The landlord left in a flash.
In the live broadcast room, the audience left enthusiastic messages.
"Great job, host!"
"This kind of idiot deserves a lesson!"
"Kill him!"
…
The landlord's actions aroused public anger.
Song Yang's actions won everyone's applause.
Song Yang took Zhou Weiyu and drove away.
Watching their backs disappear at the door, the landlord came out.
He said bitterly, "I won't let it go like this. I'm going to ask my big brother, Fatty Rong, for help! When the time comes, tell Zhou Weiyu to follow me to the small room!"
Song Yang took Zhou Weiyu to the villa.
It has a three-story structure with a Nordic style, beautiful floor-to-ceiling windows, and an independent garden the size of a basketball court. There is also a white swing in the garden that sways slightly.
Zhou Wei Yu fell in love with this place at once.
Song Yang said: "From now on, you and your family will live here."
Zhou Wei Yu hugged Song Yang happily, her eyes shining.
She experienced her father's serious illness and was in poverty. When she was most helpless, Song Yang appeared.
My father’s liver cancer was cured, and his situation of having to rely on Borrowing Bei to pay for rent was improved, and he moved directly into an independent villa.
Zhou Weiyu would never have dared to imagine these things a day ago.
But now it’s all done!
Song Yang did not look down on her, but protected her everywhere. This was what she had always dreamed of!
Zhou Weiyu is very satisfied with her current life.
She looked at Song Yang who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window admiring the scenery, and suddenly an impulse surged in her heart, wanting to give Song Yang everything!
Song Yang is looking at the garden.
Zhou Weiyu hugged his waist from behind and whispered in his ear, "Song Yang, do you want to eat jelly?"
Song Yang's body shook and he looked at Zhou Weiyu in surprise.
He didn't expect that Zhou Weiyu, who had always been intellectual and dignified, would say such bold words.
Zhou Weiyu avoided Song Yang's burning gaze, lowered her head and said, "I just put in some hot water, can you help me test the temperature?"
Song Yang's eyes lit up, he nodded, and pulled Zhou Weiyu into the bathroom.
"The anchor went into the bathroom!"
"Oh my god! Breaking news! Hurry up and take out your high-definition triple-camera smartphone!"
"Everyone stand back, I'll go first this time!"
"After waiting for so long, there are finally some films, haha!"
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In the live broadcast room, the audience was very enthusiastic.
Many enthusiastic audiences took out tissues and prepared for the battle seriously!
Song Yang waved his hand and turned off the camera.
The live broadcast room was dark.
Half an hour later, Song Yang walked out of the bathroom with satisfaction.
Zhou Wei Yu was held in the arms with tears in her eyes. Her legs were weak and she couldn't walk alone.
Zhou Weiyu got the desired result.
This time there is no forced passivity, only natural development!
Song Yang is leaving.
He pecked Zhou Weiyu's smooth forehead, put on his clothes, and left the villa.
Before leaving, Song Yang said, "Bring the uncle and aunt over in a day."
Zhou Weiyu nodded. She lay on the soft Simmons bed, her two smooth little feet swinging back and forth, like a carefree elf.
Song Yang returned home.
My uncle and his family have already left.
With the 50 million cash given by Song Yang, Liu Dingbang directly bought a house in Jinling, which was big enough for his family to live in.
Moreover, Song Yang bought the hotel and gave it to Liu Dingbang as a startup asset.
Liu Dingbang had always been a wage earner, and suddenly became a hotel owner. He was so excited that he went to work that very day to experience what it was like to be a boss.
When Song Ma saw that her brother's family lived a happy life, she was also happy.
Everything is going in a good direction.
Song Yang opened the QQ group and sent out red envelopes worth 500,000 yuan.