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But I didn't expect to see Chang Yuan hovering at the entrance of the villa as soon as I walked out.

Song's father and Song's mother's complexion changed, Song's mother raised her eyebrows, stepped forward and reprimanded: "Assistant Chang, what are you doing here! Is this a place you can come to?"

Chang Yuan didn't understand why she was scolded, she looked at Song's mother quietly, and didn't reply, only frowning.

Hearing the words Assistant Chang, Cheng's parents and Cheng's mother looked over, and it was this person, Song Hui's suspected lover.

Now that the lovers are coming to the door, is it really not Ah Lin's fault this time!

It doesn't look better than their A Lin, so why did Song Hui abandon A Lin for her?

Cheng's father and Cheng's mother became more and more furious, and gave Chang Yuan a hard look, wishing to eat the flesh and blood of this bitch who ruined her daughter's marriage happiness.But the upper class has its own upper class qualities, and will not care about this kind of bitch woman.

Cheng's father pushed away Song's father and Song's mother who were standing in front of him, and angrily pulled his wife into his car, not forgetting to shout: "Let's go, your Song family will wait for me!"

Looking at the chaotic situation in front of her, Chang Yuan frowned and took a few steps back. She didn't care about their emotions, she just looked up into the villa, and her heart beat like a drum: They all came out, only Song Hui and Cheng Xionglin were inside. There are two people.

Lonely.

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Chapter 11

Seeing the Cheng family couple leave angrily, Song's father and Song's mother could only sigh, and looked back at Chang Yuan, who was obsessed with looking at the villa, and frowned. It was Song's father who spoke first: "Assistant Chang, you..."

After half a sentence, Song's father closed his mouth, knowing that Song Hui had already escaped from his control, so why should he go into this muddy water, he decisively dragged Song's mother and drove away.

Chang Yuan was left alone at the gate of the Song residence.

The Song House on Yisen Road is regarded as the ancestral house, but Song's father, Song House, moved to other places on his own initiative when Song Hui took over the Fenghua Group. Song Hui's methods can be seen.

It covers a large area, with a single family and a single courtyard, and the trees planted are also old, lush and lush, and are extremely ambiguous.

Because she doesn't like to be disturbed, the servant's residence is at the corner of the yard, with a faint light on. Chang Yuan is as erratic as that light. She knows that according to the habits of Song Hui and Cheng Xionglin, there should be only Cheng Xionglin and Song Hui are two people.

They had just finished a sumptuous family dinner. She and he, her parents and his parents, were talking and laughing at Yanyan, talking about those trivial but warm family affairs.

Chang Yuan supported the wall next to the villa's gate, curled her fingers, and inadvertently grabbed the fine sand and stones on it. The wall was not damaged at all, only Chang Yuan's fingertips leaked a little red.

She let go of her hand and habitually went to get the handkerchief on her cuff, only to find that the handkerchief had already been given away.

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Cheng Xionglin sat down opposite Song Hui, and there was at least two meters between them. With a smile on her face, she calmly took out Chang Yuan's handkerchief from her handbag, wiped the corners of her mouth carefully, and then opened her mouth thank.

Song Hui lowered his head and poured himself another glass of red wine, took a sip, and looked over: "Satisfied?"

Cheng Xionglin blinked, and replied: "Of course." Pausing for a while, he gently spread the handkerchief in his hand on the table and folded it slowly, "How do you plan to announce? I don't want to be chased by reporters when I go out."

"Publish the newspaper, limit the number of printed copies, and send it to several major companies in Ning City. Our unmarried marriage contract is oral. If you marry someone else in the future, others will not scold you. Are you satisfied?" Song Huihuang Shaking the red wine glass in his hand, the red wine lightly bumped against the glass wall, he squinted his eyes at the familiar handkerchief in Cheng Xionglin's hand, and casually mentioned, "Your handkerchief...is very pretty."

Hearing this, Cheng Xionglin shook off the folded handkerchief again, put it on the tip of his fingers and kneaded it gently as if he was kneading something, looked at the handkerchief with his eyes, but said something serious on his mouth: "It's an oral engagement, There are plenty of people who are serious about it. Forget it, as long as my parents know, I will be satisfied."

