I'm finally divorced

Song Qingzhou stayed in Song's garden for a while. The gardener was watering the flowers. Song Qingzhou asked some questions about flowers.

All the flowering methods he knows are found on the Internet, and the gardener has more practical experience.

"Thank you, then I'll go first."

The young man's face is exquisite and beautiful, his black and white eyes look at the aura, and when he smiles, he is full of water. He is more delicate and charming than the flowers in this garden, so beautiful that people like him.

The gardener also smiled at him and said, "It's okay, young master, go slowly."

Song Qingzhou left from the garden, but when he entered the house, he saw Mr. Song and He Zhun coming from the entrance. The old man was smiling all the time.

Song Qingzhou only felt hypocrisy.

Song Cheng and Song Yiming are preparing for the wedding, and now they are busy and gone, Song Jiali also left as a bridesmaid.

Song Qingzhou frowned, and wanted to go back to the room, but Mr. Song suddenly stopped him and said, "Xiaohe said that he likes your song very much, come over and talk to him."

Song Qingzhou looked indifferent and went upstairs without responding.

"This kid doesn't know the rules, so don't be offended."

He Zhun narrowed his slender eyes slightly, and said, "Of course, he has a very cute temper."

Old Man Song and He Zhun chatted on the sofa for a while, and not long after, he received a call from Song Jiali, saying that he was here to pick out clothes and asked the old man to come.

"Xiaohe, I have something to do here..."

"It's okay, I can communicate with your little grandson."

Mr. Song didn't think too much, "Yes, I'll call him down now."

He called his aunt to call Song Qingzhou down. Song Qingzhou in the room was lying on the bed chatting with Xie Xun, when he heard a knock on the door outside, he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Young master, Mr. Song is going out now, and he asked you to go down to accompany the guests."

what?

Song Qingzhou's heart suddenly rang out, and he got out of bed and locked the door, saying: "Don't go."

Auntie responded, and then went downstairs to tell Mr. Song the exact words.

Mr. Song was so angry with him that he said, "Bring him the key to that room, and I'll invite him in person."

Song Qingzhou sent a message to Xie Xun saying that He Zhun always went to Song's house these two days, and Xie Xun immediately called him.

"Zhou Zhou, where are you now?"

"In the room, everyone has gone out, only the old man is there, but he will go out later."

"I'll come pick you up right away."

He Zhun is a lunatic, he even dared to take people away in full view, not to mention there was no one in the Song family, Xie Xun didn't dare to leave Song Qingzhou alone.

The handle of his door was turned suddenly, Song Qingzhou turned his head, and the door was opened soon, standing at the door was Mr. Song holding the key, and He Zhun, he looked at Song Qingzhou with a half-smile, interested full.

Song Qingzhou frowned and said, "Do you believe that I will smash all the antiques in your collection later?"

Mr. Song was suddenly furious.

He is like a grandfather.

"And you, He Zhun, are you out of your mind?"

There was a hint of a smile on He Zhun's blood-red lips, and he looked straight at him, looking a little sinister, "I just wanted to apologize to you, why get angry, I didn't do anything to you."

Elder Song at the side was a little confused, and asked He Zhun, "Xiao He, do you know each other?"

"To be honest, He is pursuing him, but because he couldn't add his contact information, he had to make a bad move. The last meeting was a little unpleasant, so I want to apologize."

From Mr. Song's point of view, He Zhun is polite and sensible, but Song Qingzhou is willful and reckless. Of course, he believes He Zhun's words more. The last time he met Song Qingzhou, he must have played a small temper.

"So that's the case." Mr. Song nodded clearly. He looked at Song Qingzhou displeased and said, "Don't be petty. Since you know each other, you should talk to him."

Mr. Song and Song Yiming deserved to be father and son, they are both wonderful.

"Why, Zhou Zhou is still blaming me for hurting you last time?"

Mr. Song's expression changed again and again. Did Song Qingzhou find someone else as soon as he divorced Xie Xun?

"Nonsense." Song Qingzhou's face flushed with anger.

He Zhun said with a little regret: "Well then, it seems that you haven't forgiven me yet, let's meet again next time."

Mr. Song said quickly: "He just likes to play petty temper."

He Zhun said politely: "It's okay, let me take you to Miss Song's side first."

Mr. Song said hello, and before leaving, he gave Song Qingzhou a look.

They closed it as soon as they left Song Qingzhou. Here, Xie Xun hadn't hung up the phone yet, so he heard clearly what he just said.

He has imagined the cold treatment Song Qingzhou received these days. Although Song Qingzhou always shared with him on the phone what he did yesterday and what he did today, he never said the attitude of the Song family towards him.

"Zhouzhou, I'll take you home."

"Then I'll wait for you outside later."

"Be careful."

"Ah."

Song Qingzhou was afraid that he would be distracted while driving, so he hung up the phone.

He watched He Zhun's car leave from the window sill, but there was still a black car parked on the side of the road, and he didn't know whose it was.

Song Qingzhou stared at the car for a long time, but found nothing.

He thought maybe it belonged to the Song family.

He went back to his room and started to pack his things. In order to cause trouble for Mr. Song, he really planned to throw the antiques in his room.

Just as he was thinking, there was a sound of going upstairs suddenly, as if there was more than one person.

Song Qingzhou frowned slightly, feeling an ominous premonition in her heart.

The door was opened suddenly, and two strange men broke in. Song Qingzhou was unprepared, and subconsciously stepped back a few steps. A man rushed up and covered his mouth with a cloth with great strength. Instead, he grabbed his hands and pressed them back so that he couldn't move.

