Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Chapter 214 Substitute Marriage: Warlord Marshal VS No.1 Actress (16)

"Little girl, don't think that you can save you by just pulling any man, don't dream!" The big stupid man said the fastest, "Either pay back the money, or go back and have a good time with us..."

The man laughed outright and shamelessly, the eyes of the man next to him almost popped out, and he winked at the side, the fucking fat man couldn't see whether he was crippled or alive.Dare to speak to the commander like this because he thinks he died not fast enough?

"Brother, are your eyelids cramping?"

The man's eyes are full of anger, is this man an idiot?Pump your sister's pump!

Go up and give him a slap, "What nonsense are you talking about, do you know who the person in front of you is?!"

"Ah, then who is he?"

The man was stunned by the slap, and looked at the elder brother with an innocent face. Before he could react, he saw the elder brother nod and bow immediately, "Don't mind me, handsome, I don't know Taishan with my eyes."

"Is it Xiaoyu you bullied?"

Song Shenglin's brows turned cold. The aura he felt after years of bullets and bullets was not just talking about it. The indescribable oppressive feeling made people breathless when he said this.

The man waved his hands quickly, his face pale with fright, "No, we are serious about asking for debts and not bullying others..."

Song Shenglin narrowed his eyes, and said without anger, "You said Xiao Yu owed you money, huh?"

"Yes, no...no!" The man just replied, realizing what he was talking about, and quickly waved his hands.

"to be frank!"

Those people were so frightened that they almost knelt down, and hurriedly said, "Marshal, Shen Yu really owes us money..."

Shen Yu looked at the terrified look of these men from behind, lowered her eyes and pursed her lips. Those beautiful black jewel-like eyes showed a sad mood, she pulled Song Shenglin's clothes hem hesitantly but said, "Daddy!" Handsome, they're telling the truth."

Song Shenglin didn't speak, and his palms slid down his soft hair on his shoulders. What Shen Yu was holding was still the pair of Hetian jade gardenia hairpins he gave him.

Being pinched in the palm of the delicate person, even the jade luster was a little more moist than usual, Song Shenglin didn't need to think about it, it must look good on him.

Song Shenglin asked those people, "How much does he owe?"

Although that man was afraid of Song Shenglin, but his eyes were sharp, and he knew what Shen Yu was looking at, so as long as he told the truth, he didn't have to be afraid of anything. No matter how big the emperor was, he had to be reasonable to be convinced, right?
He hesitated and said, "It's still five thousand oceans away..."

The person who spoke is really good at counting. Anyway, they are worthy of it. They are just a girl. After wiping off a fraction, the little girl can know that they are saving face for her. When the time comes, this person will naturally not look for them when he talks to the handsome man. things.

Shen Yu really looked up at them when she heard that, met the man's flattering smile, glanced at Song Shenglin, pursed her lips, and finally said nothing.

Not to mention exempting him from 970 yuan, even 100 yuan will allow Shen Qing to get better treatment in the hospital.

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists involuntarily, he couldn't afford to pay back the money...

Song Shenglin felt Shen Yu's depression, pressed his hand, and said to those people, "Give me an address, and I will send it to you later."

Those people immediately nodded and bowed to Song Shenglin with happy faces, and rolled away in a hurry after finishing speaking.

Shen Yu looked at Song Shenglin in confusion, "You are handsome..."

"You don't need to say anything, I know your difficulties, and you don't need to pay back the money, just sing me a few more songs." Song Shenglin smiled, looking at his eyes with a little warmth.

Shen Yu's heart was filled with mixed feelings, and he didn't know what to say, especially when he heard his next sentence and looked up at him subconsciously, it seemed that he didn't expect Song Shenglin to say such a thing.

Song Shenglin really...

He was lonely and helpless since he was a child, and he raised Shen Qing alone. It was not easy for him to live a hard life until now. His life has improved since he arrived in the capital. He also wants to earn more money to take care of his younger sister, so that she can be healthy. As long as Kang Ping is safe, he doesn't care about anything.

Song Shenglin's caring attitude, Shen Yu's saying that he was not moved was a lie.

"Your brother is in Beijing United Hospital, don't worry about the money."

Shen Yu's hands hanging by his side were tightened, the end of his eyes was flushed red, and even his eyelashes trembled a little because of hesitation and excitement.

Song Ci searched for a long time before finding this place. He had never been to this place before, so he lost his way on the way to catch up and naturally missed these things. He just left the alley and looked at the familiar officers and soldiers next to him, as well as the wave of people who went out just now. Frowning tightly, he walked in.

The courtyard is a French-style western-style building, and it looks remote just because it is located here. The place is large, and the surrounding environment is quiet, which is more suitable for discussing some confidential matters.

Song Ci still doesn't know when this place came into existence. He hasn't been in the capital for the past two years, and he doesn't know how it came here. He walked in with curiosity and exploration.

I didn't meet anyone on the road, but I saw the familiar figure from the back as soon as I walked into the garden.

He called out, "Shen Yu?"

Sitting under the pavilion, Shen Yu heard someone calling his name again, looked behind him suspiciously, and saw that familiar face, as soon as he saw Song Ci, he remembered what they had agreed upon.

"Why are you here?" Song Ci sat down beside him, and there were delicate pastries on the table.

Song Ci's keen eyes noticed that there were several scratches on his clothes, the back of his hands, and several red marks on his neck, and his white skin became more obvious.

"Are you injured?" Involuntarily took his hand and looked at the small gash that was still oozing blood on the back of his hand, rubbed it lightly, his brows and eyes were stern.

(End of this chapter)