Peach Fortune Ring

Song Yan could hear the sinister intentions in the words of the man in Tsing Yi. Obviously, he wanted to push him to the opposite side of the group.

But is Song Yan really afraid of making enemies with these people?The answer, of course, is not to be afraid.

But he didn't want to be tricked by a small person, so he said: "I really look down on a scheming villain like you, besides, you are you, and you are not qualified to represent others, so put away your dirty mind , really thought other people would be as stupid as you!"

Originally, several people were aroused to hate Song Yan by the words of the man in Tsing Yi, but after hearing Song Yan point out the other party's intentions, they suddenly realized that they were almost used as a gun, and hated the man in Tsing Yi instead.

The man in Tsing Yi was furious, and roared: "You bastard, don't pour dirty water on me. If we have the ability, we will use two tricks. I would like to see if the person who advances by bye has real ability!"

"Brother Li, did you hear a strange voice?" Song Yan ignored the other party and asked Li Muyang with a smile instead.

Li Muyang, who was asked, couldn't help being taken aback, then smiled and asked, "What strange sound?"

"Of course it's the sound of a dog barking."

Hearing Song Yan's words, Li Muyang couldn't help but glance at the man in Tsing Yi.

This look made the man in Tsing Yi so angry that he shouted "You are looking for death", and then slapped Song Yan on the head with his palm.

"Brother Song, be careful!" Li Muyang's expression changed, and he reminded loudly.

"It's okay!"

Song Yan smiled at Li Muyang and slapped him casually.

"boom!"

The man in Tsing Yi who had just rushed forward was slapped by him and flew out of the hall.

Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded.

Isn't he consummation the day after tomorrow?How could a man in Tsing Yi who was in the same realm be sent flying with a single slap?

The man in Tsing Yi who was sent outside the hall got up from the ground, his face turned livid, he rushed in and attacked Song Yan again.

"boom!"

Another extremely casual slap.

The man in Tsing Yi turned into a trapeze man and was photographed flying out of the hall at an even faster speed.

"This……?"

If the reason for the man in Tsing Yi's carelessness was the first time, but what about the second time?

For a moment, everyone looked at Song Yan differently, a little more dignified and suspicious.

The man in Tsing Yi got up from the ground and looked at Song Yan resentfully. In the end, he still didn't rush in again. He shouted at Song Yan: "I remember you, little bastard named Song. One day, I will Will tear you to pieces!"

As soon as the words fell, the other party spread out his posture and ran to the outside of Zhu's mansion, obviously he had no face to stay here anymore.

Song Yan didn't take the threat from the man in Tsing Yi to heart, but after that, the others enthusiastically came up to toast with Song Yan.

After drinking for three rounds, Zhu Yiren appeared and drank a glass of wine with everyone, which made the nine people excited inexplicably, almost uncontrollable, as if they had taken a stimulant.

When leaving, Zhu Yi Renda took a meaningful look at Song Yan.

After the banquet, everyone was led by the maid to the new residence.

The room was elegantly furnished, and the maid who brought them did not leave, but stayed outside the door to wait for orders.

But Song Yan found out something suspicious, these maids were all congenital double masters, they were here to command them, rather they were here to monitor them.

However, Song Yan didn't care, went back to the room and fell asleep directly.

The next morning.

After Song Yan got up, only the servant girl brought the washing utensils, and then brought breakfast.

After eating, Song Yan moved his body on the open space outside the house.

About two hours later, one of Zhu Yiren's personal maids arrived and said in a cold tone, "Mr. Song, my lady is here to invite you."

"Okay." Song Yan nodded, but secretly thought in his heart, I'm afraid this time the mystery will be revealed.

After passing through several corridors, under the guidance of Zhu Yiren's personal maid, Song Yan came to a loft.

"Miss is on the second floor, hurry up!"

The personal servant girl stopped outside the attic and said coldly, with a hint of urging in her tone.

"Okay!"

Song Yan responded, stepped into the attic, and then stepped on the stairs to the second floor unhurriedly.

As soon as he stepped onto the second floor, he smelled a faint fragrance, and for a moment, the corners of his mouth became a little playful.

The second floor is divided into two by a hanging curtain. On the other side of the hanging curtain, a graceful figure looms. If you guessed correctly, it is Zhu Yiren.

"Is Mr. Song here?"

Zhu Yiren's voice was still soft, with a unique hoarseness.

"It's right here." Song Yan responded.

"Also invite Mr. Song to come in."

"it is good."

Song Yan stretched out his hand to push aside the hanging curtain and walked in, but saw Zhu Yiren sitting with his back facing him. At this moment, she was only covered with a layer of light gauze, and she could faintly see her beautiful body, most of her fragrant shoulders were exposed. White and delicate, it makes the mouth dry.

At this moment, Zhu Yiren stood up slowly, and the veil on her body also slipped off, and the next moment, she slowly turned her body, exposing the front to Song Yan's eyes.

"Master Song, am I beautiful?"

Zhu Yiren's voice was full of charm, as if he wanted to seduce people's souls away.

According to Zhu Yiren's script, Song Yan should show an obsessive expression and say loudly that you are so beautiful.

However, Song Yan did not follow her script, but said: "Miss Zhu, are you cold?"

[Author's digression]: Thanks to [Q Xiaofeng] [Mu Xiaoxue] for their rewards.

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Chapter 457 Don't You Take Me Seriously?