Song Qingzhou struggled for a while, and was a little dizzy from being covered, and gradually lost consciousness.

He Zhun, who was driving, couldn't help but curled up his lips when he heard the voice from the Bluetooth headset, and the smile in his eyes was wicked.

Finally got it.

When Xie Xun came, the door of Song's house was opened. He called Song Qingzhou several times, but he didn't answer.

There was no one in the house, it was deserted.

Xie Xun went upstairs slowly, and found Song Qingzhou's room following the ringtone. His mobile phone was on the bed, the screen was on, and the clothes in the small suitcase were only half packed.

Xie Xun's brows suddenly furrowed deeply, and a layer of frost slowly covered his face.

Hey, sure.

[Song Jiali: Young Master He, did you succeed? ]

[He Zhun: Thank you Miss Song for your help. ]

[Song Jiali: It's an honor to help you. ]

Song Jiali deliberately dismissed Mr. Song, and after he left, she called the people in the house and dismissed them too.

She had given He Zhun a key to the house earlier, so He Zhun's people could easily enter Song's house.

He Zhun is a bit crazy, he doesn't care about anything if he can achieve his goal.

When Song Qingzhou woke up, it was dark around him. He didn't know where he was, and he couldn't exert himself all over his body.

With some difficulty, he stretched out his hand and touched the Meow Miao wearing around his neck. Xie Xun said that it was equipped with a positioning system, so he could find him quickly.

In order to prevent being discovered, Song Qingzhou completely shut down Miaomiao.

There was a sound of slow footsteps, and then the door was pushed open. Through the light of the door, Song Qingzhou saw a tall figure.

With a 'pop', the switch on the wall was pressed, and the whole room was bright as day, and Song Qingzhou could see where it was.

This is the small attic that He Zhun dragged him up to.

He is at the He family.

"Are you awake?" He closed the door, his naked eyes fell on him.

"Take a closer look and see if it's different here? I made it for you, do you like it?"

Song Qingzhou closed her eyes and didn't look at them at all.

His chin was pinched suddenly, and it hurt so much. Song Qingzhou opened his eyes and saw He Zhun's slightly sickly smile.

Seeing that he had opened his eyes, He Zhun let go, stroking his cheeks with his slender fingers, he was lying on the side of the bed, a bit like a dog, his eyes seemed to be staring at a delicious bone.

He Zhun must be sick.

Song Qingzhou thought.

"Why don't you speak?"

He Zhun's fingers slowly reached down and slid down to Song Qingzhou's throat. Suddenly, his eyes became a little deeper, and he pulled down Song Qingzhou's clothes at the neckline, and then saw clearly the ambiguous marks on his collarbone.

"What, you did it with Brother Xun?"

"Is his technique good? Did you cry?"

"You must cry, after all, you look impatient..."

"Are you sick?" Song Qingzhou couldn't help interrupting him.

He Zhun smiled instead of anger, "My skills are better than his, do you want to try tonight, baby."

"Don't touch me, or I'll die for you."

"I heard that you once jumped off the building." He Zhun rubbed his cheeks and said, "It's a pity that I don't have a window here for you to jump."

Song Qingzhou didn't want to look at his face, so she turned her head away.

"Baby, if you don't talk, I have to deal with business." He Zhun spoke next to his ear, and bit the tip of his ear deliberately.

Song Qingzhou frowned and said, "What did you arrest me for?"

"Of course it depends on Brother Xun's reaction."

Song Qingzhou had a guess in his heart that he couldn't believe. Could it be that the mad dog He Zhun likes Xie Xun?

In order to get Xie Xun's attention, why do you always do things that deserve a beating?

His gaze changed.

"Baby, what do you mean?"

"You like Xie Xun."

He Zhun smiled deeply, "Guess again."

Song Qingzhou thought for a while, then said: "Then you like Ye Ran, because Ye Ran likes Xie Xun, so you have to fight Xie Xun."

"continue."

"You have a problem with Xie Xun."

He Zhun played with his beautiful fingers one by one, his eyebrows raised slightly, and said, "Is there anything else?"

Song Qingzhou wanted to take his hand back, but his strength hadn't recovered yet.

He had guessed everything he could think of.

Song Qingzhou didn't know anything about He Zhun. The system only told him that Xie Xun had a white moonlight Ye Ran in his heart. He was just Xie Xun's cannon fodder wife. He didn't know who else had plots.

Song Qingzhou pursed her lips and said, "I don't know."

He Zhun chuckled, "You're so cute, I hope it's the same on the bed." He kissed the young man's beautiful fingers, his delicate and smooth skin is hard to put down.

"Wait, I have something to say."

"Tell me later on the bed."

He covered Song Qingzhou's mouth, stretched out his hand and slowly unbuttoned Song Qingzhou's white lining.

Song Qingzhou's eyes widened, and he could only make a humming sound.

He looked at Song Qingzhou with a morbid obsession in his eyes. It would be great if Song Qingzhou's drug effect faded a little longer. He must be more beautiful when struggling, but he couldn't wait.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and He Zhun frowned displeasedly, "Who?"

"Master, the old man wants to see you."

There was a hint of sternness in his eyes, and he said, "Let him go."

"He said that if you don't go down, he will come up."

get in the way.

"Understood, you go down first."

"Don't try to escape." He Zhun stood up suddenly, touched an iron chain from the edge of the bed, then held Song Qingzhou's ankle, and locked it with a snap.

"The people here won't help you, and it's useless if you call." Before leaving, He Zhun specially reminded him.

Song Qingzhou scolded him for being crazy.