"Auntie really said that you must go back with me." Song Jiani looked up at Song Xuanhe, the red eye sockets were particularly prominent on her pale face: "Brother Xuanhe, you trust me."
Song Xuanhe pulled away Song Jiani and held her hand tightly, and said calmly: "I know, but I have an appointment with Zhou Rong, you go back and tell my mother, tell her I'll be back later."
"That's right." Zhou Rong said with a smile: "Second Young Master and I have made an appointment a long time ago, besides, it's not appropriate for us men to drink, and it's not appropriate for you, a woman, to intervene. You should go back first."
"No, you have to leave here with me." Song Jiani only grabbed Song Xuan and a few fingers, so strong that the hand holding him trembled slightly, as if trying to break his fingers, a pair of red eyes Staring at Song Xuanhe closely, he spoke in a crying tone: "Brother Xuanhe, as long as you leave with me today, I won't bother you anymore, okay?"
Song Xuanhe frowned slightly, Zhou Rong's eyes darkened slightly, but his tone was a bit teasing: "Jiani, you have started to take care of Xuanhe before you married into the Song family, are you planning to develop in the direction of Yan's wife?"
"Okay." Song Xuanhe pulled out his finger and pointed out: "I have a sense of proportion, you don't have to worry about me, go back and tell my mother, she won't blame you."
Song Jiani's eyelashes trembled, and she raised her eyes subconsciously to meet Song Xuanhe's gaze. When she saw that although he frowned slightly, his eyes did not show the impatience before, tears overflowed from her red eyes, and then Song Xuanhe and Zhou Rong's surprised eyes threw themselves into Song Xuanhe's arms.
"Zhou Rong wants to harm you."
There was a barely audible choking sound in her arms, Song Xuanhe paused with her raised hand, and patted her on the back, Zhou Rong felt as if he heard something, turned to look at Song Xuanhe, Song Xuanhe Slightly pointing his chin, he pointed to the person in his arms, showing a slightly impatient and helpless expression.
The fear in Zhou Rong's eyes lightened slightly, and he said with a smile: "She's crying, why don't you just go back with her."
"It's been so long since I promised you that you won't get drunk or come home." Song Xuanhe patted Song Jiani's shoulder again after speaking: "I know what you are worried about, don't worry, my mother knows my personality, I won’t blame you, I’ll call someone to pick you up later.”
Song Jiani hugged Song Xuanhe, shook her head in his arms, and said in a muffled voice, "I won't leave if you don't leave."
Zhou Rong heard this and said: "She's crying like this, let her stay, anyway, she won't affect her sleep or anything."
"Our man is drinking, what is she doing here?" Song Xuanhe pulled Song Jiani away, looked at her crying face, and twitched the corners of her mouth, took out a handkerchief from her pocket and stuffed it into her hand, He clicked his tongue and said, "Your makeup is all over, you're so ugly, go back quickly."
Song Jiani was stunned for a moment when she saw the handkerchief Song Xuanhe handed her. She remembered that when she was in etiquette class in high school, Song Xuanhe once said with disgust on his face that a big man would never be such a mother with a handkerchief. Something, why is he wearing a handkerchief.
But before she felt strange, she heard Song Xuanhe's words that followed - you're all over makeup, you're so ugly.
Song Jiani forgot everything in an instant, and immediately took out the mirror to check her makeup, and found that her pale face changed after the eye makeup was really dizzy, and finally recovered some blood color because of it, and used a handkerchief to deal with the fainted eyes. makeup.
"Go to the bathroom to touch up makeup." Song Xuanhe pointed: "Let's go when there is still makeup to be done."
Song Jiani paused, gripping the handkerchief tightly, turned her head so that Song Xuanhe could not see her face, and whispered, "Unless you go with me, I won't go if you don't let me."
"She didn't leave even with all the makeup on, so she couldn't be driven away." Zhou Rong said with a smile: "Let her stay with us."
Song Xuanhe pursed his lower lip, looked past Song Jiani's ears that could only be vaguely seen, suppressed the complexity in his eyes, and said softly: "Since you want to stay, you can stay, but don't worry about our affairs. thing."
Zhou Rong opened the door and said with a hearty smile, "Come in."
Song Jiani glanced at Zhou Rong, lowered her eyes and walked in.
After the three of them sat down, the atmosphere was a bit weird, and the faint smell of wine wafted in the air, making this weirdness even more obvious.
"Jiani, there are low-alcohol wines over there." Zhou Rong said, "You can choose it yourself."
Song Jiani didn't even look at it, and said directly, "I won't drink."
"You don't drink and come in and stare at us?" Zhou Rong asked with a smile.
"It's not appropriate for a girl to drink with the two of us." Song Xuanhe said lightly: "Let her sit, and we drink our own."
Zhou Rong turned his gaze away from Song Jiani, and poured wine for himself and Song Xuanhe: "Okay, let's continue."
"By the way, where did we just talk about?" Zhou Rong said while holding the wine glass, "Did I tell you that besides the two of us, there is one more person who will come?"
Song Xuanhe raised his eyes, glanced at Zhou Rong, shook his glass and said, "No."
"That's what I forgot."
Song Jiani's eyes widened in surprise, and she said, "Didn't you say it was just you, Xuan and brother? How come there are still people here?"
Zhou Rong laughed and said, "I only had an appointment with Second Young Master today, but someone must come over after they find out, saying that they want to discuss something with Second Young Master. I thought we all know each other, so I let him come."
"Who is that person?" Song Jiani stared at Zhou Rong closely, her voice was a bit sharp.
Zhou Rong smiled and said, "You will know when he comes."
