Chapter 700 I hate talkative women the most

It's no wonder that Song Qingfeng had such a reaction just now...

Lord struggled to swallow a mouthful of saliva, noncommittal, but a little ominous in his heart, this Miss Xia could really be called "self-righteous", if someone made Song Qingfeng unhappy, the end would definitely not be that simple.

Song Qingfeng glanced over, and Lord quickly restrained his thoughts, but his brows were unconsciously stained with a few heavy and serious meanings.

"Tell me, does Miss Xia care too much about me? She's so caring, and she called me to remind me, lest I be fooled by Mengmeng." Song Qingfeng laughed softly again at this time , narrowing his eyes slightly.

Lord lowered his head again, pursed his lower lip, and remained silent. The ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger, but he was helpless.

Seeing that Lord chose to remain silent, Song Qingfeng leaned back on the seat behind him, picked up a pen and began to turn it, halfway through the turn, he moved his five fingers, and he threw the pen on the table.

The sound of "pa", extremely crisp, shattered the silence in the room.

"Lord." Song Qingfeng's tone did not change, but invisibly aggravated his tone. There was still an unclear smile on his brows, and then he stared fixedly into Lord's eyes in a blink of an eye, as if he insisted on giving him an answer. The answer is no, "You can speak for me, what do you think of what Xia Tian said? Let me judge."

After all, he is someone who has been with Song Qingfeng for many years, and Lord understands that this time he can no longer choose to remain silent.

But Song Qingfeng's eyes made him inexplicably scared, and even a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

After desperately suppressing his emotions, Lord had no choice but to pretend to be calm and meet Song Qingfeng's gaze, thought for a few seconds, and then replied word by word: "Master, this is a matter of your feelings. , as long as you like it."

The most pertinent answer is also the smartest answer.

After a simple answer, Lord stopped talking, quietly waiting for Song Qingfeng's reaction, but the tension in his heart began to spread uncontrollably.

Song Qingfeng raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, with an unpredictable look on his face. After a while, he turned to smile, with a slight smile on his brows: "Lord, why are you still so boring? It's really not fun."

Faced with such a reaction from Song Qingfeng, Lord had already gotten used to it. More importantly, he understood that now he could breathe a sigh of relief and request to leave the room.

"If you don't have any other orders, I'll leave first." Lord said in a respectful manner, without much ups and downs.

"En." Song Qingfeng nodded, and replied vaguely, as if he was thinking about something, and complex emotions gradually emerged in his eyes.

Lord turned around and raised his foot to leave, but was suddenly called by Song Qingfeng again.

"Wait a minute." Song Qingfeng pulled a meaningful smile from the corner of his mouth, and the sternness in his eyes couldn't help being a little sinister, which made people a little scared for no reason, "When Miss Xia comes back, get rid of her, I hate talkative women the most .”

Lord's footsteps stopped, and the bad premonition in his heart finally came true, but this was Song Qingfeng's decision, he didn't want to talk too much, not to mention it was useless to talk too much.

"Okay. I'll prepare right away." Lord nodded and responded respectfully, not daring to disobey Song Qingfeng's order.

(End of this chapter)

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