Mr. Jun, you are in love

Chapter 86 My dear is very powerful

Chapter 86 My dear is very powerful (3)

When Song Qingyou heard this, the expression on her face couldn't help but change from a weak expression that immediately became stern.

"Song Shunian, hehe, look at your current appearance. If you say you are the eldest lady of the Song family, how many people will believe you?" Song Qingyou reprimanded: "Remember your identity clearly, you are Song Shunian, In this Jincheng, you are nothing without the Song family, you have to remember, now, our Song family is spending money to support you."

Song Shunian didn't have the time to pay attention to Song Qingyou's ridicule.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Song Qingyou, you seem to have made a mistake. I am not the eldest lady of the Song family. I am the third young mistress of the Jun family. According to the strength of the Jun family, when you see me, you should call me the young mistress." Song Shunian said word by word, and glanced at Song Qingyou with disdain.

Song Qingyou's expression froze when she heard this.

The power of the Jun family is greater than the sky, this is something that everyone in Jincheng knows, but that is an overview of the Jun family, not the rumored third master of the Jun family who is completely useless.

So at this time, when Song Shunian mentioned the third young master of the Jun family, Song Qingyou couldn't forget to be sarcastic.

"Your husband, don't show it off. You don't want to be ashamed. I'm ashamed for you. The fact that Mr. Jun is inhumane is known all over the city. Besides, he can't even stand up. He's a waste. You and What should I be so nervous about?"

"Qin Lu, do you think it's funny!"

Qin Lu was named by Song Qingyou, and immediately seconded her: "That is, the third master of the Jun family is not favored at all. Apart from his first name and surname Jun, I am afraid that even a servant in the Jun family will not look at him directly." !"

Listening to these words, Song Qingyou clenched her fists subconsciously.

Her hands were so itchy, she really wanted to beat up the two gossiping women in front of her, until they were scratching their teeth, and they doubted their lives.

Jun Yihan is trash?

Jun Yihan is inhumane!
Hehehe!Can you be more mysterious?

"I'm talking about the two young ladies, what does Third Master Jun look like? Have you seen him?"

As soon as these words came out, both Song Qingyou and Qin Lu froze for a moment, but did not speak.

Song Shunian glanced at them, and said in a deep voice, "Since you haven't seen him before, how do you know what he is like?"

Song Qingyou and Qin Lu became dumb when they were asked.

"Let me tell you the truth! My dear is very powerful. She is so low-key. She always disdains gossip."

Upon hearing Song Shunian's words, Song Qingyou immediately laughed.

"Song Shunian, enough is enough for you. Your lying skills really opened my eyes. The third young master of the Jun family is a waste. That's not what I said. Everyone in Jincheng knows about it. Why don't you let people talk about it!" Song Qingyou curled her lips, and there was only disdain in her eyes: "The third master of the Jun family is still working hard, I think... I'm afraid I can't even use my strength! Hahaha..."

Listening to Song Qingyou's mocking words, Song Shunian tightened her palms, and just as she was about to punch Song Qingyou's proud face, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"lady!"

A simple sentence, but it clearly declares everything.

When Song Shunian heard this, he turned his head subconsciously, and in front of him stood Ye Ying in a neat suit.

Standing next to a black Rolls Royce, he was an elegant gentleman, even with a smile on his lips.

When seeing Ye Ying, Song Shunian froze for a moment, Ye Ying is here, and this luxurious car is also there, so...does it mean?

She subconsciously glanced at the car behind Yeying. Was Jun Yihan sitting in the car?

(End of this chapter)

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