A guide to getting rich

Chapter 951 What Are You Going To Do?

Song Lang frowned and remained silent.

After a while, another guard came to report: "Master, those people are coming."

Song Lang glanced at Old Yuan, and said in a low voice, "Go to the secret room first, let's discuss this matter later."

A group of people hid in the secret room, and Qianhua and Qianfang had already been sent in first.

Seeing the familiar figure approaching his eyes step by step, Prince Qianhua struggled to sit up, looked at Song Lang eagerly, his voice trembled slightly, and he seemed weak again.

"Song Lang—"

Song Lang's indifferent eyes fell on him, paused for a moment, then moved away, expressionless.

Immediately, a guard moved the chair behind Song Lang.

Song Lang sat down, took out a volume of books, and slowly flipped through them.

Qian Hua looked at Song Lang resentfully, why was he so indifferent that he didn't even want to look at him?

"Song Lang, our friendship for so many years is broken like this?"

Song Lang smiled coolly, his eyes were always on the book: "Friendship? In the eyes of you people, is there still friendship?"

Qianhua is tongue-tied, if it comes to friendship, Song Lang's father was also a companion of his father, and grew up with his father since he was a child, and he and his father once had a brotherly friendship.

But the result?

When the emperor father ordered the destruction of the Song family, he did not soften his heart at all.

Qian Hua stared at Song Lang: "But me, my father and I are always different."

"Different? Of course it is different. You are only the prince, not the emperor." Song Lang sneered, but his heart ached.

After being silent for a while, Qianhua finally spoke again: "Song Lang, what are you going to do?"

Song Lang ignored him, his eyes were always on the book.

Qianhua asked again: "Qianfang, you really don't care? Do you want to watch her die?"

Song Lang remained silent.

Qianhua's emotions suddenly became agitated, and her voice was raised a bit: "You have refused to leave the capital until now, probably because of her."

Song Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, he slowly raised his eyes, looked at Qian Hua coldly, and waited for his next words.

Qianhua snorted coldly: "For Bai Zhi, right? If it wasn't for her, you would have left the capital long ago."

Song Lang just looked at him coldly and didn't answer.

Qianhua went on to say: "For a woman, you don't even care about your life? You know that if you stay here, your life will be in danger at any time, but you still don't want to leave. Why? She is so nice?"

Song Lang finally put down his book, stood up from his chair, and walked to Qianhua's couch step by step, staring at his pale and weak face.Word by word: "Yes, I am for her."

Qian Hua asked anxiously, "Is she that good?"

Song Lang nodded simply: "Yes, she is that good."

"So good that you don't even care about your life?"

Song Lang sneered: "What exactly do you want to say?"

Qianhua didn't know what she wanted to say, her heart was very confused and painful.

He suddenly looked at the couch with gauze curtains hanging not far away, pointed at the other end and said, "Qianfang didn't even want her life for you, so how did you treat her?" Also don't even want his life for him?
Why did the two brothers fall into his hands.

Song Lang sneered: "So what? My father fought on the battlefield for your father for more than ten years. Your father is now able to sit firmly in the country, who is it thanks to? But what happened to my father in the end?"

"It's not that what you pay, you can get the same return, Prince Qianhua, you should grow up."

After saying that, Song Lang turned around, returned to the chair and sat down, picked up the book again.

(End of this chapter)