Chapter 268 The Woman Who Looks Like Song Jingliuqiu
Song Jing didn't know why, but she always felt that tonight's banquet was particularly cruel, as if she wanted to tear her apart and eat her.
"Shi Yan, it hurts!"
"What’s wrong with you?"
Shi Yan bit her collarbone, wanting to be harsh but reluctant in the end, "Baby." You are mine, even if there is pain, don't forget me!
"I'm here." Song Jing hugged his neck, "What happened?"
Shi Yan didn't answer, just tilted his head and kissed her.
Song Jing finally fell asleep due to exhaustion. Shi Yan took a bath for her, carried her to bed, hugged her, and waited until she fell asleep before getting up.
When the banquet left the courtyard, Jia was waiting at the entrance of the courtyard and said, "Master."
"Where are the people?"
"Brother Xiang and Brother Qi have already taken him to the study."
Shi Yanleng went to the study with a sullen face and an aura of ice in his body.
In addition to Xiang Wenxing and Qi Shang, there was another woman in the study.
The woman was wearing a hat and a mask and couldn't see her appearance clearly. When she saw Shi Yan appear, she stood up a little nervously and didn't know where to put her hands and feet, but her eyes could not help but glance at Shi Yan a lot.
Even though she had already seen this man's photo, she was still astonished when she saw him in person.
"Brother Yan." Xiang Wenxing and Qi Shang both stood up from the sofa, looking a little solemn.
Shi Yan didn't say a word and walked directly towards the woman.
The woman was afraid of the terrifying aura he exuded and backed away timidly.
Shi Yan reached out to take off the woman's hat and pulled off the mask on the woman's face, his actions were rough and cold-blooded.
Without the cover, the woman's face is completely exposed.
This is a face that is at least 70% similar to Song Jing's appearance, but one can tell the huge difference between her and Song Jing at just one glance.
Because Song Jing's face was never the most attractive, but Song Jing's aura was just as powerful as Shi Yan's.
The woman did not dare to look into Shi Yan's eyes and lowered her head in fear.
"Brother Yan." Xiang Wenxing and Qi Shang's expressions tightened. They were all afraid that Brother Yan would suddenly raise his hand and twist the neck of the woman in front of them.
"The plastic surgery recovery effect is good." Shi Yan retracted his gaze from the woman and turned to the sofa on the other side.
He sat down, his long legs crossed, and his whole body was hidden in the dim place where the light could not reach, making him look more like the cold-blooded Yama.
"When you ordered her in Qiongzhou, I sent her to have plastic surgery, and she has just recovered during this period." Xiang Wenxing said: "I found the best plastic surgeon, and it will not be seen as plastic surgery."
Shi Yan said nothing, Qi Shang said to the woman: "You put on your hat and mask and go out first."
The woman nodded, hurriedly put on her mask and hat and left the study. There was Jiayi waiting outside, who took her down first.
After leaving the study and walking in the exquisite courtyard, the woman let out a long breath.
The man's aura was so terrifying that she didn't even dare to breathe standing in front of him.
But he is so handsome, even prettier than the bright moon tonight.
The woman folded her hands on her chest, thinking nervously and expectantly, will she really become this man's woman in the future?
It was so quiet in the study that you could hear a needle drop. Shi Yan lit a cigarette and took a puff. The smoke curled up and obscured his heavy and cold eyebrows.
Xiang Wenxing and Qi Shang looked at each other and finally plucked up the courage to speak, "Brother Yan, what's going on between you and Sister Jing?"
Shi Yan lowered his eyes and pointed at the desk, "The script is in the cabinet."
Qi Shang went over to open the cabinet and took out a notebook with the same plot as the novel written in it.
"Childhood sweetheart, a substitute? The main character returns and the substitute exits?" The more Xiang Wenxing looked at him, the more his eyes widened, "Sister Jing, is that the substitute?"
"Brother Yan, what exactly is this game about?"
Not to mention Xiang Wenxing, even Qi Shang, who was always more thoughtful, couldn't understand it.
They saw the relationship between Brother Yan and Sister Jing, not to mention life and death, but no matter what happened to each other, the other would risk their lives.
For so many years, Brother Yan has only had a woman like Sister Jing by his side. Brother Yan has put Sister Jing in his heart and felt pain, so why did he suddenly have to make such a show?
Shi Yan put out his cigarette butt in the ashtray angrily, "Follow this script and let those who should be familiar with it familiarize themselves with the plot. If Song Jing asks one day, let them tell them as written in the script."
"Especially you two. Since you have been following me, Song Jing will definitely ask you."
Xiang Wenxing was anxious, "Brother Yan, what are you doing? Are you going to break up with Sister Jing? Even if it's a breakup, there's no need to arrange such a bloody stunt, right?"
Qi Shang pulled Xiang Wenxing and asked calmly: "Brother Yan, what happened?"
Shi Yan knew that if he didn't explain this matter clearly to Xiang Wenxing and Qi Shang, he would not be able to continue arranging more things later.
"I want to exchange blood with Song Jing to save Song Jing's life." Shi Yan raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, "Song Jing can't know this, and she can't let her know that I'm dead. But my death will definitely not last forever.
I can't hide it, so I have to make her extremely disappointed in me. If she doesn't love me anymore, my death won't be important to her."
"What?" Xiang Wenxing and Qi Shang were both shocked.
"Brother Yan, are you kidding?"
Shi Yan said nothing.
Xiang Wenxing and Qi Shang's hearts sank.
They have been with Shi Yan for so many years, and they also know that the blood on Shi Yan's body is special.
But no matter how special they are, they are not so special that they would exchange their brother Yan’s life for someone else’s life, right?!
"Brother Yan, is there no other way?" Qi Shang asked.
"There is only one way. Either I die or Song Jing dies." Shi Yan suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, "This is not a multiple choice question for me."
There is no choice between his life and Song Jing's life, because the answer will only be the fixed one.
"Brother Yan, I don't agree!" This is the first time Xiang Wenxing has disobeyed Shi Yan's order.
Shi Yan opened his eyes and looked over. A chill ran down Xiang Wenxing's back, and a chill rushed directly to his forehead, but he still held his neck and resisted.
"I'm telling you this because you are the people I trust most, and I have other things that I need to arrange for you to do." Shi Yan said calmly: "Lao Xiang, this is my entrustment."
"Brother Yan, I...what the hell!" Xiang Wenxing didn't know what to say and anxiously walked around the study room.
They all knew that no matter whether they would do what Brother Yan arranged or not, no one could stop Brother Yan from saving Sister Jing.
Qi Shang didn't speak, but he clenched his fists and frowned.
Shi Yan continued: "I will leave all my money to Song Jing, and leave the star map to Song Jing. Feiying will be taken over by Lao Xiang, and Feng Sheng will be taken over by Lao Qi. The Superpower Bureau will be handed over to the four directors, and nothing will go wrong."
"Just one thing, if Song Jing needs to use Fei Ying and Feng Sheng in the future, you need to help her with all your strength. Only help her once, and Fei Ying and Feng Sheng will be yours from now on."
This is basically explaining the funeral arrangements!
Xiang Wenxing gritted his teeth, "I don't want Flying Eagle. I just want to do things with Brother Yan."
Qi Shang also said, "I don't want any rumors. If Brother Yan quits, I will open a psychotherapy clinic myself."
Shi Yan looked at the two of them with deep eyes. Neither Xiang Wenxing nor Qi Shang could withstand his heavy and cold gaze.
"Brother Yan..."
"There is still a period of time. This matter can be put on hold. Let's make clear arrangements for the script first. When I say it can be done, we will do it."