urban evil king

Song Ziye invited himself over?

Wang Zheng was slightly dazed.

Does she still want to see herself?

As if seeing through what Wang Zheng was thinking, one of the twins said, "Actually, our boss has been waiting for you for an hour."

"Okay, thank you very much." Wang Zheng said seriously.

Following the two beauties to Song Ziye's office, Wang Zheng was still in conflict.The last time they were in the car for a whole night, the two of them almost tacitly stopped contacting each other. After all, if it wasn't for Song Ziye's help that night, Wang Zheng would never have been able to leave the Song family quietly by relying on his own strength alone. Surrounding circle of guards.To a certain extent, Wang Zheng harmed the Song family, but Song Ziye saved him. The complex relationship between them made the always shrewd Wang Daguan extremely entangled. Indeed, he owed this woman too much.

"Mr. Wang Zheng, our boss is inside." The twins and Wang Zheng looked at each other, nodded slightly, then bowed and left.

Wang Zheng put his hand on the doorknob, hesitated for a moment, then pushed the door open and walked in.

Song Ziye, who was wearing pajamas, was standing in front of the window, looking at the night scene outside. His back was still so charming and his figure was still so bumpy, but Wang Zheng could see a hint of desolation and loneliness from it.

"Why are you still wearing pajamas in the office?" Wang Zheng asked casually.

"Because I'm not going back tonight." Song Ziye turned around, her exquisite figure was more obvious, and Wang Zheng could easily see that she was not wearing underwear.

There are many women who don't need to rely on the support of underwear, and their figures can be equally impressive. There is no doubt that Song Ziye is one of them. The capital city of Yizhihua back then was not in vain.

At this moment, Song Ziye had long hair loose and was wearing thin pajamas. He did not have the sophistication of a strong woman in the shopping mall, but instead had the gentleness of a girl next door. Wang Zheng was almost dumbfounded by this kind of different temperament. up.

Like Zhang Mingqi, Song Ziye's office is also a suite, just like a luxurious one-bedroom apartment, complete with basic living functions.

"Why don't you go back?" Wang Zheng pointed to the office: "It's not good to sleep here."

"It will take a lot of time on the way." Song Ziye poured a glass of water for Wang Zheng, showing his soft figure in action: "And it's not interesting to go back, such a big garden is a bit scary at night. , it would be bad if someone broke in again."

Wang Zheng smiled wryly, he knew that Song Ziye was talking about himself, he was the one who sneaked into the Song Family Manor in the dark, knocked Song Mingwei to the ground, and then had a big fight with Xiao Chenyu, making the Song Family go crazy ,a mess.

"Don't you hate me?" Wang Zheng took the teacup, and the two of them casually touched each other's hands, and they broke up instantly.

"Why do I hate you?" Song Ziye sat down gently, but looked at the night scene outside the window: "I have thought about it carefully, if you were me, I am afraid that what I did would be more serious than you, so, I do not blame you."

Wang Zheng asked himself that he couldn't do what Song Ziye did. It was really not easy for a woman to be able to do this.

"How is your father?" Wang Zheng asked after hesitating.

At the beginning, Wang Zheng gave Song Mingwei medicine and sent the dignified heir of the Song family, that is, Song Ziye's father, to the hospital. It has been more than half a year now, and Wang Zheng doesn't know how Song Mingwei is doing now.

"I woke up a long time ago, but my grandfather asked him to stay in the hospital to recuperate well, and my second uncle has done a good job in managing family affairs, no worse than my father, so my grandfather also wants to give my second uncle a chance." After a pause, Song Ziye continued: "After all, he was the youngest son that my grandfather loved the most."

"It's all my fault." Wang Zheng said apologetically.

"Don't say that." Song Ziye stroked his loose long hair, and said softly: "Actually, I don't want my father to continue to interfere with these things. In China, politics is the most terrible thing. If you are not careful, you may I want him to be freed as soon as possible. It may not be a good thing to have the second uncle preside over the family affairs. In fact, people with discerning eyes have already seen it. Realizing that a person who can create the Song Media Group and make it a leader in the industry, how can it be a fool?"

"Indeed, this is Song Mingsheng's cover." Wang Zheng couldn't help but recall the scene of this person kneeling in front of him at the beginning. He can bend and stretch, and endure the humiliation of his crotch. Such a person is indeed more powerful. Of course, he also needs to be careful. .

But fortunately, under Song Mingsheng's auspices, the Song family has begun to dissociate themselves from the Su family in a very subtle way. Although cooperation in many fields is essential, Song Mingsheng is also contributing to the transformation of the entire Song family industry. Infuse your own ideas for development.If you want to completely rely on the Su family, and one day the Su family will collapse, then how should the children of the Song family deal with themselves?

The most important thing is that Song Mingsheng is very smart. He knows how scary Wang Zheng is. Before he knelt down, he has completely recognized the true face of this young man. affordable.

"Actually, I had someone call you here, just to see you, nothing else." Song Ziye said softly, "I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Yes, I went to an island country and stayed there for more than half a year." Wang Zheng's eyes were a little dry.

"We have become so strangers in half a year." Song Ziye took a sip of water from the cup, then hugged his knees with his hands, curled up on the sofa with his feet, showing his smooth calves, and his eyes were wistful.

Wang Zheng smiled wryly, but didn't answer.

"Wang Zheng, if possible, I would rather go back to the mountains in the northwest, where no one would affect our lives." Song Ziye's voice was far away, with a touch of melancholy in his tone, and then he smiled wryly, and said : "Who would have thought that the two people who were facing each other at the beginning would become so strange now?"

"No, it's not unfamiliar, but cautious." Wang Zheng gently embraced Song Ziye, looked at the starry sky outside, and said, "We are all afraid of hurting each other."

"Yeah, we should be thankful, at least we didn't shout and kill." Song Ziye said: "If this is really something to be thankful for."

"Spiritual victory, sometimes it's not a bad thing to numb yourself." Wang Zheng said with a smile: "There is a drug called dremer in foreign countries, which is a kind of mental hallucinogen. After taking it, people can immerse themselves in beautiful fantasies. In it, you will forget the pain of life.”

"Have you used it?"

"I used it."

Looking at Wang Zheng, Song Ziye's eyes flashed distressed. He looked into his eyes and said seriously: "Although I know it's not the time to say these things, I still want to say them."

Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?"

Song Ziye sighed softly, his eyes soft: "From the few days I experienced with you in the mountains in the northwest, I have already understood that it is impossible for another man to enter my heart."