flashy wedding

Chapter 899 Tiger poison does not eat its children? (1)
Song Gu loved this little granddaughter the most, so he was immediately distracted, and only said to pay more attention, and asked Song Jincheng to send someone to follow Lu Jixiang.

Regarding this, Lu Jixiang didn't dare to say anything.

When she was sleeping at night, she complained: "Why did you tell Daddy about this?"

Song Jincheng hugged the person, closed his eyes and said, "It's not me."

"Not you?"

Lu Jixiang opened his eyes, looked at the man in the dark, gritted his teeth, and said, "Aside from you, is there anyone else making small reports?"

"may be……"

The man's tone was very light, he paused, and added: "You have to trust the ability of the old man's intelligence department, after all..."

Having said that, he didn't finish.

Lu Jixiang felt itchy in his heart, and couldn't help asking: "What is it after all? Can you stop talking and just half-talk, it's very torturous!"

Song Jincheng sighed.

He tightened his arms, and continued: "The various departments are intricately intertwined. Do you think it is as easy for the old man to sit in this position as playing house?"

Well, although these words are obscure, anyone with a little brain can understand them.

Lu Jixiang pursed his lips, not quite understanding: "But, you are his son, don't you even trust your own family?"

Her understanding was that the old man planted eyeliner beside Song Jincheng just to monitor him!
Song Jincheng denied this.

He smiled and said, "It's not that he can't believe it, he just doesn't feel at ease."

"is it?"

Lu Jixiang thought for a while, reached out and groped to hug the man's waist, and hummed softly: "You are already such a big man, what else is there to worry about?"

Song Jincheng didn't speak.

"Hey?"

Lu Jixiang poked his waist restlessly, and said, "Speak up!"

Song Jincheng had nothing to do with her, so he had to explain: "It's not difficult to understand, just like I always worry about you, in the eyes of the old man, we are all children, and he will always be an elder, so he should take care of you as a matter of course. Follow us!"

Hearing what he said, it seems quite reasonable.

Lu Jixiang snorted, and pushed his head against the man's chest: "Why are you worried about me? Song Jincheng, you are too masculine. I didn't realize it before, but now you are more and more like this. It's getting worse, you have to take care of everything, you are not my father!"

"You want to discuss with me again whether you should take care of your business, huh?"

The man lowered his voice, a bit dangerous.

I still remember that the previous few cold wars between the two of them were because of this reason.

Lu Jixiang thought that Song Jincheng was too strict, and tried to rebel several times, but failed.

"Okay, I won't argue with you!"

Lu Jixiang closed his mouth, curled up, and nestled in the man's arms.

Song Jincheng didn't pay much attention, closed his eyes, and stroked the girl's back with his big hand.

But in this comfortable feeling, Lu Jixiang soon became sleepy and fell asleep deeply.

Not long after, the mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly rang, which seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet and peaceful room.

Song Jincheng reacted very quickly, and directly took it over and pressed down to refuse.

He looked down at the girl in his arms.

Lu Jixiang still slept soundly and was not affected in any way.

He carefully lifted her little head that was resting on his arm, and then gently placed it on the pillow.

Lu Jixiang snorted, turned over and continued to sleep soundly.

Song Jincheng got out of bed quietly and left the room in the dark.

Two days later, Lu Jixiang packed up and went out again.

This time, she obviously gained experience, bought a cup of milk tea, and strolled leisurely.

Strange to say, after she left a shopping mall, the feeling of being followed suddenly emerged.

She held back her excitement, while nibbling on the donut in her hand, she whispered, "Is there anyone behind me?"

In the Bluetooth headset, the man's voice was very deep: "Go on, don't stop, find a quiet alley and turn in!"

"what?"

Lu Jixiang was surprised.

Song Jincheng was very calm: "Do you hear me clearly?"

"Ooh!"

Lu Jixiang agreed, and continued to move forward without looking back, until she saw a small alley, and she turned into it without even thinking about it.

As a result, just a few steps away, the sound of fighting came from behind.

Then there was a short exclamation from a woman.

Soon, everything returned to silence.

Lu Jixiang quickly dropped the food in his hand, turned around and ran back.

Several plainclothes were holding a woman standing there. The man was dressed in black and wore a mask on his face, looking mysterious.

Lu Jixiang didn't dare to approach and stopped two or three meters away from them.

Footsteps were heard at the entrance of the alley, and Song Jincheng walked quickly, his face was cold and his eyes were as cold as ice.

Others reported: "Director, it's a woman."

Song Jincheng frowned and nodded coldly: "Take off the mask!"

The others responded, stepped forward and tore off the mask on the woman's face.

Song Jincheng was taken aback.

But Lu Jixiang exclaimed: "Ah, you are not that...that..."

The woman was forced to kneel on the ground, she raised her head, her beautiful facial features were under the sun, she was extremely proud, even though her hands were clasped behind her back by two plainclothes, she still didn't look a bit embarrassed.

"Why, Mr. Song wants to sue?" she asked.

Song Jincheng curled his lips coldly: "Ouyang Feifei, you are too aggressive!"

Ouyang Feifei turned his head, first glanced at Lu Jixiang who was not far away with a shocked face, and then looked at Song Jincheng, gnashing his teeth: "I have to make an inch? Heh, it's you, Mr. Song, who wants to run away after eating meat and wiping his mouth. Today There's nothing so cheap out there!"

In the empty alley, Ouyang Feifei's voice was particularly clear and abrupt.

Lu Jixiang couldn't help being startled when he heard this, and subconsciously asked, "What did he eat?"

Ouyang Feifei sneered, turned his head, and looked at Lu Jixiang mockingly: "Why don't you ask him yourself?"

"Song Jincheng..."

Lu Jixiang raised his eyes, blankly looking at the man not far away.

Song Jincheng was furious.

His eyes were dark, as if winter had come.

"Get out!"

He spoke coldly.

The plainclothes people listened to the order, and immediately carried Ouyang Feifei and went out.

When passing by Song Jincheng, Ouyang Feifei spat at him and said viciously: "It is said that the poison of a tiger does not eat its children, Song Jincheng, I misunderstood you!"

Song Jincheng kept a cold face and said nothing.

Soon, Ouyang Feifei was taken away from the alley.

But at this time, only Song Jincheng and Lu Jixiang were left in the whole space, the surroundings were very quiet, and the sun was shining brightly above their heads, but no one could feel the slightest warmth.

(End of this chapter)