Song Ye's white moonlight stand-in, I'm not right

Chapter 30 Dangerous
Song Yan wondered: "Aren't you two twins? Aren't you born the same?"

Qi Yue snorted softly: "Well, it's really not true. We were both born at night, and I was almost half an hour later than Qi Huan, and it was already early morning when I arrived."

Over the years, for the convenience of the family, the two of them had their birthdays on the same day, which was Qi Huan's birthday.

Qi Yue was young, she made a fuss when she was not sensible, but after being scolded severely, she learned to be good, celebrated her birthday with Qi Huan, left a piece of cake for herself, and celebrated her own birthday the next day.

How could she care so much about a birthday if there wasn't so much discrimination.

I can't hope for anything else, no one cares about such a small detail, only she can remember it by herself.

After hearing this, Song Yan lowered his eyes, lowered his head and said, "Sorry, I always thought you two were born with the same birth."

Qi Yue smiled and said, "Twins are mostly born with the same birth. Everyone thinks so. It's not your fault that you have such habitual thinking."

Song Yan raised his eyes eagerly, looked into her eyes, and said seriously: "So the card was indeed given to you by me. I didn't pay attention to this detail. I'm sorry."

Although the expression was a bit stinky when I gave it, the process was not very pleasant, and the reason given was even a bit insulting, but it was indeed for Qi Yue alone.

Song Yan thought, after all, he used her as a substitute, she was still Qi Huan's younger sister, although he had resented and hated her, but he gave the money as he said.

Besides, he has played with Song Song, so how can he pick and choose?

Song Yan is a person who is emotionally sensitive, but materially generous.

In his words, I came to the entertainment industry just to have fun, to be angry with my old man, and I'm not short of money.

Song Yan is not short of money, as we all know.

Qi Yue wrung her fingers and sighed: "Tomorrow, I'll get it back for you. But I'm sure I won't come back for those hundreds of millions.

Song Yan, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was your secondary card before, and I didn't expect my parents to really use it. "

When Qi Yue gave it, she simply wanted to test Qi Tian and Nie Wenjun, and she was disappointed in the end.

Song Yan waved his hand: "It's okay, I haven't saved money on that card for a long time, but the dividends and salary from the cooperation with Star Entertainment will be included."

Qi Yue let out a "hmm", and then brought the topic back to the original question: "Is there anything else?"

Song Yan froze, like a lump in his throat.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qi Yue thought for a while, and said, "It's quite late, go back and rest early."

Song Yan was about to catch a plane. He glanced at the clock hanging in Song Yan's room, and said abruptly, "I'm going out to film a variety show next week, and I may have to travel for another month or two."

Qi Yue understood, pretending to be relaxed and said with a smile: "I will visit Qi Huan and Cheng Zhi from time to time."

Song Yan: "..."

"sorry to bother you."

Qi Yue smiled: "Young Master Song, don't say polite words, I've heard your words a lot."

Song Yan was silent without saying a word, but the expression on his face was not very pretty.

"I'm leaving first, I have to catch a plane later." Song Yan said.

Qi Yue nodded, still in the mood to joke: "Don't try so hard, you're not short of money."

Song Yan glanced at her and said nothing.

After sending Song Yan away, Qi Yue returned home and turned on the TV to watch the drama.

She has recently been chasing Song's drama in full swing.

The lord of the concealment family not only wants rights, but also looks inexplicably cute and dismissive. Whoever looks at it can't say that this lord is too superior.

After seeing the fighting power of Song Yan's fans, Qi Yue didn't dare to post pictures casually.She only draws a picture occasionally and only saves it in the computer for stand-alone appreciation.

Qi Yue pays attention to her own pleasure in painting, and she doesn't care about other people's opinions and visions.

So she has a lot of free time again, which is spent chasing dramas, watching variety shows, or playing a few games online with people, which is very happy.

The only unpleasant thing was being bombarded by frequent phone calls from Qi Tian and Nie Wenjun, asking her to meet the young master of the He family.

After much deliberation, Qi Yuesi decided to take back Song Yan's secondary card from Qi Tian.

She knows her parents well. After brushing once, there will be a second time. After knowing that she can't finish brushing, she can brush vigorously. She can brush as much as she wants, and she won't stop until she can't finish.

