Jin Shao is my white moonlight

Chapter 944

She already knew thoroughly what kind of person Song Qingfeng was.

According to Song Qingfeng's personality, it is impossible to just meet her as simple as that.

At that time, no one can predict what he will do...

"Mengmeng..." Song Qingfeng seemed to want to say something else.

Before she had time to say it, Bai Mengmeng spoke first: "Song Qingfeng, it is easy for you to find me. But I hope you can give me the greatest respect. When I want to see you , I will naturally ask you to meet."

Bai Mengmeng's words swept through Song Qingfeng's heart, and the anger that had been suppressed for a long time surged like a volcano erupting.

If they meet now, he can't guarantee that he won't do anything out of the ordinary.

If the wind scares Bai Mengmeng then, the matter will be even more difficult!
Taking a deep breath, he forcibly suppressed his anger: "Okay, I promise you. Before you agree to meet me, I will never send anyone to investigate your whereabouts."

With his promise, Bai Mengmeng immediately felt as if she had been pardoned.

To her, Song Qingfeng's existence is like a ticking time bomb, no one knows when he will explode!

Leaning her back halfway on the window sill, she looked down at the plush balls on the slippers: "Thank you, if there is nothing else, I'll hang up first."

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The moment the phone was hung up, Song Qingfeng's anger roared out.

His eyes were shattered, he raised his hand, and threw the phone out forcefully.

The phone slammed into the wall with force, and then bounced off violently. The broken screen flickered and quickly went black...

Even so, he was still perplexed.

Staring at a pair of red eyes, he swung everything on the table to the ground with a low curse.

Lord, who had been standing by the side all this time, didn't speak. He watched helplessly as he shook the books off the bookshelf. Several thick books fell on the ground, making a loud noise...

I don't know how long it took, Song Qingfeng covered his chest with one hand, panting heavily, staggered to the sofa and sat down.

Lord glanced at him, put his hands behind his back, and slowly walked in front of him: "Master."

Looking at him sideways, Song Qingfeng grabbed the whiskey on the table and took a few sips.

Narrowing his eyes dangerously, he snapped his fingers at Lord, and ordered in a cold voice: "Lord, I don't care what method you use, I will go and investigate where she moved right now."

It was already self-evident who Song Qingfeng was referring to.

"Yes, I will take care of this matter." Lord did not turn around and leave directly, he put his hands together, leaned forward slightly, and said respectfully: "You promised Miss Bai just now, There will be no investigation into her residence."

Hearing this, Song Qingfeng looked at him coldly with dark eyes.

He suddenly put the wine bottle in his hand on the tea table, folded his arms around his chest, and sank into the soft sofa.

His slender fingers brushed against the lines of the shirt, and he let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity: "I just promised that I would not send anyone to follow her for the time being, but I never said that I would not investigate where she lives."

The current Bai Mengmeng is like a bird with long wings, eager to get out of his grasp.

(End of this chapter)