Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

Song Qingtian looked at him for a while, then suddenly she bent her eyes and smiled. She stretched out her hand, clasped his fingers tightly, and said with a smile: "Then we will wait for each other and never separate."

At this time, Song Qingtian still can't realize how far forever is.In this world, not everyone can go forever.Just like you can never guess what men are thinking.

Not long after, Song Qingtian's most hated aunt's family also came.Liu Huiru didn't know how proud she was when she got off the BMW of Wang's son-in-law.Walking in front, with neck held high, swaggering, as if walking a red carpet.

Probably after seeing Shen Xiangzhi's Maybach and Song Xiaoyu's boyfriend driving a BMW, everyone didn't think it was anything unusual.They chatted about their own things, but they were happy, no one talked to Liu Huiru's family at all.

Song Xiaoyu came here with her boyfriend on her arm, and felt a little strange. When they went back to their hometown last time, these poor relatives didn't have the attitude they have now!Why is there no reaction at all today?

Song Xiaoyu's mood suddenly sank to the extreme, she originally thought about showing off in front of Song Qingtian today, how could she know that these poor relatives would not cooperate at all!Totally ruined her plans!

Song Xiaoyu was sulking in her heart and didn't notice that her boyfriend's gaze had already drifted to Song Qingtian's face.If it wasn't for the murderous glare from the man beside her, he would really be reluctant to look away.

That woman was much more beautiful than Song Xiaoyu beside him.

Just as he was thinking about it, Song Xiaoyu suddenly tugged at him, and said with charming eyes: "Honey, why don't you hurry up and take out the gift you prepared for uncle."

Wang Youlin just remembered, patted his head, and said: "Look at me, I forgot the business, I'm in the car, I'll take it now, I'll take it here." He said and turned back to the car, "I Drive the car to the garage first, and it will be up in a while." He said, and then drove the car to the garage.

After parking the car and getting out of the car, Wang Youlin found a top-end Maybach luxury car in the garage.Low-key yet extravagant.It was worth his eyes. He really didn't expect such a luxury car to exist in this dilapidated county town.

He circled the luxury car several times, and finally couldn't help reaching out to touch it. Unexpectedly, as soon as his finger touched it, the alarm was triggered, which made him fall to the ground in fright.

The alarm was still ringing, and Wang Youlin was afraid that the owner of the car would find him later, so he ran away like hell.After all, his father opened a small factory, but he couldn't afford to offend such a real wealthy family.In Wang Youlin's mind, those who can afford to drive a Maybach are simply the richest of the rich, and that is the real upper class.

When he ran to the restaurant with the gift, his emotions had already calmed down.When he walked to Song Xiaoyu's side, he whispered: "I saw a top-spec Maybach in the garage just now, damn it, don't be too arrogant!"

His voice was not loud, but he was heard by Song Qingtian who was standing not far away. She couldn't help but chuckle, causing Song Xiaoyu to turn his head sideways and stare at her with a frown.

Song Qingtian stared back bluntly.The relationship between her and Song Xiaoyu has been very bad since she was a child, and it has been a long time since she and Song Xiaoyu have seen each other. This is the first confrontation in recent days.The two stared at each other, neither letting the other go.

However, Song Xiaoyu was quickly attracted by the man beside Song Qingtian.The moment she saw Shen Xiangzhi, her eyes lit up.

She never knew that there was such a man as handsome as a god in this world.So handsome you can't breathe!

She was in a nympho, when Song Qingtian suddenly hugged Shen Xiangzhi's arm and stared at Song Xiaoyu, as if silently declaring her sovereignty.

Song Xiaoyu was startled, her hands clenched tightly into fists.