The devil bullies the upper body: baby, you are so sweet

Chapter 474 Shen Yan, I really want to know, what price do you want me to pay?

Chapter 474 Shen Yan, I really want to know, what price do you want me to pay?
"beep."

"beep."

"beep."

The phone rang, lying on the bed, hugging the pillow, the empty, lonely and cold Shen Yan stretched out his hand like lightning, picked up the phone, and after seeing the caller clearly, his smile froze instantly——

"Hello, Uncle Chen, what's the matter?"

Uncle Chen on the other end of the phone touched the cold sweat on his forehead, feeling that his young master was not in a good mood. Thinking of what he was about to say, the sweat on his forehead became more cheerful.

"... Cough, cough, master, there is something that I think I need to tell you."

"What's the matter? Tell me." Too lazy to talk nonsense Yan.

Looking at the email that was just opened on the computer screen, Uncle Chen said in a deep voice, "Master, Song Ying bought a house in Dawang District where you and Miss Song Yu lived."

Song Ying?

Realizing who it was, Shen Yan suddenly clenched his fists, his veins bulging, gloomy and bloodthirsty, "Song Ying? Bought a house in Dawang District? She dares to buy a house in Dawang District? She's not afraid of living here and losing her life ?”

Through the screen of the mobile phone, he could feel his young master's killing intent. Uncle Chen quickly put out the fire and said, "Master, control, control, if Miss Song Yu knows your thoughts...she will be scared."

"...Shut up!" Shen Yan, who was caught in a weak spot, said bitterly.

"Uncle Chen, I said, keep an eye on Song Ying's every move, but why didn't you call me until Song Ying bought a house in Dawang District? Are you really... keeping an eye on Song Ying?"

Uncle Chen couldn't refute Shen Yan's accusation.

"Master, I'm sorry, it's my negligence," Uncle Chen was very annoyed, "I sent someone to keep an eye on Song Ying, but this afternoon, Song Ying had someone pretend to be herself, but she sneaked into the sales department of Dawang District, I bought a house with all the money, and all the purchase procedures are complete, as if all of this...has been planned long ago and can only be carried out."

Shen Yan sneered, "Song Ying, underage, complicated and cumbersome house purchase procedures... under my nose, do you really think I can't do anything about her?"

"Uncle Chen, I don't care what method you use to take back the apartment that was sold to Song Ying. I will not allow Song Ying to live in the Dawang District, and I will not allow her to appear in front of Aunt Xu and Xiaoyu and pollute their sight!"

"...Okay, young master." Naturally, he had to make up for his own negligence, and Uncle Chen's eyes flashed coldly.

……

"beep."

"beep."

"beep."

The cell phone rang again, and Shen Yan, who was sleeping, squinted his eyes, took out the cell phone from under the quilt, and put it in front of his eyes, the number was unknown, it wasn't Xiao Yu, so hang up!

"beep."

"beep."

"beep."

I really want to mute the sound, I really want to turn off the phone, but I can’t, in case my little fish calls——

The magic sound pierced his ears, and Shen Yan grabbed the phone fiercely, connected it, and cursed, "Who is it? Will you let me sleep at night?! Believe it or not, I will beat you to death!"

"...Shen Yan, hello." An unfamiliar voice said.

"Who?" Shen Yan frowned, and said coldly, "How do you know my name? I don't know why, but hearing your voice, my hands itch and I always want to beat you!"

A chuckle spread into Shen Yan's ears through the phone screen, and an annoying voice sounded——

"Shen Yan, hello, let me introduce myself. I'm Song Ying. I'm the client who bought a house in Dawang District under Shen's this afternoon, but you broke the contract for no reason. I'm also... Song Yu's sister."

words fell,

Dead silence.

"Shen Yan, are you there?"

The evil spirit was blowing out, the temperature in the room had reached freezing point, Shu Luo Yan's voice was hoarse, cold, and full of blood, "Song Ying, you are looking for death!"

