A contract, provoke a cold president

Huatianfu

At night, the black Rolls-Royce slowly drove into the huge courtyard, turned off the lights, Song Eryi opened the door, and walked into the brightly lit villa with steady and powerful steps.

In the living room, Song Qian, who was dressed in sexy blisters, stood up from the sofa with a smiling face, flung herself into his arms coquettishly, hooked his neck mischievously, and asked sweetly: "What about tonight's banquet?" its not bad, right?"

Song Eryi smiled softly with a little tiredness, pulled the tie at the neckline, and patted her waist lightly, signaling to let him go.

"not bad."

Song Qian looked at him all the way, picked up the water glass on the table, and when she drank it all, she leaned up to him and, like Sherlock Holmes, carefully looked through his shirt. When she saw that there was nothing wrong, she turned her face. rest assured.

"What?" He took off his suit jacket, threw it on the sofa, rolled up his sleeves, and asked softly.

"My husband is so handsome and rich in money. Of course I have to be careful, otherwise I will be lured away by some vixen at the banquet by accident." Song Qian put on his back with a smile, and said truthfully without any concealment. Come up with ideas.

Song Eryi shook his head helplessly, holding her hand, the scene on the dance floor came to mind.

It's been three years, and the greenness has faded away, and it seems to be more intellectual and beautiful than before, more like a charming little woman.

Her every move seemed to make him unable to leave his eyes now.

Seeing her dismissing wave after wave of men, she felt inexplicably happy. She wanted to walk towards her, but unexpectedly...she bumped into him.

"Er Yi, when will you convince Grandpa to get the certificate with me? It's been so long, and you haven't told me anything!"

After waiting for a long time, Song Qian, who had been intoxicated all the time, did not wait for a response, so she walked up to him, only to find that he was distracted.

Song Qian put on a straight face, wrapped her arms around her brother in anger and walked to the sofa, turning her face away angrily.

After Song Eryi came back to his senses and glanced at Song Qian who was angry, he felt dully that he seemed to have just heard a voice. As for what he said, he couldn't remember, so he walked away with slender legs. Went upstairs, and said calmly before leaving.

"I'm tired, I'm going to sleep first."

Bang, the moment she heard the door close, Song Qian grabbed the pillow on the sofa and threw it on the ground viciously.

It's been three years, because that old thing from the Song family has never allowed her to marry Song Eryi, so far she has lived a life without a name, yes... even if the whole Tokugawa knows that she is Song Eryi's woman, but After all, she is a woman without a name.

It's true that she is Mrs. Song, but she is not Mrs. Song recognized by law!

For so many years, not being able to get a marriage certificate with Song Eryi has always been her biggest heart disease. She knows how many people want to board Song Yier's boat, but she is not reconciled. Kill those women who have thoughts!

ding ding ding-

Song Eryi, who had just come out of the bath wearing a towel, heard the mobile phone on the boat vibrate non-stop. He wiped the water from his hair and answered the phone.

"Mr. Song, I have completed all the materials you asked me to investigate, and I will fax them to you later."

Click, the door was slowly opened. Hearing someone coming in, Song Eryi pursed his lips, hung up the phone in his hand calmly, then turned around, and said to Song Qian who had just walked in behind him: "You go to sleep first tonight, I'm still waiting for you." I have something to finish." After speaking, he pushed open the door without looking back, and walked into the study.

Song Qian bit her lip aggrievedly, trembling with anger, got into the quilt, the more she thought about it, the more tears flowed out.