Song Hui cared more about the handkerchief, he took another sip of red wine, and continued to look at Cheng Xionglin.

Cheng Xionglin lowered his head and didn't look at him, but he clearly felt his glued eyes, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Song Hui, are you so interesting? If you like her, you don't say anything or do anything, and you even want to marry me This unwilling woman. Why? You still don't believe in love? Are you childish? Your mother was deceived by Uncle Song back then, and she didn't regret it when she died!"

The muscles on Song Hui's face stiffened. He didn't like others to mention his biological mother.

From his point of view, she was a poor fool who was fooled by love. He was deceived by Song Qi all his life and was still obsessed with it. He thought that the heartless man would come to marry her, but when he turned around, he found that Song Qi had married another lady from a great family.

Her stupidity brought her, and herself, a lifetime of trouble.

Bastard, heh, Song Hui sneered and drank the rest of the wine in the glass. Why is he an illegitimate son?

Cheng Xionglin saw that his brows had grown violent, and stopped appropriately, stood up and walked to Song Hui, and gently placed the handkerchief in front of Song Hui: "I will return this handkerchief to you, but if you If you don't cherish it, I don't guarantee that I will have a second or third dollar... After all, Assistant Chang is quite attractive, what do you think, Song Hui?"

Cheng Xionglin still had the iconic smile on his face, and the pity in his heart was suppressed deep in his heart. After all, Cheng Xionglin couldn't bear to snatch someone from Song Hui.

Song Hui put down his wine glass, put his palm on the handkerchief, and looked up at her with a frown: "It's just a handkerchief, Xiaoyuan is kind, she must have handed the handkerchief when you needed it, don't take it too seriously. Little Yuan will definitely not like you."

Having said that, Song Huifu's palm on the handkerchief was even harder.

Chang Yuan never borrowed her handkerchief, and he was lucky enough to be taken care of by her handkerchief only when he suffered a knife wound to his knee.

Cheng Xionglin laughed out loud, put his hand on Song Hui's shoulder, bent slightly, and continued to chuckle in Song Hui's ear: "Why? Do you want to try it?"

Song Hui felt a puff of breath in his throat, and he felt like being underestimated by Cheng Xionglin. Normally, he would definitely compete with Cheng Xionglin, but for the past three years, Chang Yuan has always treated her like this. Cheng Xionglin's attitude towards business affairs is different from Chang Yuan's.

Obviously, he wasn't 100% sure.

He shook his head, trying to get rid of Cheng Xionglin's ridicule, but Cheng Xionglin wanted to play tricks, grabbed a lock of hair from his temples, and threatened: "Don't move around, tomorrow is Monday, and you will become Song Bald I can't go to work."

Song Hui gritted his teeth, if not for the sake of friendship for many years, would Cheng Xionglin dare to break ground on his own head?

"Cheng Xionglin!"

Cheng Xionglin heard the voice squeezed out between his teeth, resentful, but it was the source of happiness today, and he couldn't help laughing out again.

"President!" The two were quarreling, when a voice that was so cold that it was a bit angry suddenly came from the door of the living room.

Cheng Xionglin turned his head to look, and it was Chang Yuan. Behind her was a large group of doctors and nurses in white coats. The only difference was that this time she opened the door with a key.

Cheng Xionglin's face was full of surprises, he turned around too abruptly, lost his footing, and fell into Song Hui's arms all of a sudden, and Song Hui who was sitting reflexively hugged her, the two looked at each other, Qi Qi turned his head and looked at Chang Yuan who was standing at the door with an expressionless face.

What's the matter with the feeling of being caught cheating?

Cheng Xionglin glanced at Song Hui reproachfully: Why do you have the key with her?

Song Hui squeezed his eyes: There is no way, she is his assistant.

"President!" Chang Yuan resisted the urge to rush up to take Cheng Xionglin back, and said to Song Hui in a blunt tone, "President, Dr. Chen said you need a physical examination."

They're still hugging each other like this! I'm so angry, but I can't show it.

Dr. Chen glanced at Assistant Chang in surprise, then turned his head to see the president and a strange woman hugging each other, and his best friend robbed Assistant Chang's crush on the president?

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