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

Chapter 26
"Mr. Zhou is always partial to Zhou Jiashu. If I had beaten Song Tang just now, Xu Wanli would definitely have taken the opportunity to complain, and then the old man would have to put the blame on you again." Liu Chengye said with a face full of joy: "I almost fell into their trap. "

Zhou Sihui turned around the tea in his hand without taking a sip.

Liu Chengye was afraid of Song Tang, so he had a peaceful meal.

After the meal, Song Tang excused himself from the meal early, and then stood at the door of Liuzhai, looking at the bare rose tree and feeling worried.

After a while, Song Tang dialed Xu Wanli's phone: "Auntie, can I take a rose tree home?"

Xu Wanli was pruning flower branches with a pair of scissors, and the servant was holding the phone for her.

Hearing this, Xu Wanli laughed angrily: "You haven't known to call me for a year and a half, and this first call is actually about a flower?"

Song Tang softened his tone: "I'm sorry, auntie, this is my mother's favorite flower during her lifetime. I want to take it back as a memory."

"You dare to bring back things belonging to dead people, don't you think it's unlucky?" Xu Wanli refused: "If you dare to bring them back, I will throw them out for you!"

Song Tang pursed his lips and hung up the phone.

Xu Wanli was stunned, so angry that she dropped her scissors and sneered: "You damn girl, you dare to get angry with me!"

After Song Tang hung up the phone with Xu Wanli, he called a lorry, carried the flowers and pots to the car, and then got into the passenger seat of the huolala.

The driver of the Zhou family said, "Miss Song, my wife asked me to take you back!"

Song Tang didn't even look at the driver: "Master, please drive."

The Lalamove driver stepped on the accelerator and quickly left the Zhou driver behind: "Girl, where are you sending your things?"

This really confused Song Tang. Except for the Zhou family, Song Tang had nowhere to stay.

Song Tang regretted a little. If he had known earlier, he should have written more programs and sold some money to buy some private property for himself, so that he would not be like a lost dog now.

"Master, do you know any reliable gardeners nearby?"

"I know, I know, but the other party's charges are a bit expensive!"

Song Tang was overjoyed: "It's okay, I'll go there!"

The driver of Lalamove took Song Tang to a private flower garden. The owner of the garden was an old man in his 60s. He looked around the rose tree Song Tang brought and nodded: "It can survive."

Song Tang said: "Old sir, I want to keep it with you first. You can help me take care of it first. I will take it away when I settle down."

Song Tang left money for the old gentleman and left.

The sky in midsummer changes at every turn. The weather was fine just a moment ago, but suddenly it becomes overcast with clouds.

The driver of Lalamove had already left. Song Tang was standing in the shed and was about to use the mini program to call a car when a black Bugatti slowly stopped in front of the flower shed.

The rain was pouring heavily, and Song Tang poked his head through the rain curtain, trying to see clearly who was in the car.

At this time, the car door was pushed open, a black umbrella stuck out of the car door, opened it, was lifted to the top of the head, and then hurried over in the heavy rain.

"Miss Song!" Han Cong tilted the umbrella to one side to control the water, and shook his wet hair.

"Mr. Han? What are you..." Song Tang subconsciously looked at the black car.

As expected, Han Cong said: "Master Si is waiting for you in the car. Miss Song, hurry up and get in the car."

Han Cong gave Song Tang a new umbrella, and Song Tang opened the umbrella and walked into the rain.

Opening the back seat door, Song Tang saw Zhou Siyi sitting on it with her legs crossed. She got into the car and closed her umbrella.

Han Cong got in the car, started the car, and lowered the fender in the car to isolate the front and rear seats from the rain screen.

The sudden narrowing of the space made Song Tang even more restless. Seeing that Zhou Simao was silent, she tilted her head and asked, "Is something wrong?"

Zhou Sihuo leaned his head on the back of the chair: "If nothing happens, I can't come to you?"

Song Tang: "..." Neither of them spoke anymore. Song Tang simply turned on his mobile phone to view the house online.

House prices in Beijing are easily over 10,000 per square meter, let alone a small villa close to the city's first hospital. Song Tang's salary in the hospital alone is far from enough.

While Song Tang was calculating how many programs she would have to write to buy a small villa, Zhou Sitai suddenly spoke.

"What happened to the hand?"

Song Tang looked at his raised middle finger, and just when he was about to think of a reason, Zhou Siyi saw through her.

"You didn't complete the task given by Xu Wanli and you were punished?"

Song Tang looked at Zhou Sitai in surprise. There was no expression on his face, and there was no emotion or anger in his voice. Song Tang couldn't be sure whether he was mocking her.

Zhou Silai sneered: "After all these years, you still bully the weak and fear the strong. How about your authority in the Liu family?"

Song Tang had no choice but who gave her the leverage in Xu Wanli's hands?
Song Tang didn't want to talk about it, so he changed the subject and said, "You should be more careful recently. I didn't succeed. It doesn't mean Xu Wanli won't send others to attack you."

Zhou Siyi: "What does she want to do?"

"Letting you sleep with Liu Yingying will ruin your relationship with the Liu family."

Zhou Sihui's eyes were cold and sharp, and his expression was terrifyingly gloomy.

However, he had seen Xu Wanli's methods early on, and compared to what she had done before, these sinister tactics were nothing more than trivial.

Zhou Silai stretched out his hand to pull Song Tang over and took him into his arms. He tilted his head and smiled playfully: "Are you telling me this to please me?"

Even though he was holding her in his arms, Song Tang still sat upright: "Yes, I need your help with something."

Zhou Sihui nodded and thought: "If you want to help...what will you give me in exchange?"

Song Tang looked at Zhou Sitai, with an expression that seemed to say, I've already snitched on him, why not?
Zhou Silai waved his finger: "Of course not. Even if you don't tell the truth, I will catch the person who plotted against me and chop off his hand."

Song Tang's expression was solemn: "I want you to help get a sponsorship for the First City Hospital. What do you think I can give in exchange?"

Zhou Sitai really thought about it: "Then you come to discuss a project with me?"

"Okay." Song Tang said without any hesitation: "I accompanied the dean to a wine party at the First Municipal Hospital, so I should be able to handle it."

"Ha," Zhou Si'ai was amused, but didn't say anything.

After arriving at the club, Song Tang realized that what Zhou Sitai said about discussing projects was completely different from what she understood about a dinner party.

In the billiard hall where Zhou Si'ai took her, there were already people playing balls in front of the billiard table.

Zhou Sizhen took off his coat and threw it to the waiter aside.

The man who played the ball turned around and saw Zhou Sitai. He immediately put down his cue and walked towards Zhou Sitai.

Song Tang followed Zhou Sitai, a little at a loss for what to do in such an environment.

"Mr. Zhou, I finally invited you here!" The man, who was about forty or fifty years old, came over to shake hands with Zhou Sitai, but his eyes glanced around Song Tang, and then he looked away: "Mr. Zhou, come on. Game?"

Zhou Sihu hummed, took a stick and tried the feel, then leaned over to tee off.

The ball rolled across the line of scrimmage and stopped three centimeters from the top of the court.

Zhou Sihui stood up and said, "Mr. Lin, it's your turn."

Lin Youqin was not busy playing ball, but looked at Song Tang: "Beauty, don't just stand around, come over and play."

He said and walked over with a pole: "It doesn't matter if you don't know how. I can teach you."

(End of this chapter)