Please Take Care of Mr. Quan

Chapter 998: Go away, Liu Ye has a black face

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Song Zhen had never seen a woman like her who couldn't get in.

The hot face stuck to the cold ass, Young Master Song couldn't hang on his face anymore, and sneered: "You deserve it too?"

The camouflaged goodwill finally disappeared completely, and was filled with coldness instead.

Of these young masters, which one is not high above the top and full of arrogance

I'm not afraid that Song Zhen is just a collateral. Under the premise that Ding, who is the main line of the Song family, is withered, his scenery is not inferior to Song Yu when he was alive.

Who can stand firm in the circle is not a human spirit? Most meet the wind to turn the rudder.

Song Yu was led by Song Kaifeng, personally teaching, fearing that the entire Song family would be handed over to him in the future.

However, it was such a proud man of heaven who was fudged by many people outside, but when he came to Shen Hou, he was faceless one after another.

"Since Shao Song thinks I am unworthy, why should I catch up?"

If Shen Wei called "I don't know good or bad" in his eyes, then what has Song Zhen himself become

Guilty.

"I don't know what kind of mentality you are holding and planning to approach me, and I don't want to know, but you should be clear about one thing—"

I saw the woman bending down and lowering her head, suddenly leaning to the car window.

Song Zhen was shocked by her sudden movements, and his eyes were stunned.

But in the next second, the faint fragrance of the woman went into his nostrils and entangled, causing him to lose consciousness for a while.

The gorgeous red lips lightly hooked, and they seemed to be fascinating between them.

But what was said was not a good thing, it was not pleasant to hear—

"I don't even look down on Song Yu, let alone you?" The contempt in the woman's eyes at that moment no longer concealed it, and even added a touch of nasty fun.

Seeing the man's face sinking gloomily at a speed visible to the naked eye, Shen Hun couldn't help feeling very good.

She did it on purpose!

Humiliated him deliberately!

Song Zhen was overwhelmed with anger, and two clusters of flames burst from his faint pupils.

The next second, Shen Hou heard the sound of the door lock opening, and the man pushed the door in a gesture of force.

Naturally, it was impossible for Shen Wei to get him out of the car, and suddenly stood upright, and at the moment the car door opened, she kicked up.

Kang Dang—

"Are you crazy?!"

She raised her foot against the car door, smiling suddenly, her indifferent eyebrows without any emotion, "In the future, stay away from me, otherwise...you shouldn't want to know the result."

Listening to her threatening words from Chi Guoguo, Song Zhen wanted to laugh.

Who does she think she is

If you don't have the ability, you will get a set of ruthless words.

Song Zhen suddenly felt dull and boring.

Xin said, this woman is nothing more than that.

He sneered and looked back with contempt, and was about to speak, but at this moment, a black Bentley drove towards the two of them, and finally stopped side by side with his black Mercedes.

Then, a burly man got out of the car.

The man who could only behave fiercely and behave fiercely in the past has now become a tough guy.

The third son walked to Shen Wei under Song Zhen's surprised gaze, took the trolley case in her hand, and then opened the car door, protected the roof of the car with his hands, and asked her to sit in.

After closing the back seat door, he put his luggage in place again, and then he walked around to the driver's seat and settled down.

Soon, the engine started and the car slowly drove away.

Song Zhen wrote down Bentley's license plate immediately and sent it to the assistant with his mobile phone.

"Go check the owner of this car and feel a little deeper.

"Yes."

After finishing the call, he later realized that he fell into a daze.

She said that he didn't need to send it, someone would pick it up, and someone would actually pick it up.

If he reads it right, the Bentley is custom-made, purely imported, and even the assembly is done abroad.

You can't get it without eight digits.

So what does Shen Hou have to do with the man driving the Bentley

Boyfriend

Not like.

The man was too angry, lacked one ear, and was full of gangsterism, unlike the big money, and he didn't match the name ***ying.

And looking at his attitude towards Shen Hou, there is not the slightest intimacy, but there is a kind of inexplicable... Respect

Inside the car.

The third son asked: "Where to go?"

Shen Hou: "Go back to the honey first."

"Yes."

Honey was closed during the day, and Li Xiaotan was still resting, and Shen Hun did not bother her.

Go up to the second floor and make breakfast for Zan Zan by yourself.

He ate it obediently.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the second son came back from outside, took a break and went to the negative floor with praise.

The master and apprentice dress separately, and the two will help when encountering difficulties, but most of the time they praise themselves for changing clothes, wearing knee pads, and wrapping bandages.

The progress is obvious.

"I came to practice when I was away?"

The little guy nodded.

Without the two sons to protect him, he dared not move his equipment, so he could only practice preparations over and over again, including changing clothes, warming up, and so on.

"You won't go back after leaving the Song family this time?"

The second son never regarded him as a child, and he was not naturally speaking to a child.

Zan Zhan did not answer, looked up at him.

Those dark and clear pupils reflected the appearance of a man, and there was a trembling insight.

It seems to understand everything, everything is invisible.

"Why, inconvenient to say?"

Zan Zan looked at the ceiling, actually indicating upstairs.

What's upstairs

Shen Hou.

So the connection is-this question can only be answered by asking Shen Hun.

The second son smiled and picked up the boxing gloves: "I guess, she won't go back."

Things that have no value for use are trash in Shen Xu's eyes.

The garbage can only be thrown away.

It was night, the downstairs was open normally, and the soundproofed room upstairs, Shen Hou, had fallen asleep with his two sons.

Under the same moonlight, Xiangshan County.

In the study.

Patter

Quan Hanting threw the photo in his hand onto the desktop, his face was three minutes darker than the night outside the window.