She was also curious, after Qi Tian opened the company, the family life is quite prosperous, why do this old couple love money so much?
Perhaps this time it was really a big crisis.

Qi Yue called Nie Wenjun and asked her for a card.

Nie Wenjun hesitated, obviously not wanting to give it.

Qi Yue's patience was exhausted, her voice was filled with impatience, and she said in a cold voice: "I didn't know that it was Song Yan's secondary card, you can use it, do you really want to use up all his assets?

After all of your misfortunes, even Song Yan, the only son of the Song family with assets worth hundreds of billions, is not enough for you.

Besides, Song Yan knows that he is stuck in your hands, even for your daughter and grandson, can you save some face, don't do everything, and pull the last fig leaf, okay? "

When Nie Wenjun heard this, he immediately became unwilling: "What does this have to do with you?
You said it yourself, the card is for Huanhuan, we swiped it, Huanhuan didn't say anything, why are you so anxious? "

Qi Yue was also angry: "Enough! People are not enough to swallow elephants, and greed is not enough to eat the moon. Mom, you return the card to me, and I will return him to Song Yan. After that, even if he gives it to you again, it's none of my business. Okay? I beg you and Daddy."

Nie Wenjun muttered for a while, then changed his words: "You want a card, okay, I'm in the presidential suite on the top floor of Shangri-La, come and find me."

Qi Yue was taken aback. If she couldn't live at home, why would she go to live in a presidential suite worth hundreds of thousands a night? Was she running out of money?
In order to stabilize Nie Wenjun, she still lashed out without opening her mouth.

"What are you doing there?"

Nie Wenjun looked at his sofa, and while enjoying the service of the nanny, he lied without blushing and heartbeat: "I'm on vacation, I'm in a bad mood, come out to play."

Qi Yue bit her lip: "Tell me the room number."

"3001."

Qi Yue hung up the phone, looked up at the ceiling speechlessly.

In early August, at the end of summer, the temperature difference between day and night gradually widened, and it was still a bit cold to wear a T-shirt at night.Qi Yue casually pulled on a thin coat and put it on before going out the door.

After taking a taxi to Shangri-La, Qi Yue was stopped when she entered the lobby.

She glanced at the pretty and sweet receptionist, and said with a smile, "I'm here to find a guest from 3001."

The little girl smiled warmly at her, and handed her a room card: "Okay, just take the elevator on the right and go straight up."

Qi Yue nodded, walked over to see the difference between the left and right elevators, and found that the difference between the two is that the left side can only go up to the 23rd floor, while the right side starts from 24 to 30.

Above 24 is the presidential suite, below is the standard room.

Qi Yue was dumbfounded by this setting, why is it necessary to continue to use the more noble saying of the ancient right?

People who can live here are not ordinary people, and there is another class among non-ordinary people?
Qi Yue swiped the room card given by the front desk to open the elevator and went directly to the top floor.

There are two presidential suites, 30 and 01, on the 02th floor.

Qi Yue glanced at 02, the door was closed tightly, probably no one was there.

On the other hand, in 01, the door was ajar, but no light came out from the room.

She raised her hand and twisted the doorknob to open it, calling out "Mom."

No one should.

Qi Yue took a step forward, when someone came towards her, Qi Yue yelled again.

Someone grabbed her arm and dragged her in.

"Bang!" There was a sound of the door panel being slammed shut.

Qi Yue was taken aback for a moment, sniffing the fragrance flowing in the air, her nerves instantly tensed up.

She smelled a sullen cologne fragrance in the air, which is a must-have fragrance for idol drama actors, not like the floral fragrance Nie Wenjun often used.

"Who are you?" Qi Yue kicked back and asked.

The man paused, as if he didn't expect Qi Yue to react so quickly, and smiled lightly.

"Who is it, of course the one who will marry you in the future."

Qi Yue was short of breath, panting and ran towards the door.

Of course the person who came would not let her run away, he grabbed her and took her directly into the bedroom, throwing her on the bed.

There was a bedside lamp on in the bedroom. When Qi Yue was thrown, her vision was blurred, and her spirit seemed to be shaken. She quickly turned over and looked at the man through the lamp.

It looks a little familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it before.

"who are you?"

(End of this chapter)