"Are you looking for death?" The death-defying voice continued, "Don't be so angry, anyway, Song Yu is my sister, this is a fact, you can't erase it."

fact?

Can't erase?

Shen Yan laughed frivolously and domineeringly, "What? A few days ago, Master Xu announced Xiaoyu's identity. Your father who is hiding abroad... sent you back to China to talk about the limelight?"

"Let me guess, knowing that Master Xu, Aunt Xu, and Xiaoyu won't welcome you, why did you appear in front of Xiaoyu unscrupulously? Could it be... there is some ulterior secret?"

On the other side of the phone screen, the sound of breathing was almost audible. Finally, Song Ying seemed to be admiring, but seemed disappointed, "Shen Yan, you are really smart."

clever?

Shu Luo Yan said coldly, "Song Ying, I'm warning you, before Aunt Xu and Xiaoyu don't recognize you, get the hell out of here and go back to America, or...I'll make you pay a heavy price."

"The price?" Song Ying's body trembled slightly, she gritted her molars, "Shen Yan, I really want to know, what price do you want me to pay?"

dark night,

Shen Yan, who was integrated into the darkness, lightly curled the corners of his mouth, and said calmly, "Although most of the Song family's business is abroad, as far as I know, the Song family is currently negotiating with the empire on a project worth tens of billions. What do you say?" , if I mess up the project, will Song's vitality be seriously injured?"

"...Shen Yan, you!" Song Ying panicked.

Snapped!
After hanging up the phone and throwing away the cell phone, Shen Yan lay on the bed, staring at the bright moonlight outside the window for a long time.

There are always people who want to hurt the little fish that they love so much, they really... court death!
The sun, arbitrarily crowding out the moon, the day, descends—

"Shen Yan, wake up."

"Brother Xiaoyan, the sun is drying your ass."

Um?Shen Yan, who didn't sleep until dawn, was thinking dizzily, why did he seem to hear Xiaoyu's voice?One second, two seconds, three seconds—

Sleeping Yan suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the smiling Song Yu, in a daze.

Poking at the cheek of the ignorant Yan, Song Yu frowned lightly, and said, "What? Stupid? I'm so happy to see me? Can't believe it's real?"

"...Why are you here?!" Shen Yan, who came to his senses, grabbed the thin quilt at the speed of light and wrapped himself tightly.

"..." Song Yu, with three rows of black lines above his head, looked at his well-guarded boyfriend speechlessly, and said flatly, "First of all, your fingerprint lock has my fingerprint recorded, so I can enter your house." The door; secondly, through my relationship with you, I know that you wear pajamas when you sleep and never sleep, so I can enter your house boldly."

After a pause, Song Yu smiled obscenely, winked at Shen Yan, and said ambiguously, "I've seen your naked body a long time ago, are you shy?"

Seeing danger flashing across Shen Yan's eyes, Song Yu backed away quickly and ran out of the room, "I'll go out first, hurry up, I'll wait for you on the sofa, after packing up, we'll go out and start a date trip!"

Shen Yan, who was molested early in the morning, tried his best to suppress the urge to drag Song Yu back, press him on the bed, and ruthlessly ravage him. Looking at the door that was thrown by Song Yu, Shen Yan was the first to say goodbye to him. My own insistence creates doubts:
Are you an honest gentleman?

Shouldn't he teach the little fish jumping on his head a little lesson?

 When I went backstage yesterday, there was a bug, and I couldn't log in. It was 6 minutes away, and I couldn't get the perfect attendance award. It really scared me to death!

  Fortunately, at the last minute, it was done.

  PS: Well, when I was writing about the flirting between the male and female protagonists, I couldn’t help showing my aunt’s smile. When I returned to reality, I felt heartbroken, because...in real life, there is no such perfect boyfriend as the male protagonist. The relationship between a man and a woman is really... so complicated that it is not too common to scold and tear each other.

  I don't want to fall in love anymore, work hard to make money, work hard to live, and then... write a flirty hero, my goal in life, come on!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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