Song Yang didn't expect Zhao Meiluo to be so unrestrained.
He said, "Zhao Meiluo and I have nothing to do with each other, so don't try to establish a relationship with us."
Zhao Meiluo's face turned embarrassed.
After all, she is a beauty, rich and pretty. Now she takes the initiative to ask Song Yang to be her boyfriend, but he directly refuses without giving her any face!
The red-haired woman was also stunned.
Zhao Meiluo is a recognized goddess-level rich second-generation in the wealthy circle.
The second generation of wealthy families, led by Zhou Jianfei, all regarded Zhao Meiluo as their dream wife and pursued her madly.
But Zhao Meiluo didn't like any of them, and she still doesn't have a boyfriend.
This was the first time she admitted it, but Song Yang actually refused!
The red-haired woman didn't understand what was so good about Song Yang that made Zhao Meilu so depraved.
Song Yang stood in the shadows and his appearance could not be seen clearly.
At this time, the light in the corridor flickered, shining on Song Yang's face, revealing his appearance to everyone.
The pure white light cast a layer of holy glow over Song Yang's face.
The red-haired woman couldn't help but open her mouth.
So cool!
There is such a handsome man in the world!
OMG!
The red-haired woman felt her heart pounding!
Song Yang's face seemed to have touched the softest part of her heart, making her unable to control herself.
Zhao Meiluo snapped her fingers at her: "Luo Huihui, you are drooling, wipe it off quickly."
The red-haired woman regained consciousness.
She wiped her saliva and looked at Zhao Meiluo with envy.
Song Yang is so handsome, it must be great to have a chat with him in the evening!
The strong man was very unhappy and looked at Song Yang with hostility because Luo Huihui had never drooled at him!
He looked at Song Yang and said, "Boy, you are really good at fighting. I want to practice with you."
Song Yang said disdainfully: "You are too weak, I am afraid I will kill you."
The strong man's face turned black.
Song Yang was so pretentious that he actually said he would train him to death.
He said angrily: "Boy, you are too arrogant. I will teach you a lesson!"
Luo Huihui said: "Ji Baxiao, please control yourself, otherwise you will hurt Song Yang!"
Ji Baxiao is the name of the strong man.
He said: "Don't worry Huihui, I'm just shaking hands with Song Yang!"
Ji Baxiao pinched his fingers, making crackling sounds, appearing to be very powerful.
He reached out to grab Song Yang with a cruel smile in his eyes.
Song Yang didn't shake hands because he was afraid of him. Shaking hands would be even better. His single-handed strength is 200 kilograms, which will definitely break his fingers!
Zhao Meiluo worriedly reminded: "Song Yang, be careful!"
Song Yang smiled slightly and raised his hand to shake hands with Ji Baxiao.
Ji Baxiao squeezed it hard but failed to move it.
A look of confusion appeared on his face. Why did it feel like he was holding a steel plate
Song Yang said: "It's my turn this time."
He pinched his fingers and a cracking sound was heard. Ji Baxiao screamed and knelt in front of Song Yang.
Song Yang's power is too strong, Ji Baxiao is no match for him.
Song Yang said: "Call me dad and tell him you are wrong."
Ji Baxiao's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he quickly said, "Dad, I was wrong, please forgive me!"
Song Yang nodded with satisfaction and let go of his hand.
Ji Baduan held his hands and gasped.
It hurt so much just now, as if his palm was not his own!
Song Yang said: "I only used 1% of my strength. If you don't accept it, I can use 100% of my strength to play with you."
Ji Baxiao looked at him like a monster.
He was so powerful with only 1% of his strength. If he used 100%, wouldn't he be crushed into a ping-pong ball? !