99 days of honey love, lover never expires

Chapter 151 Next Steps
After that day, Mu Xiaoai's eyes were shining when she looked at Su Xiaoyan.

She admired her extremely, the aura and the words in her mouth.

It's absolutely perfect, just talking about that rude man, such a tall and burly man, has no confidence at all.

Desperately ran away with the old lady.

It's just so satisfying.

On the other hand, Su Xiaoyan was holding the cup in her hands, feeling a little uneasy all the time in her heart.

Song Qingping used the check not only to buy Qin Busheng, but also to let him deal with her.

And use the same method to let Feng's mother deal with him.

Thinking of this, Su Xiaoyan really felt that Song Qingping really underestimated her.

...

"Is this how you dealt with her?" Song Qingping stared fiercely at Mama Feng who was kneeling on the ground.

He didn't gain the upper hand at all, and let that woman, that bitch, breathe a sigh of relief.

It made her feel uncomfortable to be blocked, that bitch Su Xiaoyan was just like her mother, and could make people hold her back.

Mama Feng knelt on the ground, thinking about the check all the time.

Song Qingping promised to give it to her when things are done, but now...

"What kind of method are you, your son, what kind of temperament, what's the use of being irritable, you just followed your temperament, on the surface, you look like a wolf, tiger and leopard, but in the back, as long as you are frightened and planted once, you will be like that." As useless as a cat without claws."

"Ma'am, I was wrong, I was really wrong."

Feng's mother lowered her head desperately, and her head gnawed on the ground, and she gnawed again and again with the sound.

Seeing Song Qingping was very upset.

"I will definitely let my son do it, and there will be no mistakes next time."

It's even more annoying to listen to, a useless guy, and a waste of her money and time.

Song Qingping waved her hand.

Mama Feng stood up quickly with a happy face, "Ma'am, I'll make you a stew of red dates, white fungus and lotus seeds."

Song Qingping glanced at her angrily, and turned her face away.

"They are all useless guys, they are not as good as you."

"Ma'am, I really don't dare to take what you say." A figure came out from a room.

The light hit him, and the man sat on the sofa with his back to her, his face sideways.

"You still don't dare to be, after so many years of cooperation, that is, you let me worry about it."

The man's laughing voice came over, and Song Qingping's face softened a little, if she were younger.

Maybe she will also be convinced by this kind of man's means.

"Oh? Really? Madame."

The man stood up, the tall figure was already behind Song Qingping.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed her shoulder lightly, with just enough strength.

Song Qingping felt very comfortable, "By the way, what's your next move?"

...

Qin Busheng had just come back from outside, and the car had just parked.

He noticed that he seemed to be being followed recently.

When he went upstairs, that line of sight still stayed on his back.

He turned his head sharply.

Mu Xiaoai who was behind quickly squatted down and looked at Qin Busheng who had already gone upstairs.

She didn't dare to go back to the building next door, for fear that her whereabouts would be exposed.

Made a phone call.

Su Xiaoyan didn't sleep well for two days in a row. When she received a call from Mu Xiaoai, her phone kept ringing, it was the sound of text messages, countless text messages.

She didn't look at it or return it, she just answered the phone.

"Come and help me, that man probably found out."

It's only a matter of time before it's discovered.

But the problem now is that Su Xiaoyan just hung up the phone.

Jiang Manman called in.

Now the mobile phone is not turned off, nor is it not turned off.

Staring at the phone in her hand for a while, Su Xiaoyan felt that she still had to face it, after all, she was not the kind of person who would run away.

"Xiaoyan, where have you been recently?"

As soon as the phone call got through, Jiang Manman hurriedly asked, she had been worried about this matter for several days.

Never heard from her.

Su Xiaoyan's voice on the phone was very calm, with a touch of coldness, "I may stay with my friend for a long time."

"Friend? Are you reliable? Where do you live?"

"How about we make an appointment to meet up?"

"I'm very busy now, let's turn around!" Su Xiaoyan didn't want to continue, so she hung up the phone.

Jiang Manman, who was leaning against the door of the bar, heard Wei Lan asking beside him, "It's clear? What did you say?"

What was said, such an obvious attitude, with a feeling of strangers.

Jiang Manman would be a fool if he couldn't react anymore.

"She might know."

Hearing this, Wei Lan's eyes darkened, and she patted Jiang Manman's back to comfort her, "It's okay, let's come out and talk together sometime, this matter can always be resolved."

How else can I solve this kind of thing, if it falls on my own head.

She also won't forgive, it's not a matter of forgiving or not.

This is already involved.

"I'm a bad woman, all the way through."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Wei Lan slapped her on the back.

...

Not long after the phone was hung up.

Su Xiaoyan sorted out a bag, put some change of clothes into the bag, went out of the room, and explained to the servant.

Then a person came out of the villa.

There was a black car following behind on the road.

She knew that if she kept walking in front, the car kept following.

The middle-aged man sitting inside was on the phone, "Miss Su, don't let me follow."

