Quick Travel: Three Thousand Worlds Are Just Playthings

"I have it in my office, let's go upstairs first!"

Song Dongyan had already looked at Song Bojian. Except for a bruise on his face, everything else was fine, so he didn't suggest going to the hospital.

Shi Miao and his group were about to go upstairs when Song Yehuai walked out of the elevator with a cold face.

"Uncle." Song Pojian straightened his body immediately and took the initiative to call someone.

Song Yehuai glanced at the messy hall and looked at Song Bojian again. After making sure that no one was there, he whispered back:

"Well, come to the office with me."

"Okay, uncle."

After replying, Song Pojian remembered that he had forgotten to introduce Shi Miao, so he had to whisper in Shi Miao's ear:

"Miaomiao, this is my brother-in-law Song Yehuai. I will formally introduce you when we go upstairs."

"it is good."

The five people got on the elevator together, Song Yehuai was at the innermost, Shi Miao and Song Bojian were in the middle, and Song Dongyan and Sister Lan were at the outermost.

Song Bojian and Song Dongyan seemed to be quite afraid of Song Yehuai, which made Shi Miao very curious about Song Yehuai.

While getting on the elevator, Shi Miao secretly glanced at Song Yehuai several times, but luckily she wasn't noticed.

The elevator rose slowly. Song Bojian standing next to Shi Miao and Song Dongyan standing in front of him seemed to be very nervous, standing straight.

The elevator car was so quiet that you could hear breathing, which made Shi Miao, who was standing in the middle of the elevator, even more curious about Song Yehuai's identity.

In order to satisfy his curiosity in advance, Shi Miao woke up 099 who was sleeping soundly in the space:

"099, please quickly find out who this Song Yehuai is? Is he the illegitimate son of Mr. Song?"

It's not surprising that Shi Miao thought wrong, the main reason was that Song Yehuai looked too young. Judging from his appearance, he was probably a few years older than Song Bojian.

"What on earth is going on? Could it be that I made the wrong target?"

The sharp explosion of 099 sounded in Shi Miao's mind, startling Shi Miao.

Thanks to Shi Miao's strong psychological quality, he didn't lose his composure on the spot.

"099, do you want to die? Huh?"

Shi Miao roared at 099 in his heart.

099 knew that he was in the wrong and did not dare to fight back: "Host, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I was just too shocked."

Shi Miao thought about what 099 just said about getting the wrong target, and asked dissatisfiedly:

"What's going on? Don't tell me, are you really wrong?"

"Host, I didn't mean it, and I didn't expect that Song Bojian and Song Yehuai's luck would come from the same source!"

099 defended himself with an aggrieved look. How could anyone be willing to give something as precious as luck to others?

"Come from the same origin? Do you mean that Song Bojian is not a person with great fortune?

Is it Song Yehuai who is truly blessed with great fortune?And it was he who gave his luck to Song Bojian? "

A question ran through Shi Miao's mind, what on earth is going on in this small world?

"Yes, host, I will pass on Song Yehuai's information to you. You will understand after you take a look."

After 099 said that, he stuffed Song Yehuai's information into Shi Miao's mind.

Before Shi Miao could take a closer look, 099 suddenly said to Shi Miao: "Host, be careful!"

Before Shi Miao could react, he was hit by the unconscious Song Yehuai. In panic, Shi Miao had no choice but to reach out and hug Song Yehuai.

Song Yehuai didn't look fat, but he wasn't light either. The thing happened so suddenly that Song Bojian and the others didn't react.

Shi Miao was hit by Song Yehuai and staggered. Due to the inertia, she directly hugged the person and sat on the ground.

Song Bojian and Song Dongyan looked at Shi Miao's intact appearance, first surprised and then in disbelief.

Song Bojian, who had regained consciousness, hurried over to help Shi Miao and let her stand up with her body supported.

"Miaomiao, does your hand hurt? Does your body feel uncomfortable?"

Shi Miao didn't know why: "It doesn't hurt! I don't feel uncomfortable on my body, but your uncle is really heavy! Brother Dongyan, please help help Ajian and his uncle up first."

Song Dongyan did not stand still and looked at Shi Miao with wide eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

Sister Lan wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by Song Dongyan, who kept staring at Shi Miao.

Shi Miao was confused and looked at Song Dongyan and asked, "Brother Dongyan, what are you doing? Come and help! I can't hold myself up anymore."

For Shi Miao, Song Yehuai's weight is indeed not light. If he doesn't throw the person to the ground now, he is just gritting his teeth and holding on.

"Miaomiao, it's not that Brother Dongyan doesn't want to help, it's that Brother Dongyan and I can't meet my uncle.

As soon as we touch the uncle's body, our hands will start to hurt, and then the whole body will feel uncomfortable. In severe cases, the skin will split directly. "

Seeing that Shi Miao was obviously angry, Song Bojian hurriedly explained.

"No way? Are you making up a story?"

Sister Lan felt as if she was listening to lies and was full of doubts.

Song Dongyan looked at Shi Miao and Sister Lan who were obviously in disbelief, and said helplessly:

"What A-Jian just said is true. I stopped Sister Lan because I was afraid that Sister Lan would get hurt."

Shi Miao couldn't hold on any longer, so she hugged the unconscious Song Yehuai and sat down on the ground:

"He's too heavy. I can't carry him anymore. Please think of a way!"

Sister Lan looked at Song Bojian and Song Bojian who didn't look like they were lying, and asked with a headache:

"Then what should you do now? You can't just leave the person here, right? What happened to his sudden coma?"

"I don't know what to do anymore? This situation rarely happens again after my uncle turns 20."

Song Bojian looked at Song Yehuai, who was sleeping in Shi Miao's arms, with a look of confusion on his face.

Sister Lan was a little confused: "Then how did you deal with the situation when your uncle fainted before?"

"Wait until uncle wakes up by himself."

Song Dongyan looked at the unconscious Song Yehuai and replied in frustration.

At this time, Song Bojian, who was squatting next to Shi Miao, suddenly stretched out his hand to help Song Yehuai, but Song Dongyan stopped him in time:

"Jian, what are you going to do?"

"Miaomiao is just too sick to sit on the ground all the time, and I don't know when my uncle will wake up. We can't let him lie on the ground all the time, right?"

Song Dongyan thought about it for a moment, looked at Song Bojian and said, "No, Ajian, you can't get hurt, let me do it!"

"Then you can be hurt? I am less hurt when I touch my uncle than you are, so it is most appropriate for me to come."

"No, I'll come."

"I said I would come."

While Song Bojian and Song Dongyan were arguing endlessly, Shi Miao shouted impatiently at the two of them:

"You two, stop arguing, Brother Dongyan. There must be one of those office chairs with wheels in Song Yehuai's office. You can help me push one."

Song Dongyan immediately understood what Shi Miao was going to do.He immediately agreed: "Okay, I'll go right away."