"Mr. Qiao has been awarded for me. I admire you for a long time and have a deep respect. I don't know when Mr. Qiao has time to give me the opportunity to treat you to a meal. Let's drink and chat with candles at night, and contact us well and contact each other?"

Song Yan quickly finished the dinner, took out the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth, stood up and looked at Qiao Muchen with a smile.

Qiao Muchen was a little uncomfortable with her sudden literary style, and looked at her strangely: "Is there anything wrong?"

"It's okay, didn't you say you were deeply in love with me? I'll respond to you."

"No, I want to live a few more years."

"Mr. Qiao, it's not good for you to do this."

"Okay, if you can restrain yourself, be more restrained. Be careful not to know if you are killed by yourself."

The surveillance video of Song Yan's room on Li Beiting's computer flashed through Qiao Muchen's mind, and his sympathy became even more intense, and his tone of speech suddenly softened.

The resentment towards her hiding them completely disappeared.

"This is an old house. No matter what happens, Mr. Li will know. Do you understand?"

He had to say something to feel that his conscience was acceptable, but he could not say it too clearly. Otherwise, if Li Beiting discovered that he would be the one who was unlucky.

"Oh." Song Yan nodded.

"Do you understand?"

Qiao Muchen asked another question.

Song Yan looked at him strangely, then nodded: "I understand."

Didn’t he just warn her not to deceive Li Beiting anymore? She already knew, okay, and she didn’t plan to hide anything from Li Beiting.

This lesson made her very profound. Looking at Li Beiting's cold face, she really felt bad.

"Okay, I'll leave."

Qiao Muchen wanted to say something else, but he suddenly saw a black figure from the corner of his eyes. He couldn't say anything, and he was ready to leave with the documents.

Song Yan grabbed his sleeve.

"When will you have time, I'll treat you to a meal."

Qiao Muchen's forehead was thrusting uncontrollably.

"No, I haven't had time lately, I'm very busy."

"Are you so busy that you don't even have time to eat?"

Qiao Muchen shook his hand and nodded: "Yes, let it go."

He could already feel a gaze of death, and his eyes were cut on him. His strong desire to survive allowed him to quickly break free from Song Yan's hand and leave like a life-saving person.

Song Yan stared at his hand blankly, then looked at the place where Qiao Muchen disappeared, and could only touch his head.

"Have I become so scary lately? Why do I feel that everyone is so scared of me?"

One is Old Liu and the other is Qiao Muchen, is it something wrong with them or is it wrong with her?

Song Yan shook his head, took his cell phone and prepared to go out for a walk.

Although the old housekeeper asked her to follow Mrs. Li for 24 hours, Mrs. Li locked herself in the room as soon as she came back, and she had nothing to do and could only find something to pass the time.

She ran around the entire old house for three laps. When she came back, her bangs were all wet, and she stood sticky on her forehead and had to take a shower again.

"Is the old house so big?"

She almost ran to exhaustion, and after following Li Beiting, she rarely had time to run, so that she almost had cramps in her feet, which hadn't been running for a long time.

"People still have to exercise."

Before Song Yan went to bed, she also customized her exercise plan for the next two months, getting up early to run and boxing at night, and making arrangements full of arrangements.

On this day, she had never seen Li Beiting. Although she heard from the servant that the young master was back, she could not go up to the stairs on the second floor at all, and the old butler kept staring at her.

The next day, Mrs. Li didn't plan to go out, but asked several noble ladies to play mahjong at home. As soon as the ladies sat down, they talked about the most popular topics that were being circulated.

"Madam Li, I heard that your son's bodyguard is a woman. How can you let such a person stay by Beiting's side? These women have all kinds of thoughts. If you get taller, will your future heir of the Li family want a low bodyguard to give birth to a child?"

"No, that woman is still involved with Gu Yan. Hasn't Gu Yan always targeted Beiting? Could they be a partnership to trick Beiting? Let Beiting be more careful."

"Look, this woman must be the one who is very scheming. She seduces Gu Yan and wants to entangle Beiting. I have seen such a guy for a long time and will be beaten to death sooner or later."

Song Yan was stunned by the sound of hearing it, and she didn't realize that she was living so wonderfully.

She also seduced Gu Yan and pestered Li Beiting. If she had such a way, she wouldn't have gone to heaven?!

Song Yan was wearing men's clothing and stood a little far, so the noble lady playing mahjong did not notice that the protagonist they were talking about was standing in the hall, and Mrs. Li did not stop them from discussing, but instead asked seriously as they said.

"How do you think you should deal with her?"

She glanced at the place where Song Yan was standing, and she saw that Song Yan was furious and could only stand well with a straight figure, and her elegant figure suddenly became a little more neat.

"This kind of person should open her eyes and see the world. I heard that there is a black market underground and sent her to those gangsters for three days and three nights. I think she dares to seduce who else she dares to seduce."

"black market?"

"Yes, it only appeared recently. I heard that there are whatever you want."

"Isn't it a bit cruel to send it like this?"

Mrs. Li looked over again, and Song Yan listened clearly as they were talking about how to deal with her, and those methods of dealing with her were all the same scary.

These ladies sneered and sneered while chatting and laughing.

"Cruel? She can't fall into such a field without those delusions she shouldn't have. She doesn't even look at what she is, and she wants to fly to the branches and be a phoenix, and she must have that fate."

A noble lady snorted coldly, her eyes full of evil.

Song Yan's back felt cold and she stared at Mrs. Li's face, but Mrs. Li was still calm, as if she had not listened to the words of the noble ladies, and seemed to have made a decision. Song Yan was extremely anxious, but she could do nothing.

She had even thought about it that if Mrs. Li attacked her, she would never surrender.

But when the ladies said goodbye and left, night came, Li Beiting's car parked at the door of the old house, and Mrs. Li did not do anything.

Song Yan raised the heart of her throat and finally let it go, but it was just let it go.

She was always on guard against the old housekeeper and Mrs. Li. If there was any disturbance, she would immediately get up and run for her life.

That black market has already taken shape in her mind, and the dark and bloody scenes in the movie have long filled her mind and cannot be removed.

"who!"

Even when she was sleeping, she kept her vigilant. When she heard the subtle sound, she immediately jumped out of the bed.

Song Yan got off the bed barefoot and touched the switch at the head of the bed. However, before she could touch the switch, her hand was pulled by a force and she fell on the bed uncontrollably.
Chapter completed!