qingqing, why is there no news yet, are you playing some tricks behind my back?" Yu Yang was furious and kicked Su Qingqing again.

   He paced in place anxiously, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, the sweat soaked his shirt, and the broken hair on his forehead was almost stuck together.

   looks not only embarrassed, but more like a lost dog.

  Su Qingqing has become very calm since he was caught by him, except that the side of the fan is slightly red and swollen, the clothes on her body are a little messy, and the pupils are as fierce as ghosts in the night.

   "Oh, what's the hurry, I'm all in your hands, or you give me your phone and I'll make another call."

Yu Yang pinched her neck, resisting the urge to kill, and said in a hoarse voice, "Bitch, I won't trust you anymore, I want to wait for someone to save you, right? Don't think about it! "

   said, he used a knife to cut the rope on Su Qingqing's hands and feet, and Su Qingqing was dragged and pushed outside by him.

  Su Qingqing was startled, and she slammed his head hard with her own head.

  The man screamed unpreparedly. Su Qingqing took advantage of his pain and let go of his hand and tried to open it.

   "Help, help..."

   It was extremely windy outside, and the road was dark. Su Qingqing was afraid that Yu Yang, a lunatic, would catch up, so she ran in a hurry.

  Nima, my palms hurt, my knees hurt, it hurts wherever I fall!

  Su Qingqing had the urge to cry, but she didn't even have time to cry, because Yu Yang's scolding became more and more clear, she endured the pain and got up.

  “嗞～”

   The shrill brake sound was almost to the heart.

  Su Qingqing couldn't hide her ecstasy. A black Hummer also drove in the other direction. She held her breath for a moment, completely unaware of what was going on.

   She didn't just let Song Yu inform Uncle Bai, who's the other car...

  Big... Big Demon King? !

   The icy shiny car door opened, and immediately, two men with chills all got out of the car at the same time.

  Su Qingqing's eyes widened in vain, forgetting how embarrassed she was at the moment, she stared at the two men walking towards her at the same time.

   "Song Yu, don't let anyone run away."

  The man opened his mouth coldly, only to see Song Yu respectfully nodding his head and quickly lead someone to chase Yuyang.

   And at this moment, accompanied by a black coat that wrapped Su Qingqing's body tightly with the hot breath of a man, she bit her lip and murmured, "Second, Second Master, why are you here."

   "And uncle, what are you doing here at night?" She didn't ask Song Yu to just inform Uncle Bai.

  mmp, why did you inform these two guys, let them come over to fight?

  Eight eyes is Quan Moting's handsome face with cold lines, her wrists are so tightly clenched that she can't move a bit, "If I don't come, are you going to expose the corpse to the wilderness?"

"I…"

  Su Qingqing wanted to refute, but was frightened back by his terrifying eyes.

  Xiao Jinyu gave a cold snort, no matter how cold his face was, it didn't affect the exquisite face that turned all beings upside down, "My niece was handed over to you, that's how you take care of her?"

   "Mr. Xiao, this is a matter between our husband and wife. Please make a trip in person."

   "I'm her uncle." Xiao Jinyu frowned.

   Quan Moting pursed his lips and smiled lightly. There was evil spirit and arrogance between the lines, "I'm still her husband."

   said, with a force, Su Qingqing was dragged into a steel-like and cold embrace, which made her a little hurt, and then Quan Moting's cold words continued to be heard in her ears.

   "My wife was surprised a lot and needs a good rest. I'll take her home now. I'm sorry... Uncle-uncle."

  Xiao Jinyu silently watched Quan Moting "carefully" hug Su Qingqing away, and acquiesced to Alan who quietly walked around behind them.

   He pulled out the gun from his waist at the fastest speed and aimed it at Quan Moting's head.