Gu Yan took a deep breath and closed his eyes, "Song Ci, are you going to disobey me for Rong Jin..."

"It's you who are being unreasonable!"

Song Ci stood up and threw the half-cut apple on the table. She pursed her lips and said, "Gu Yan, I fell in love with him at first sight. I chased him. He didn't want to, but I was shameless, so from now on you can just watch."

If you don't like it, please take your anger out on me..."

"Enough!"

Gu Yan said coldly, holding his forehead and pointing at the door, "Get out!"

Song Ci pursed his lips.

"Don't you understand? Get out!"

Gu Yan roared angrily.

Song Ci's eyes flashed with hurt, and he raised his feet and walked out.

Then there was the sound of smashing things from behind.

She paused, but did not look back.

Outside, Rong Jin was on the phone. It seemed like something happened at his home. It looked serious.

She resisted the ripples in her heart and walked to him, "Rong Jin, let's go home..."

Rong Jin looked at her red face and roughly guessed what happened inside. He held her hand and comforted her silently.

"He just can't accept it. Let him be quiet for a while. Can I take you to my house?"

Song Ci raised his head in confusion.

Rong Jin curled her lips.

Then Song Ci came to a very secluded villa inexplicably. It was a place she had never been to before. It was like a secret club. The villa was built on the mountainside, surrounded by forests and cliffs.

Song Ci was helped out of the car by Rong Jin. Looking at the surrounding environment, he had a bad feeling in his heart, "Why are you here?"

Rong Jin smiled lightly and said nothing. The next second, several bodyguard-like people in black clothes appeared in the villa. They stood on both sides of the car and said loudly and neatly, "President! Welcome home."

Song Temple, "..."

The sound is loud and powerful.

Rong Jin was also a little embarrassed, holding Song Ci's hand, "It's because of Lu Huai, he's always had this kind of taste."

Song Ci recalled Lu Huai's killer look, which was in line with his aesthetics.

"Let's go, Xiaoci?"

Rong Jin held her hand and looked at her tenderly.

Song Ci looked at the big hand in front of him, and felt warm in his heart. He put her hand on his. It felt good, as if...she had entered his world...

The two held hands and walked into the villa. Song Ci did not expect that there were people inside, but these people were much more normal. There were no foot-picking slogans or weird formations.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room is a man wearing black training clothes. He has a very sharp appearance and is someone who is not easy to mess with. There is also an old man sitting next to him. His hair and beard are all white, and he is quite fairy-like.

The taste of bones, and then...

Song Ci looked at the beautiful woman standing to one side. She was wearing a decent dress, but she didn't look delicate at all, but she had a heroic air.

When several people saw Rong Jin coming in with a little girl, they didn't hide the surprise on their faces, and looked at Song Ci with more eyes.

Song Ci was looked at by artists like this many times, and he thought it was nothing, so he let them look at him openly.

"Master..."

The man in black spoke and looked at Song Ci with a particularly unkind look.

"This is my fiancée, Song Ci"

Rong Jin introduced Song Ci’s identity seriously.

Song Ci noticed that the woman's face changed instantly, but the emotion was so fleeting that no one could catch it.

Song Ci raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Xiaoci, these two are my employees. Mr. Qiao is an elder of the Rong family and a friend of my teacher."

Rong Jin lowered his head and spoke softly.

"Hello Mr. Qiao, hello to you"

Song Ci smiled and said, her attitude was neither humble nor arrogant. Even though the pressure on the old gentleman was a bit strong, the smile on her face did not disappear at all.

"Um"

The old gentleman's attitude was neither salty nor cool, and the other two did not speak at all.

This is the face of Xia Song Temple.

Rong Jin's face turned cold, and his voice was even more chilling, "You don't know how to call someone? Didn't you hear what Song Ci said?"

The man in black clothes and the woman looked at each other, and the man nodded reluctantly and said hello. His name is Feng Jin, and he is the bodyguard trained by Rong Jin...

"Hello Sister Song, I just saw you look familiar and was wondering who you are. My surname is Shangguan. You can just call me Xiaojing."

The woman smiled, but her eyes were full of calculations.

Xiao Jing...

Is this sister pretending to be young in front of her?

Song Ci smiled slightly and nodded towards the woman, "Miss Shangguan's name is really nice, but we don't necessarily know who is older. I was born in 1999. I didn't know you..."

Shangguan Jing looked embarrassed, "I... was born in 1996."

"Oh~ Then you are my sister~"

Song Ci smiled lazily.

Shangguan Jing laughed dryly and said nothing more.

Song Ci no longer looked at her, and when he came up, he threatened her and treated her like a weakling.

A smile flashed in Rong Jin's eyes, and he pulled her to sit aside.

"Okay, Mr. Qiao, you suddenly called me and it was the teacher..."

Rong Jin went directly to the topic.

"Ahem, your teacher is fine. I asked you to come here suddenly this time mainly because of the old lady's matter."

As he spoke, he glanced at Song Ci.

Song Ci knew that she didn't want her to hear it, so she subconsciously wanted to get up, but Rong Jin held her hand down in the next second.

"What are you going to do?"

he said.

Song Ci raised his eyebrows, "I'm afraid I might hinder you here. I'll go take a look around..."

"I will take you to see it later. There is a tiger in the back mountain. You must like it."

Rong Jin smiled and pulled her to sit down again.

But this is not a question of whether she likes tigers or not. The look in Feng Jin's eyes has killed her countless times!

Mr. Qiao frowned, but he seemed to be worried about Rong Jin and said nothing more, "The old lady is dishonest. She recently wanted to win over the Zhao family. It seems that her illegitimate daughter has been in a close relationship with her recently."

Hearing Zhao Family Song Temple frown.

"Well, is there anything else?"

Rong Jin played with Song Ci's hand and didn't seem to care much.

"Mr. Rong, Feng Jin's mission has been completed. He did a great job this time. Even my wife praised him."

Shangguan Jing said happily on the side.

After saying this, Rong Jin nodded and glanced at Feng Jin with satisfaction, "You did a good job this time. Go back and rest for a few more days."

Feng Jin received praise from Rong Jin, and his face turned red with excitement, "This is all Feng Jin's responsibility, sir, you are so complimentary."

Rong Jin frowned and then tilted his head to look at Song Ci, "Don't you like musical instruments? There are many musical instruments on the second floor. Do you want to go and have a look?"

Song Ci was listening to them indifferently. When he heard Rong Jin's words, he immediately reacted and nodded with a smile, "Okay..."

Seeing Song Ci getting up and leaving obediently, Rong Jin's eyes were filled with warmth. He didn't turn his head until the figure disappeared from sight.

"Master, that's just an actor. You just brought him here..."

Before Feng Jin finished speaking, a small dagger suddenly flew over. Someone appeared behind Rong Jin at some point, and it was him who flew over with the dagger.

That's Rong Jin's bodyguard, named Wuming...

Rong Jin leaned on the sofa and looked at him casually with her head propped up, her eyes full of warning, "This is the first and last time. Song Ci will enter the Rong family in the future. If you don't respect her or don't obey her, you will be punished at any time."

You can leave..."

Shangguan Jing's face turned pale and she looked at Rong Jin with tears in her eyes.

Rong Jin seemed not to notice, looking at Mr. Qiao, "Including you..."
Chapter completed!