The entertainment industry boss is the supreme god

Chapter 97

Jiang Fu's eyes flickered, but she didn't hide her words: "Why do you..."

She realized something was wrong and closed her mouth tightly.

Ming Qi looked at Peng Qin chatting with the woman in front of him, and suddenly said: "Isn't there a Tabei Consul from the Jiang family?" She looked at her with a smile: "Why, a consul, is he afraid that he won't be able to suppress the Song family? "

She paused, lowered her voice and moved closer: "Or are you afraid of me?"

"joke!"

Jiang Fu jumped up against the crime, with a look of shock and anger.

Her high-pitched tone and sudden movements startled the people next to her, and the women who were chatting all looked over.

Peng Qin also turned her head, saw her standing beside Ming Qi, and hurriedly asked: "Hey, what's the matter?"

Only then did Jiang Fu realize that she had lost her composure, and smiled nervously.

Ming Qi put down the teacup in his hand, and said calmly, "Mrs. Song, it's all right. I was just discussing with Ms. Jiang that black pearl or black buck is the classic variety in the red and black series."

"Ah, yes." Jiang Fu straightened the broken hair hanging by her ears, and smiled brightly and generously: "We are all very interested in the rose in your hand, Mrs. Song."

"That's it." Peng Qin looked at them suspiciously, not knowing whether to believe it or not.

"Of course it's Black Buck." The woman next to her interjected, "Speaking of it, Black Buck is the most superior variety. If it's bred well, it can completely kill all black-red and velvet varieties."

Peng Qin was immediately attracted to the two of them, and then discussed with the woman how to cultivate.

Jiang Fu breathed a sigh of relief.

She lowered her head and met Ming Qi's smiling eyes, aggrieved: "My father is a dignified Tabei consul, how could he be afraid of you as an orphan?"

Ming Qi: "Oh?"

This sound implied provocation, and Jiang Fu's chest heaved with anger.

She wanted to question Ming Qi, but she was afraid of attracting Peng Qin's attention, so she warned in a low voice: "Ming Qi, you offended Qiu Ru and got Qiu Ting's youngest son in. Do you think you will have a good life? "

"You don't really think that you, the Ming family, can defeat the Qiu family, do you?"

"So," Ming Qi looked at Peng Qin over there, and followed her words, "I chose to marry the Song family to protect myself."

Ming Qi raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Isn't this the best way out for me?"

The girl laughed at Yan Yan, only those black pupils were deep, as if they could swallow everything.

Jiang Fu's breathing was stagnant.

At this moment, a loud voice came over: "Hey, why is it so lively today?"

The sound of people has arrived.

Someone nearby replied: "Dad, Mom invited some people to our house for a gathering today."

After turning the corner, the figures of Song Hui and Song Sibei appeared in front of them.

Song Hui was also surprised to see the people standing and sitting here, and then waved to them: "It turns out that Peng Qin organized a party in private, so we won't bother you."

All the people sitting here were women of the same age as Peng Qin, or young women, and even Song Nanfei, the only male, had just dragged Ming Ya away.

Song Hui planned to take Song Sibei back to the main building.

When he turned around, he inadvertently glanced at one place from the corner of his eyes, and was suddenly taken aback.

"you……"

Song Hui looked at Ming Qi.

At this moment, Ming Qi was sitting at the stone table, and the Er Yuelan in the garden next to her was in full bloom. She was covered by clusters of flowers, and the other girls around her were not as beautiful as her.

Ming Qi raised his eyes, flapped his feathers, and met Song Hui's dazed eyes: "Uncle Song."

Song Hui was awakened by this sound, and quickly realized: "Hey...you are Xiaoqi, right?"

Ming Qi nodded lightly at him: "Yes."

Song Hui seemed a bit incoherent: "Ah... so you are... the daughter of Zhengyang. Look...the eyebrows and eyes do look alike."

He stood there and laughed awkwardly: "Zhengyang must be very happy if he knows that his daughter looks so good now."

Ming Qi watched him quietly.

Peng Qin shoved him: "Don't you have something to go to Nan Fei? Go quickly."

"Oh...that's right..." Song Hui nodded hurriedly.

When he turned around again, he couldn't help glancing at Ming Qi again.

The girl was wearing a white gauze dress, she had no time to be cool and cold, surrounded by the blooming Er Yuelan, she was incomparably bright and clean.

"Let's go... Sibei, let's go."

He withdrew his gaze and hurried away.

Song Sibei and Ming Qi's eyes met for a moment, and the two exchanged glances before he turned around and followed Song Hui.

Jiang Fu watched the whole process, and laughed strangely with unknown meaning.

"Mingqi, I promise, you will not marry the Song family."

It's really boring to talk about it over and over again.

Ming Qi seemed a little tasteless: "Really."

Jiang Fu seemed to be harboring some important secret, and approached Ming Qi with malicious intentions: "Miss Ming, you might as well guess, Song Sibei is an illegitimate child, why can he be raised under Peng Qin's name?"

Ming Qi's hand that hit the wheelchair stopped.

Jiang Fu smiled, as if she had grasped the handle, bit by bit to lure the fish into the bait: "You might as well make a bold guess, Song Sibei's unlucky mother who died early..."

She got closer and closer, almost touching Ming Qi's ear: "What does his own mother... look like?"

Ming Qi paused, "What do you want to say?"

Jiang Fu moved away from her ear, sat upright, met Ming Qi's clear eyes, and smiled triumphantly: "There are some things that are meaningless to say. If Miss Ming is really curious, why don't you find out the truth yourself?" .”

Ming Qi narrowed his eyes slightly.

But Jiang Fu suddenly stood up and looked at Peng Qin: "Madam Song, I have long heard that Miss Ming is good at playing the ancient xun. Today is sunny and the weather is suitable. It is rare for everyone to get together in the afternoon to enjoy flowers and tea. Why don't we let Will Miss Ming perform for everyone?"

She bowed her head again, and smiled innocently at Ming Qi: "Miss Ming doesn't want to spoil everyone's interest, does she?"

There were many wealthy daughters and ladies sitting in the garden, and they all came to look at what she said now.

Although they wanted to inquire about Ming Qi, they didn't get close because of their identities.Just now Jiang Fu was the first to approach and talk, and I don't know how many people stared behind their backs.

At this moment, when she opened her mouth, her attention was instantly drawn.

Some people began to cater to her words.

"Yeah, I also watched Miss Ming's live broadcast at that time, it was really good."

"Hey, I've heard of it too. It's no wonder that the music association has taken a fancy to you if you have this ability."

"Really? It's so powerful, so I'm quite curious."

"..."

With a sound, it seems earnest, but it also reveals the carelessness of a wealthy family, as if it is casually used to amuse you when you are bored.

Seeing that everyone was encouraging, Peng Qin also looked at Ming Qi: "Xiao Qi? Look..."

"Not interested in."

Ming Qi lazily interrupted her inquiry.

Everyone's chatter stopped.

Ming Qi leaned on the back of the wheelchair, touched his chin lightly with his translucent fingertips, swept around the girls and ladies present, and said calmly, "I'm not here to please everyone."

The garden was silent for a moment.

Ming Qi and Jiang Fu looked at each other.

She was sitting in a wheelchair, looking up.

Jiang Fu lowered her head, but she was able to see more clearly the twinkling black pupils that were as sharp as water.

At this moment, Ming Qi, relying on the close distance between the two, lowered his voice: "Jiang Fu, what are you anxious about?"

"I was just cheating..." Ming Qi's eyes were stained with mockery: "You just confessed the last bit of the truth you got?"

(End of this chapter)