"Continue to follow." A cold man's voice came from the phone.

Walking on the road, Su Xiaoyan glanced left and right on the road, expecting that not many cars would pass this way.

After waiting for a long time on the side of the road with my bag on my back, a taxi finally passed by.

Sitting on it, Su Xiaoyan sighed, feeling that she was almost out of breath under the weight of recent events.

It always feels like something is going to happen recently.

While thinking about it, she heard the radio in the car playing something.

Upon hearing it, it turned out to be about the land in the West District.

Song Qingping's Pine Forest Group bought most of the land with the largest sum.

Now it is planned to start the next promotional plan.

Like the Su family in the past, Su Zhengkang devoted himself to the real estate business.

It's just that the former Song Qingping is only Su Zhengkang's wife, Mrs. Su.

As for the latter, she represents herself, with her own power.

Such a woman undoubtedly does not prove that from the past to the present, Song Qingping has always been a vicious woman with ambition and means.

She seemed to be announcing her dominance.

Song Qingping's face standing on the podium was very dignified, and her face seemed to have this layer of luster.

An impeccably tailored outfit was worn on her body, as if it was tailor-made for her.

It is very suitable for wearing white and black styles.

A sleeveless top, plus a pair of smart black trousers, and a deep sea pearl necklace.

Wearing a hairstyle like a lady's, it can be said that Song Qingping is very satisfied, and her future daughter-in-law Gu Qiuran carefully selected this outfit for her.

"I am very grateful, thank you again, to all the journalists in the media industry, and those who supported me behind the scenes, for making me come to this point. I believe that I can not achieve what I am today without your help... "

After getting out of the car, Su Xiaoyan went into a department store.

On the high-hanging LCD TV, one can see that Song Qingping's demeanor is completely devoid of any faults.

Like a strong woman, she stood under the podium the whole time, talking about the script of the speech.

From time to time, his expression became serious, and then he showed a slight smile.

Seeing Su Xiaoyan turn her face away, she quickly took a bag of spaghetti from a counter.

I picked a few prawns and sea mussels in the seafood area, and took an onion by the way.

It's time to checkout at the counter.

Song Qingping on the LCD TV has gracefully stepped off the podium, and there are countless reporters following her.

Carrying a bag of things, Su Xiaoyan got on the bus.

Finally, similar news about Song Qingping's achievements was not being broadcast on the TV channel in the car.

She leaned against the window.

A black car always followed behind.

It's not that Su Xiaoyan doesn't know, she took out her mobile phone, edited a text message and sent it out.

Meanwhile, the meeting was only halfway through.

The phone on the conference table vibrated.

Bo Fengyan looked at the staff of the planning department introducing the promotion of the product, and there were PPTs on the projection screen, and they were doing the promotion one by one very carefully.

Every picture can make people see that it has been post-processed.

But his mind was completely out of it.

The phone kept vibrating, and his eyes fell on it, a text message.

Without replying, Su Xiaoyan sat in the bus and put her phone in her pocket.

She was a little sleepy, eyes slightly closed.

By evening.

She just got out of the car, and her whole body felt a little numb when she was sitting. Not long after she got out of the car, Su Xiaoyan stretched her muscles, and then carried a bag of things into a high-end residential area.

Ringing the doorbell, Mu Xiaoai opened the door.

With a very anxious look, "I saw him turn around in the afternoon, and I think he found out."

"What did you find?"

"He must have discovered me." Mu Xiaoai has been thinking about this all the time, and because of this, she took three months off from work.

If it wasn't for her outstanding performance, she would have been fired a long time ago.

Su Xiaoyan glanced at her, a gleam flashed in her eyes, "I don't think so."

If Qin Busheng really found out, he would catch Mu Xiaoai on the spot, and then threaten or take advantage of her in various ways.

I don't think about it at all, there is no movement at all.

"Really?"

"En." Su Xiaoyan responded, and lifted a bag of things in her hand to the kitchen.

Mu Xiaoai followed, still worried, "Did he turn around and find someone following him?"

"probably!"

It's impossible for that man not to notice. It can only be said that Mu Xiaoai's skills in stalking people are still a bit, so secretive.

Turning her head, Su Xiaoyan glanced at her and said, "You pretend to be a man later on, and continue to spy on him nearby, I believe he will show a little bit of his feet."

After hearing this, Mu Xiaoai felt a little relieved, and she reached out to help peel the onion.

When I pulled it out halfway, I was already crying.

Seeing Su Xiaoyan shaking her head, she took it and used a knife instead to make a few cuts.

Put water in the pot again, and wait for the water to boil.

The pasta in the pot also boiled, stirring clockwise with chopsticks.

Su Xiaoyan's thoughts also drifted along, her face kept turning in one direction.

All things seem to be developing in one direction, but after thousands of thoughts, countless small sockets have branched out, which makes things develop to what extent.

Some things can be connected with a socket to form a single line.

(End of this chapter)