In the room, Gu Bai was already setting up the table, not treating him as an outsider at all. Fu Wenzhou scolded him a few times and felt that it was not enough, and wanted to kick him, but his legs and feet were not working well, so the kick was in vain.

When Gu Bai saw this, he immediately laughed and taunted him. Fu Wenzhou squinted his eyes and used crutches instead. This time Gu Bai was hit hard and did not move away. He screamed and jumped on Xu Zezhan: "A Zhan, he

Bully me!"

Xu Zezhan was looking at his phone in rapt attention. At this moment, someone suddenly rushed towards him. He was so shocked that he almost dropped his phone to the ground. Seeing Fu Wenzhou walking this way, Xu Zezhan quickly turned off the phone and pushed Gu Bai out: "I didn't mean to fight.

Mahjong?”

Gu Bai's attention was immediately diverted and he started shouting about playing mahjong.

After a few people sat down, Liang Muchuan suddenly asked: "Qingyou, do you want to come and play a game?"

Song Qingyou and Yan Miao were chatting about entertainment industry gossips when they were suddenly called out and were stunned for a moment, "I don't know how to play mahjong. You guys can play."

Liang Muchuan: "It's okay, just have fun."

Fu Wenzhou raised his eyelids slightly and said with a sneer: "You called me Qingyou too?"

Liang Muchuan raised his eyebrows: "Isn't your name just for people to call you?"

Fu Wenzhou's face suddenly darkened, and his thick black eyebrows were like two sharp swords. Before he could get angry, Xu Zezhan saw that the situation was not right and stood between the two of them: "That's almost enough. Let's have a fight with each other. We're celebrating the New Year, so don't make a fuss.

Not happy."

Gu Bai smoothed things over: "That's right, what are you doing?"

Xu Zezhan looked at Liang Muchuan and lowered his voice: "We brothers watched him come all the way. You don't know how much he loves Song Qingyou. He finally got what he wanted and was able to be with her, so don't

You're causing trouble, unless you don't want this brother anymore."

Liang Muchuan said nothing with a cold face.

He did have a crush on Song Qingyou, and he had some shady thoughts, but he mostly admired her and had no plans to do anything with her.

He just couldn't stand the way Fu Wenzhou acted like Song Qingyou belonged to him, as if everything in the world must be his if he wanted it.

I just looked at Song Qingyou twice during the dinner, and she punched her straight away. I didn't feel anything at the time. When I got home, half of my teeth were missing, and I ended up spending tens of thousands of dollars to replace them.

Liang Muchuan got angry just thinking about this and had to make Fu Wenzhou feel uncomfortable.

But what Xu Zezhan said was right. Fu Wenzhou took Song Qingyou as his life, and what could he do if he fell in love with such a big-hearted brother who was also seriously in love?

He could only swallow this breath.

Liang Muchuan comforted himself, sat back on the chair, and said two words indifferently: "Deal the cards."

Fu Wenzhou snorted coldly, sat across from him, and kicked Gu Bai: "Aren't you going to play anymore?"

Gu Bai said with a smile: "Let's play."

Xu Zezhan breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that it was over.

"Hey, do you think Liang Muchuan likes you?" Yan Miao had been observing the back for a long time, then he came over and whispered into Song Qingyou's ear.

Song Qingyou picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then said calmly: "No, you are overthinking."

"Really?" Yan Miao touched his nose and looked back at Liang Muchuan. The other party was touching cards. He probably noticed his sight and raised his eyes towards Yan Miao and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Yan Miao: "...It seems that I have thought too much."

Song Qingyou put down the tea cup, wiped her lips, and responded casually.

Yan Miao propped up her chin and stared at Song Qingyou's profile. When she was in college, she was in the same class as Song Qingyou. Yan Miao still remembered seeing Song Qingyou getting out of the car on the day of the report. The startling glance was unforgettable for her.

Yan Miao felt that he was almost broken several times.

Because Song Qingyou was so good-looking that she almost didn't look like a human being. At that time, Song Qingyou was a little fatter than now, not so thin, and her health wasn't that bad, and her mental complexion looked much better than now.

If she didn't smile now, she would look like the snow lotus on the iceberg. You can watch it from a distance but you can't play with it.

How to say?

If Yan Miao had to find an adjective to describe it, it would be the sense of distance.

Even though she had been friends with Song Qingyou for several years, when they met again after a long time, she still felt a sense of distance from her, and normal people would not dare to get too close.

But Yan Miao is not a normal person. Although she is scared, she will still give Song Qingyou a friendly hug.

Because Yan Miao knew that Song Qingyou would need such a hug.

She was so absorbed in staring at Song Qingyou's face that she didn't even notice that her name was called twice. It wasn't until the third time that Yan Miao said "Ah": "Did you just call me?"

Song Qingyou laughed: "Why are you so dazed?"

Yan Miao reached for a lychee, peeled it open, and handed it to Song Qingyou naturally: "Tell me, can this year go well?"

"Why not?" Song Qingyou smiled and took the lychee, switching Yan Miao's favorite snack to her side.

Yan Miao said mysteriously: "It has already been spread that you went to the Song family tonight and sent the whole family to the police. Otherwise, why do you think Gu Bai, my brother, and the others came."

Song Qingyou glanced at Yan Shaoqin as if inadvertently, who was sitting on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone. Fu Wenzhou and the others were playing cards, but he had no intention of going over to play. Instead, he sat aside and played with his mobile phone.

She pointed at Yan Shaoqin: "Why doesn't your brother go play?"

Yan Miao said: "He always loses every time he bets. He loses money to your guy every time. Originally, my grandfather and Grandpa Fu Wenzhou couldn't stand each other. The older generation had a feud. The old man heard that my brother always

After losing money, especially to the great-grandson of the Fu family, I strictly prohibited him from playing cards during the Chinese New Year."

"Pfft." Song Qingyou couldn't help but laugh out loud: "So that's it."

Yan Miao's face was serious: "I'm asking you about something serious, don't talk about anything else."

Seeing that she was serious, Song Qingyou couldn't help but laugh: "You ask."

Yan Miao: "The news has probably spread around the world by now. Those people will definitely gossip about you, so forget it. We can't control it if you talk to others. But how do you deal with the Song Group's board of directors?

Although your father and your unrelated brothers and sisters have all gone in, the shares are still in their hands. You deliberately made such a big fuss this time, and it must be more than just trying to get that family in.

.”

Song Qingyou stared at Yan Miao in surprise.

Yan Miao has a simple mind and only thinks about eating, drinking and having fun. Unexpectedly, when he takes a serious look at the problem, he sees it deeply.

She smiled: "I plan to take over the Song Group."

"Ah?" Yan Miao was a little confused: "But I heard from my brother that the Song Group's capital chain has been broken, and it won't be able to survive this first month. If you take over at this time, doesn't it mean cleaning up the mess? Besides, those old foxes on the board of directors

It’s not a good thing either.”
Chapter completed!