On the engagement night, I became the favorite of my mortal enemy

Seeing that Song Tang was unwilling, the dean had no choice but to give up.

He added: "Then don't forget to come to work, your talent will not be taken away by God."

Song Tang said: [I will look at the situation. 】

Dean Chen: "..."

Look at this attitude, I really don’t know who the dean is.

Song Tang really didn't know when she would be able to go back to work. Now that everything was undecided, it would be irresponsible for her to go to work distractedly.

After hanging up the phone, Song Tang looked back at Zhou Siyi behind him.

[You don’t care at all now? 】Song Tang raised his lips: 【I will be scolded to death if I am photographed in public. 】

Zhou Si'ai raised his eyebrows: "Why are you scolding you?"

Song Tang stopped talking.

Quan Shangjing knew that Liu Mian was Zhou Sitai's savior, and Zhou Sitai would not marry Liu Mian.

If the two of them were photographed, she would be called flirtatious, shameless and without a bottom line. All the words that slander women from ancient times to the present could be used on her.

But Zhou Siyi, as a successful man, can remain invisible beautifully.

Seeing that Song Tang was unhappy, Zhou Sitai reached out to hold her hand: "Don't worry, no one dares to reveal information about me. If you have time, I will take you to do something interesting."

Something interesting?
  Song Tang had a gut feeling that this would not be a good thing.

Zhou Sihui had already pulled her out.

After dark, Zhou Silu drove the car into a cemetery.

Song Tang keenly recognized that this was the ancestral tomb of the Zhou family.

All the relatives of the Zhou family are buried here, with the high-status person in charge and the others standing aside.

The status order seems to be in order.

When the tombkeeper saw that it was the Zhou family's car, he thought it was coming to pay homage and immediately let him pass.

Zhou Silai drove Song Tang around several turns in the cemetery. The further he drove, the more Song Tang frowned.

The interesting thing Zhou Siyi said was that he wanted to choose a cemetery for her, right?

While Zhou Si'ai was driving, he would glance at Song Tang from time to time, and he found it funny when he saw her expression getting weirder and weirder.

Her mind must be running wild.

Driving to the forward position, Zhou Silu stopped the car.

Opening the car door, Zhou Siluo put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked leisurely and lazily to a newly built cemetery.

Song Tang closed the car door, walked out from behind him, and glanced at the tomb that still showed obvious signs of construction.

The tomb is empty and has not been used.

This is... the tomb prepared for Mr. Zhou?
  Zhou Siyi glanced at her with a half-smile, as if responding to her question.

Then Zhou Sizhen returned to the car, opened the trunk, took off his coat first, and threw it towards Song Tang.

Song Tang subconsciously caught it.

Then I saw Zhou Si'ai leaning forward and taking out...a shovel from the trunk.

Song Tang's eyes widened as he watched Zhou Sizhen walk up to him.

Zhou Si'ai wore leather shoes and used a shovel to make a notch in the loose soil beside Mr. Zhou's tomb.

Then put a detonator inside.

Seeing that he wanted to order some twisters, Song Tang first found an obstacle to hide.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Sihui came over and squeezed her inside. Before Song Tang could react, there was a loud bang...

When the dust splashed down, Song Tang took a look outside.

Mr. Zhou's tomb exploded.

It also affected several seniors nearby.

Song Tang really wanted to say something: Zhou Siyi, there is smoke coming out of your ancestral grave...

Zhou Silai glanced at Song Tang, reached out and pushed her head back: "Guard me, don't let anyone come in."

Song Tang: "..."

Song Tang turned his head and glanced at Zhou Sizhen who was picking up a shovel to shovel the soil. He frowned angrily and went to look for the wind nearby.

The fun thing is to blow up your own ancestral graves...

Song Tang was extremely speechless. Zhou Sihui made such a big fuss, it would be strange if the tombkeeper didn't come.

