Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

  Chapter 58 Song Yueliang, why are you here?

  The video is a box full of Chinese style.

  The luxurious solid wood dining table in the middle of the box is full of exquisite Chinese food.

  Beside the dining table, there is a handsome young man sleeping on the table.

   The little egg man recognized himself at a glance, and he was right with it. What he is experiencing now is actually a dream.

   Look, haven't you woken up yet?

   As soon as this thought flashed across, the little egg man saw the "Xiao Li" in the video moving.

  It seemed that he didn't sleep well, "Xiao Li" sat up straight, rubbed his stiff neck, and then walked out of the box with a grumpy expression.

  Video ends.

  Eggman, "…"

  The little egg man paused every word, "What is this? Please tell me clearly?"

  If it wasn't for him being here, he would have thought he was smart when he saw that image.

  Why does that "Xiao Li" behave exactly like him? !

  【If the system spirit body is wiped out, in the original world, the consciousness controlled by the master brain will follow your original life path to the end for you. 】

The little egg man was forced to laugh angrily, "It means that when I am working hard here to do **** tasks, the mastermind consciousness is using my body, spending my money, and acting as a prince in my name ?”

   "If I fail to complete the task, do I have to thank you before I die, and don't let my old man send a white-haired man to a black-haired man?"

   "What the **** are you, why do you live for me!"

   No response.

  The little egg man closed his eyes hard, trying to calm down his anger and calm down quickly.

   After a while, it asked again, "If I can't go back, what will my life trajectory be like?"

   Still no response.

"Hey, I was made into such a ghost for no reason. If you don't even have the right to know, fine, quit. Anyway, there is no rule when I must complete the task. I will live here until the end of my life, and you What can you do with me? We made an agreement at the beginning, even the mastermind must abide by the rules, right?"

  After speaking, the little egg man folded his arms and lay down.

   It's bad.

   Above the sea of ​​consciousness, another line of words finally appeared slowly.

  【Top spare tire, if you can't ask for it, your family will be ruined. 】

  Eggman, "…"

   Spare tire? he? Can't ask for it? he? Family ruined, he? !

   "Do you dare to show up and let me beat you to death?"

  【Complete the task, you can save yourself and change the ending, please follow the agreement. 】

  After this line, no matter how the little egg man called, the mastermind never responded.

  Sitting from lying down, the little egg man squinted and looked coldly at the already clean savings pool.

  After a while, it gestured its **** upwards.

  It dares to bet with human heads that this mastermind is a **** cold-blooded scum.

   is also extremely bad!

  Since you want it to complete the task, why don't you tell it clearly in the morning?

   Waiting for it to spend the nearly full savings pool before popping up, scumbag, just want to double the energy!

   Fuck you!

  Consciousness overseas, the little baby is holding a small shovel, sticking out his little butt, and is struggling to weed.

   At noon, the sun became more and more poisonous, even wearing a straw hat could not cover the heat, the baby's face was steamed red, sweat was all over the forehead and cheeks, and the back of the little gown was also wet.

  Little Dan's heart ached, because of this little brat, all the energy it had accumulated for so long was gone.

   "Qiqi, good boy, only you can save me now."

  Qiqi's little hand shook, "Eggy, are you sick?"

  Eggy never called her a darling, so scary.

   "..." Thinking of the spare tire and the loss of the family, Xiaodanren endured it, "I am facing life and death, as a comrade-in-arms, will you help me?"

"help!"

   "Go find Song Yueliang."

   "..." Qiqi was so frightened that she dropped her small shovel.

  Aunt Song must be very busy right now...

  …

   Huicheng at the end of August is still extremely hot.

  The scorching sun hangs high at noon, and there is no cloud in the sky.

  Song Yueliang walked out of the high-end restaurant after eating, and drove to the company. On the way, she received a call from her special assistant Chen Mo.

   Parked the car on the side of the road, Song Yueliang picked up the phone, and the special assistant's stern voice came from the other end.

   "Mr. Song, the shareholder meeting of the Song Group will start at 3:00 pm. I have prepared the documents and materials for the meeting. Is there anything else I need to order?"

  Crunch—!

boom-!

  The sound of emergency braking and collision sounded suddenly, right in front of where Song Yueliang was parked.

  She looked up, her eyelids suddenly retracted.

   As far as the eye can see, a red Santana, a woman fell to the ground.

  When the woman was lying there, her swollen abdomen was clearly visible.

  The scene of the accident was in a moment of panic, with exclamations, calls for help, alarms, and figures coming and going, and soon surrounded the car and the woman in the accident center.

   "It's a pregnant woman, my stomach is so high!"

   "How the **** do you drive, don't you have eyes? My wife is eight months pregnant! If there is any trouble between her and the child in her belly, I will demand your life!"

   "Oops, the pregnant woman is bleeding! Stop arguing and get her in the car and send her to the hospital first!"

   "It's been this month, and I don't know if the child can be kept, I'm afraid I'm going to have a stomach..."

  Those voices were chaotic and mixed, and every sentence floated into the car and into Song Yueliang's ears.

   Among them, the most clear is the woman's weak cry for help, "Help, save me, my, child..."

   In the scorching heat of August, with the scorching sun in the sky, Song Yueliang was shivering from the cold, and even her vision was blurred.

   "Hello? Hello? Mr. Song, what happened to you! Can you talk Mr. Song?" In the big brother, Chen Mo's rigid voice was still coming out, tinged with anxiety.

   "I'm fine." Song Yueliang heard herself speak in a calm voice.

  She raised her eyes, just in time to meet a pair of eyes reflected in the rearview mirror.

   Those eyes were full of scarlet, with a vicious, cold, and fierce gaze.

  With a madness on the verge of collapse.

   "Prepare me a formal suit, I'm going back to the company now." Song Yueliang calmly looked away, no longer looking at the pair of hideous eyes in the rearview mirror.

  Turning the steering wheel, stepping on the accelerator, the car smoothly merged into the street traffic, leaving that scene behind.

  It's exactly three o'clock in the afternoon.

  Located on the top floor of a majestic office building in the center of the city, in the meeting room, apart from the slight sound of the air conditioner running, you can almost hear a needle drop, and the atmosphere is cold.

  The suffocating atmosphere is overwhelming.

  The shareholders here have different expressions and thoughts.

  Everyone's eyes fell on the young woman sitting first on the chairman's right.

  The woman is wearing a black formal suit, and tailored trousers, which set off her cold temperament more vividly.

  A head of big wavy hair scattered casually, black eyebrows and phoenix eyes, bright red lips with a shallow arc that seems to be a smile, and thin cool eyes sweeping lightly, revealing the fierceness tempered by time.

   That tyrannical aura made everyone present not dare to underestimate him.

   "Song Yueliang, why are you here?"

  (end of this chapter)