Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

Chapter 61: It's too late to see Fu Yan

Chapter 61 See Fu Yan Late

Coughing to hold back the smile that was about to burst out, Jiang Zhengyang pulled away the female companion who was pushed down, sat down and patted Song Ziyu on the shoulder, "Song Shao, you too, you shouldn't talk to Song Yueliang, who is she? Who among us doesn’t know? That’s a lunatic and a ruthless person.”

On the sofa opposite the two, the man sitting alone tasting wine is hidden in the shadows, only the hand holding the wine glass is reflected in the light.

The hand was slender and fair, and the movement of holding the cup was extremely elegant.

Hearing the words Song Yueliang, the hand was barely visible and paused, the man's deep and mellow voice slowly flowed out from the dark, "Song Yueliang hit you again?"

One word after another, very eye-catching.

Song Ziyu almost ran away.

Jiang Zhengyang couldn't hold it back, he slapped the sofa with laughter, out of breath, "It's a pity that I wasn't there back then, I only found out that Song Yueliang beat you up after listening to Liao Fei's group. This time it's... Song, Song Shao, you are a man of eight feet, why can't you stop a woman? Hahahaha..."

Song Ziyu couldn't look at his face anymore, and said angrily, "That's because I let her go!"

The man on the opposite side leaned slightly, his slender figure slowly revealed in the light, with an inexplicable aura rushing towards his face as he leaned over, not compelling, but not negligible.

Handsome in appearance, gentle and elegant, with a smile on his lips like a spring breeze.

Simple white shirt and black trousers, sleeves half-rolled, manly demeanor is clean and fresh, gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose block a pair of eyes behind the lens, and the eyes are unclear.

"I remember, you were scared to cry?"

"..." Song Ziyu gritted his teeth, "Yanqin!"

Yanqin sat back down again, smiled and said nothing. The fingers are turned lightly, the wine in the glass is swaying, and the eyes hidden behind the lens make people unable to see emotions clearly.

Jiang Zhengyang got up from the sofa, wiped away the tears from his laughter, and said, "Four years ago, Taifeng Real Estate was on the verge of bankruptcy and liquidation, and Song Yueliang was ordered in danger. With his own strength, he insisted on biting from the mouths of several leading enterprises in Huicheng. The next piece of meat came, and she successfully brought Taifeng to life. Even the Song Group has suffered from her. She has means and courage, and she can play tricks and play ruthlessly. Song Shao, listen to my advice, this woman has no choice but not to provoke her. she."

Back then, Song Yueliang dared to beat Song Ziyu so hard that he couldn't take care of himself, his temperament was already evident. Now that she was slapped in the face, what was she afraid of?

To put it bluntly, Song Ziyu's slap was for nothing.

ask for it.

Song Ziyu was silent. It's not like he hasn't heard the rumors about Song Yueliang in the circle.

What's more, someone secretly nicknamed Song Yueliang behind her back, calling her Yasha.

Evil and ruthless.

Even after five years, he still remembers the piercing look in Song Yueliang's eyes when he beat him up, and how hard he was when he grabbed a brick and hit him on the forehead.

If it wasn't for that sick young man who stopped him, he might have melted into dust by now.

Then where is the woman? It's a wild cub that hasn't been domesticated at all! It's just wearing human-like dog skin!

Grabbing the wine glass, Song Ziyu poured down a glass of strong wine again, then shook the wine glass, got up and left.

"Hey, why did Young Master Song go?" Someone saw this scene and came over to ask.

Jiang Zhengyang, "I felt bad after eating at Song Yueliang's place."

"Song Yueliang? Song Yecha? Coincidentally, she and the little princess of the Dong family are right across from each other."

Several people looked at the booth opposite.

Over there, the woman leaned against the floor-to-ceiling glass, holding a wine glass, watching the dance floor below where the demons danced wildly.

With loose hair, half-hidden appearance, sleeveless silk shirt and black wide-leg pants, her height of 1.7 meters perfectly supports the aura that ordinary women don't have.

Beside her, the red-haired woman who was half a head shorter than her was chirping with her. It was Dong Wangshu, the little princess of the Dong family.

Seemingly aware of the gaze from this side, the woman raised her eyes and looked over, her eyes were penetratingly sharp, with a hint of alcohol.

Sassy and charming.

Yanqin raised his glass from afar, but the woman turned a blind eye and sat down, her whole body hidden behind the sofa.

"Hiss! Just one look makes people's blood boil. Song Yasha's temperament is evil, and there is nothing to say about his face and figure. If this kind of woman gets on the bed, I don't know what it will be like."

An ambiguous teaser rang out, but Jiang Zhengyang didn't have time to stop it.

Yan Qin raised his lips and looked at the man speaking slowly, "Two glasses?"

The man was overjoyed immediately, "Thanks to Young Master Qin for looking up to me, I respect you!"

The Yan family in the capital is a top-notch wealthy family, and even the first-class wealthy families of Huicheng, Song Mengjiang, have to look up to them.

If he can make friends with Yanqin, his status will naturally rise accordingly.

Like Jiang Zhengyang, who comes from a second-rate family background, isn't it because Yanqin values him and enjoys first-class treatment.

"That's Yanqin? When did he come to Huicheng? If I knew he was here, I wouldn't have come! Bad luck!"

Angrily, Dong Wangshu sat down next to Song Yueliang, watched her drink up the wine in the glass, and did not dissuade her, but helped her to refill the wine, "Yueyue, drink! Treat this wine as Yanqin, take a sip Swallow it in and pull it out!"

Song Yueliang, "..." Put down the wine glass.

All emotions were shattered by Dong Wangshu's words.

"Why don't you drink anymore? Yueyue, don't hold back when you're in a bad mood, you have to vent it out, I'll drink with you!" Dong Wangshu directly picked up the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth.

"Dong Dong!" Song Yueliang hurriedly snatched the bottle over, "Don't drink like this."

After a while, half of the wine in the bottle went away.

Dong Wangshu didn't rush, and stared at Song Yueliang for a long time, then suddenly burst into tears.

A snot and a tear.

Song Yueliang sighed softly, "Dong Dong, you are drunk."

Dong Wangshu yelled with tears all over his face, "Who is drunk? I am not! I just hate him and that group of people! They are not good people!"

"Yes, none of them are good things." Song Yueliang agreed, and pulled the person to stand up, "I drank a lot today, let's go, I will take you back."

"I will accompany you tonight!"

"Miss, there is no need."

"I'm afraid you will feel bad."

"Which eye of yours sees me suffering?"

Called the valet to drive, and stuffed Dong Wangshu into the car. Song Yueliang looked at the neon lights that were rapidly receding outside the car window with deep eyes.

"Yueyue, Yueyue..." Beside him, the drunk Dong Wangshu murmured.

"Ok?"

"Yueyue, there is news that I dare not tell you..."

"What news?" Song Yueliang responded casually, only thinking that the other party was talking drunk.

"Yueyue, I heard that Fu Yanchi, hiccup, is back, I actually, know..."

The air was silent.

Song Yueliang was still looking out the window without turning around.

There was no extra expression on his face, as if he just heard an ordinary name.

"Really." She said.

There is no response from around.

Drunk people are asleep.

Send the person back to Dong's house, dismiss the substitute driver, Song Yueliang sits in the driver's seat, kicks the accelerator and speeds away.