Mo Zhengyan lowered his head to stare at her, he saw her all the way, his eyes softened and said, "Because I am your brother-in-law."
"Go! Uncle! I don't want it!" Song Qiyue raised her eyebrows, "What a bad excuse, it's not enough for me! You know it, I like you!"
Mo Zhengyan smiled, and he continued to wipe her hair, "Then why didn't you let me hold it just now?"
He didn't ignore it. She was in the private room in Lan Kwai Fong just now. When he wanted to take her away, her refusal was so obvious.
"Oh! So many people just now, why am I embarrassed, and there are still my subordinates, I am also a manager anyway! I have to establish a tall and beautiful image, right?"
"Your excuse is not enough for me."
Song Qiyue curled her lips, "I was scared just now, I was so flustered, I haven't been relieved yet."
"So, I don't need anyone to help you when I'm in a panic, so I can stand up?"
He seemed to ask casually, but pressed harder, making people feel suffocating, even more suffocating than just being drunk...
It turns out that he saw her through!
Song Qiyue shook her head, her half-wet hair blocked her eyes and blocked his prying eyes!
"Hate!" Song Qiyue lightly beat his chest, "It's not what you said, keep your distance in front of outsiders, don't pester you!"
She raised her eyes again and smiled coquettishly, "Now this rule doesn't hold true? Man, it's fickle! Just like a needle on the seabed!"
"This sentence usually refers to your women." Seeing that her hair was half-dry and no longer dripping, he put a towel on her head and stopped rubbing it.
"In the middle of the night, what are we going to do now?" Song Qiyue didn't tear off the towel, leaving it on top of his head, feeling warm.
He stared at her, and suddenly picked her up and put her on the bed.
On the soft mattress, Song Qiyue's body was embedded in it, her hand hooked his sleeve.
The attitude of wanting to let go is even more sultry.
She thought something was going to happen, but he just pulled it over and was covered for her.
Song Qiyue was surprised, "Uncle, is it possible that today is planning to let me spend the long night alone?"
Mo Zhengyan said, "Today you are tired, take a good rest."
He was considerate, and Song Qiyue didn't consciously relax, "I thought, you want to sleep with me, too."
"The coming day will be long, we have a chance." Mo Zhengyan stroked her hair lightly, as if teasing a puppy.
He got up and left, Song Qiyue lay on his side, still hooking him, "Isn't it really not together? Uncle, are you not empty and lonely and cold? If I can't bear it, I still want you to run to you, what should I do? what?"
"Don't worry, I have locked the door." He dropped this sentence and took the door to leave.
Song Qiyue was startled, but was amused by that sentence, "Hahahaha—"
...
The next day, a private villa in the east of Haicheng.
In the side hall, a group of people gathered here.
A huge clock hung on the wall of the fireplace behind him, showing the time, which was half past nine o'clock in the morning.
"Lian Heng, the matter you just said is indeed the first thing to be solved right now..." It was a middle-aged man who spoke with thick eyebrows, but he was domineering.
At this moment, the group of people sitting in the hall is six people. Except for Song Lianheng on one side who is a junior, the other five are all elderly. They are over fifty years old. They are calm and calm, and their demeanor can be seen. , Are all resounding big shots.
And their true identity background is also intimidating.
——He is a very prestigious business veteran in Haicheng!
Song Lianheng invited them to come today just to discuss some things.
"Elder Wan, what do you think should be dealt with?" Song Lianheng answered slowly, treating this group of elders with a respectful attitude.
"You mentioned this matter, let's listen to your opinion first!"
Song Lianheng was already prepared, he smiled and replied, "In my opinion, since the funds have been secured, and the recent momentum is good, it's better than..."
But at this moment, just at the urgency of discussion, a subordinate hurriedly rushed from outside the hall.
The man came to Song Lianheng, "Mr Song."
Song Lianheng was a little unhappy, his face remained silent, he stopped briefly, and the subordinate lowered his head in his ear and said, "Ms. Song, someone is visiting outside."
"who is it?"
"It's Mo's elder and younger!"