Seeing Zhou Rong's bright and upright smiling face, Song Jiani's complexion changed slightly, and she stood up and walked to Song Xuanhe's side and grabbed his arm, saying: "Before you said that only you, Xuan and brother would drink with me. Yes, I didn't expect to be caught, I don't like drinking with strangers, Xuan and brother, let's go now."
"It's not a stranger." Zhou Rong raised his hand to stop Song Jiani, and said, "Actually, you also know each other, and you're quite familiar."
Song Jiani: "I'm familiar with you and I don't want to drink with others. I want to leave now. Are you going to stop me?"
Zhou Rong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Since we were young, you and Xuanhe have been called by Xuanhe's elder brother Xuanhe's elder brother, and our temper is also very soft. We just call each other by their first names, and lose our temper when we say we lose our temper. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like you are lovable, I really can't figure out why Lu Chao likes you."
Song Jiani subconsciously looked at Song Xuanhe, her eyes darkened after seeing his expressionless expression, and she said to Zhou Rong, "How do I know why he likes me, anyway, I don't like him."
Hearing this, Zhou Rong's originally smiling face changed instantly, the smile disappeared on his face, and his eyes became cold: "But he likes you, and he has done a lot of things for you, because you have become less and less Like the old him."
"But I never asked him to do anything for me!" Song Jiani looked at Song Xuanhe nervously after speaking, and explained: "Brother Xuanhe, I made it clear that Lu Chao liked me as early as the first time I knew Lu Chao liked me." He said that it is impossible for me to like him, and I have nothing with Lu Chao."
"You didn't let him do it, hahahahaha..." Zhou Rong laughed a few times, staring at Song Jiani with a dark look: "Yeah, you didn't let him do it, but he was willing to do it for you, so he made a move to think about it." Teach the young master of the Xiao family a lesson. He turned his face against Song Xuanhe because of you, causing other people to fall into trouble when they saw him without the protection of the Song family. In the end, he was even entered into the room by Lu Yue, and he lost his life without thinking. .”
"All of this..." Zhou Rong stepped forward, looked down at Song Jiani and said, "It's all because of you, Song Jiani, you killed Lu Chao."
Seeing Zhou Rong's eyes, Song Jiani trembled all over. She opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't speak because she was afraid.
Song Xuanhe covered Zhou Rong's sight, and the indifference on his face was gone, replaced by an almost indifferent calm: "Lu Chao died in a racing car, and has nothing to do with Song Jiani."
"Why doesn't it matter?" Zhou Rong raised his head to meet Song Xuanhe's gaze, and suddenly seemed to think of something, then sneered and said: "I forgot, in fact, the culprit is indeed not Song Jiani, but you. "
After the words fell, Zhou Rong stared closely at Song Xuanhe's expression, trying to find the expression change he expected to see from his face, but Song Xuanhe didn't seem to be moved by his words at all, and he was not even surprised by his sudden change of expression. , but raised his eyebrows with interest: "So you plan to avenge Lu Chao?"
Thinking of meeting Lu Chao for the last time and having agreed to come back for a drink together, Zhou Rong clenched his fists, and just about to speak, he heard Song Xuanhe's next sentence: "What is your identity?"
Zhou Rong was taken aback for a moment, his gloomy expression faded slightly, and a trace of bewilderment flashed across his eyes.
However, before he could understand anything, Song Xuanhe said again: "The identity of the crush who has had a crush on Lu Chao for many years?"
Zhou Rong's expression was shocked, he looked at Song Xuanhe in astonishment, and asked, "How do you know?"
Song Xuan and Wan Yan had a hint of sarcasm in their tone: "You said that Song Jiani changed Lu Chao, and how many things Lu Chao did for her that shouldn't be done, didn't you?"
"Song Jiani is using Lu Chao, I treat him..."
"Do you think he doesn't know that you like him?" Song Xuanhe opened his eyes slightly, his clear eyes were as clean as the purest baby, but Zhou Rong said something that made Zhou Rong's eyes tear open: "He knows, not only knows , I still feel disgusting, so disgusting that I want to break up with you."
"You're lying!" Zhou Rong yelled, clenched his fists and rushed forward to hit Song Xuanhe: "Shut up!"
Song Xuanhe pushed Song Jiani onto the sofa, turned sideways to avoid Zhou Rong's fist, but was swept to the corner of his mouth because he was delayed for a moment, he wiped the corner of his mouth casually, and counterattacked with an uppercut mercilessly.
The two of them huddled together in an instant, and Song Jiani's face turned pale with shock. Seeing the moment when Zhou Rong stretched out his leg and was about to trip Song Xuanhe, she yelled in shock: "Xuan and brother be careful!"
Song Xuanhe could have avoided Zhou Rong's outstretched leg, but Song Jiani's scream made him stop, and Zhou Rong threw him to the ground.
When Zhou Rong hit with another fist, Song Xuanhe said in his mind while dodging: [I knew it would be a hundred times more troublesome to keep Song Jiani.]
System: [My data tells me that if you didn't push Song Jiani when you were on the sofa just now, there is a 95% chance that you can subdue Zhou Rong, and the chance that Zhou Rong can reach Song Jiani is less than 100% Eight fifty-six, you don't have to push her away.]
Song Xuan and Qu Zu kicked away Zhou Rong who was rushing towards him, and replied: [What do you want to say?]
[I want to say that since you called Song Jiabao to change your file last time, I have changed your file again, and your danger level has been changed from S to C.]
[What does this prove?]
[prove…]
The system is a bit confused, its data can't tell it what this proves, it just seems to prove something, but it needs more data and time to analyze.
However, just as it was about to collect more data, it suddenly noticed different heat fluctuations: [Hurry up! I sensed that someone was coming from outside!]
The author has something to say: Song Xuanhe: What does this prove
Xiao Yuanmu: Prove that you are cute.