Chapter 641 Revenge
"How is it, have you found it?"

The bodyguard lowered his voice and said: "Brother Chen, I found out that Zhang Xiaoshan is opposite our room, and I also saw that after Song Xi'er opened the room, she didn't live in it at all, but lived in Zhang Xiaoshan's room."

Song Chen said angrily, "I feel that something is wrong with these two men and women. As expected, Song Xi'er came here to look for him."

The bodyguard said: "Brother Chen, don't worry, listen to me, now they seem to have a little conflict, the two separated again, Zhang Xiaoshan is at [-], Song Xi'er is at [-], who shall we deal with first?"

Song Chen said: "Of course we have to deal with that bitch Song Xi'er first. If it wasn't for her, how would I have ended up where I am now? Have all the monitoring been turned off?"

The bodyguard said: "It's closed, and I stared at them and deleted all the videos of the previous hour. No one will know that we have been here tomorrow."

Song Chen said angrily, "It's useless to know, I just want to tease them today, go...follow me upstairs."

Fans in the live broadcast room have been staring at these people.

At this time Song Chen walked to a bright place, and the fans recognized him instantly.

(Fuck, is that Song Chen?
It must be him, I can tell, he hasn't changed his clothes.

The cliff is him, those are his clothes for the concert.

What are these guys doing here?
What can I do?It must be bad for the anchor.

Then notify the broadcaster immediately.

The problem is that we don’t know the anchor’s contact information.

I'm so anxious, does anyone know the anchor's contact information?Inform him immediately.

I went to watch his cousin's live broadcast, but it didn't start.

Now what?If they were going to kill someone, wouldn't the host be in danger?

People have already entered, time is running out.

Quickly check Song Xi'er's contact information and notify Song Xi'er. )
The customer service lady of Song Xier's company was yawning. After all, there were very few complaint calls in the middle of the night.

Suddenly the ringing of the phone on the table startled her, and she picked up the phone almost instinctively.

"Hello? Hello, this is..."

Before the little sister finished speaking, an anxious voice came directly from the opposite side.

"Do you have Song Xi'er's phone number? Tell her quickly, Song Chen has brought someone to call them."

"Ah? What did you say?"

"Is your boss Song Xi'er?"

"Our boss is not Song Xi'er..."

"Then what are you inking? A waste of time."

"But our boss is always Mr. Song..."

The young lady heard the beeping on the other side, obviously the other party didn't hear the second half of the sentence.

At the same time, the customer service of other companies also received similar calls, so all the customer service reported layer by layer, trying to inform Song Xi'er that she was in danger, but in this case, their method was obviously too slow.

In the distant Lantern Kingdom, Bai Yuzhu is sitting in a high-end cafe, next to a young man, gentle and elegant, with a gentlemanly demeanor.

"Yuzhu, we have been in contact for a long time. Now even the newspapers are promoting that we are a match made in heaven. What doubts do you have?"

Bai Yuzhu showed a faint smile, and at this moment her demeanor was that of a wise and indifferent old man.

"Although we have been together for almost half a year, I still feel that we are not suitable."

The other party smiled and said: "Yuzhu, what else do you need to know? Or what I didn't explain clearly? You can point it out at any time. I believe that love needs to be adjusted, and marriage is even more so. What do you think?"

Bai Yuzhu said: "I only met one man in my life, and when he was with me, he never mentioned money."

The young man smiled and said: "Yuzhu, I think you must have misunderstood. I am indeed helping my uncle manage the property, but I am not coveting the property of the Bai family. As for you saying that I always withdraw money, it may be due to my career. After all As a fund manager, what I deal with the most every day is money, and this is also one of my strengths that my uncle likes. Of course, if you don’t like it, I will try to restrain myself in front of you in the future.”

Just as Bai Yuzhu was about to say something, the phone rang.

"Sorry, I have a call, hello... hello, who is it?"

"Beauty Yuzhu, I'm a fan of Xiaoshan..."

It has been half a year, and Bai Yuzhu has not received a call from Zhang Xiaoshan. Although she expected Zhang Xiaoshan to call her, the wood really forgot her, and half a year later, the first one came from the other side. The call turned out to be from his fans.

There was a full three seconds of silence.

"Sorry, I don't know Xiaoshan."

"Beauty Yuzhu, it really is you. Fortunately, I remember correctly. You should call Xiao Shan now, someone is going to kill him."

Bai Yuzhu stood up abruptly, and her knee hit the table, causing her to inhale, but at this moment she didn't care so much, and hurriedly asked the other party.

"What did you say? What's going on?"

"Miss Yuzhu, it's too late, you should call him quickly, the person who killed him has already entered the building, and it is estimated that they will be at his door by now, I have seen that those people still have guns in their hands."

"Then have you called the police? Hurry up and call the police." Bai Yuzhu said anxiously.

"The police have been called. You should call Xiao Shan now and tell him to block the room."

At this moment, Bai Yuzhu didn't care how the other party knew her phone number, so she hung up the phone hastily and began to press numbers.

"Yuzhu, what's going on?" the young man asked.

Bai Yuzhu said, "It's none of your business."

After pressing the number, Bai Yuzhu hurriedly dialed it.

Fortunately, the phone was connected, but no one answered the other side...

Song Xi'er was actually tired, but the more she thought about it when she returned to the room, the more angry she became, and she couldn't fall asleep at all.

"Damn Zhang Xiaoshan, who do you think you are? Like everyone depends on him, narcissistic, arrogant, arrogant, without you Zhang Xiaoshan, Song Xier and I can still live well, I am so mad. Good intentions Treat it as donkey liver and lung."

"Hmph, I'll go home tomorrow, and don't see anyone in the future."

After saying this, Song Xi'er suddenly felt that it would be dawn in two hours, why are you still staying in the hotel?Isn't the big bed in your own villa uncomfortable?

As soon as she said she would leave, Song Xi'er packed her things directly, left the room and walked towards the elevator.

While waiting for the elevator, Song Xi'er glanced aside, curious.

"It's really strange that there are still people staying in the hotel in the second half of the night."

The elevator door opened, Song Xi'er walked in and went downstairs.

After the door of the next elevator closed and descended, the door of the elevator next door opened, and Song Chen walked out with three bodyguards.

A few people glanced at the descending elevator, and didn't care. If it was going down the ninth floor, they needed to think about it, or have someone check it out. There was absolutely no need for it going down the fifteenth floor, and Song Xier didn't live on the fifteenth floor.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like