Sure enough, the tombkeeper came after him in a panic, and his hat ran away.

Song Tang turned around and saw Zhou Sizhen still shoveling the soil slowly, so he simply walked down the steps.

The tombkeeper didn't know Song Tang, nor did he know that she was from Zhou Si'er.

He immediately opened his eyes wide and pointed his baton at Song Tang with a wary face: "Who are you! How did you get in! Did you cause the explosion just now? I tell you, this is the Zhou family's cemetery, you will be sued. …”

The tombkeeper was a silly little fat man. Before he finished his harsh words, his expression gradually became confused: "You... you are mute? You still can't hear? You are deaf and mute!"

Song Tang put down the hand pointing at his ears and mouth, and looked at the little fat man quietly with a calm and distant smile.

The little fat man was stunned for a while, and then suddenly remembered that he had something else to do.

Holding the baton tightly, the little fat man gritted his teeth and sharpened his knife: "Little girl, find a place to hide yourself. I'm going to fight the gangster. You stand far away and don't splash blood on you! Ahhh! Huh?"

The little fat man rushed forward with all his strength, but was suddenly startled.

The sharp pain in the back of his neck made him dizzy and his vision went dark.

At the last second when he was unconscious, he turned to look at Song Tang behind him: "You..."

Beautiful women can’t believe it!

The little fat man fell to the ground.

Song Tang reached under the little fat man's armpits, dragged him under a golden nanmu tree and let him sleep against it.

After thinking about it, I picked up the baton and put it in his hand, and put the hat on his head to block the bird shit.

After finishing, he returned to the blasted tomb.

What was bombed was Mr. Zhou's useless tomb, but what Zhou Sihui was digging was a small mound next to the old man.

The mound was sealed with stone slabs and was unremarkable, without even a monument.

However, Zhou Siyi opened the gap that was opened by the explosion and took out a small box from inside.

To be precise, an urn.

Song Tang raised his eyes in surprise.

Zhou Sihui said: "Yes, it is her urn."

Mr. Zhou’s sweetheart.

Zhou Siyi is too damaged!
  "Walk."

Zhou Silai wanted to pull Song Tang's wrist, but Song Tang opened it in disgust.

Don't touch the dirt on your hands.

Feeling disgusted, Zhou Si sneered, then put the urn under his arm and stretched out his hand to pull out the square scarf from the coat pocket that Song Tang was holding.

After wiping my hands clean, I extended my hand to invite: "Can I hold your hand now?"

Song Tang rolled her eyes at him and then stepped in front of him.

The word "idiot" was written on her face.

Zhou Siyi lowered his head and glanced at the dust all over his body, then raised his eyebrows and changed the hand of the urn, and got into the passenger seat.

Song Tang drove Zhou Siwei directly to the city hospital.

She knew what Zhou Sitai wanted to do with the urn.

He blew up the cemetery, and the news would reach the old man's ears within an hour, so he had to take action in advance.

When Zhou Sizhen went to the ICU ward where the old man was, Song Tang walked into the bathroom with a bag of things.

Twenty minutes later, a handsome young man walked out of the women's restroom with shaky steps.

Along the way, it attracted bees and butterflies, attracting countless eyes.

"Which celebrity is this whose manager doesn't keep an eye on her and isn't afraid of being eaten alive by her fans?"

"Which department he goes to, I want to pass the same department as him!"

"Why did you get into the elevator... Damn, even a broken elevator wants VIP, why is Chengbei Hospital so snobbish!"

Song Tang put one hand in his pocket, tilted his chin slightly, and saw that the elevator had stopped at the ICU floor.

With a ding, the elevator door opened. Song Tang stepped out of the elevator and saw that there were no bodyguards in front of the ward where the old man was.

How could Zhou Siyi not instigate those who rebelled against the old man if he was so strategizing?
  Song Tang walked over and saw that the ward door was open a crack, so he simply leaned against the wall and listened to the people inside.