The heartthrob green tea took the revenge abuse script

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Kang Bainan clenched his teeth and smiled eagerly on his face: "When will you move out? I'm already looking for a house for you. It's close to the business district, so it's convenient."

"Trouble uncle." Lu Qingjiu frowned slightly, eyes drooping, as if covering up infinite grievances and fragility, ready to cry, "Although I've lived here for a long time, I don't want to endure this kind of life for a day."

Since he was a child, he knew that he was good-looking, liked by his elders and sought after by his peers.He knows all too well that smiles and tears are weapons.

Tears fell into clear lines, stretching out a transparent spider web, firmly grasping the emotions of the opposite person.

Kang Bainan's stiff face softened, with obvious guilt and shake: "Uncle will not let you suffer anymore."

"But will the Jiang family let me go..." Lu Qingjiu blinked his big eyes flooded with water, "Didn't uncle say that even the Duanmu family was tricked by them, and their assets were almost frozen? They didn't even have their business partners If you have been harmed, will you allow me, the son of a competitor, to live a good life?"

"Don't worry, the Jiang family has been completely inferior to the Song family in the past few years. They can only rely on these low-level means to ensure cash flow. Jiang Lianze is too late to worry about things in the business field, so he won't come to harm you again. Look at this club, It used to be owned by the Jiang family, and they sold all the messy things in it, but after the Song family took it away, they normalized the store inside and out."

Suddenly hearing someone familiar, Lu Qingjiu was slightly taken aback: "Uncle Song isn't such an ambitious person, is he?"

When Kang Bainan talked about the emotional part, he frowned: "Mr. Song has been stimulated by something in the past three years, and he is desperately expanding outwards, as if he wants to swallow the Jiang family. Life in the Jiang family is not easy with me..."

"What does it have to do with you?"

"The more Jiang Lianze is suppressed by the Song family, the more he wants to control. He doesn't give any power to his subordinates."

The ice cubes in the drink in front of him melted, crystal clear water droplets condensed on the outside of the glass, and in the suspended water light, turbid powder gradually fell.

His gaze drifted to the bottom of the cup, and Componan obviously noticed it too, panicked, and hurriedly picked up the cup: "Anyway, you don't drink anymore, I'll ask them to pour it out."

Lu Qingjiu looked at his back indifferently, only felt that the surrounding light was dazzling, wishing for the first time that he didn't know Kang Bainan so well.

What would happen if he drank it?

He will lose consciousness, and maybe the men waiting outside holding the camera will eagerly tear off his clothes, put the photo on the trending list, with a sensational title, and make him ashamed to see people again.

It was probably his uncle's last conscience to force him down without prying his mouth open.

Thinking about it badly, even because he was on the territory of the Song family, he didn't dare to act rashly.

When Kang Bainan came back again, Lu Qingjiu looked at him intently.

"Uncle, if you hadn't pleaded for me at that time, would Young Master Jiang trust you more?"

He deliberately poked at Kang Bainan's pain point, and the other party's expression distorted for a moment: "Should... probably. Other than this, I can't think of any reason why Jiang Lianze doesn't want to value me."

Lu Qingjiu sneered inwardly.

Without the Song family, you are just a traitor who doesn't even recognize your own family.

Do you really think that by ruining my reputation and showing my loyalty, the Jiang family will look at you differently and grant you a high position?

Lu Qingjiu moved closer, acting like she was lying in his arms coquettishly when she was a child, and made an innocent and ignorant gesture: "Really... I always feel a little sorry for you."

Componan gritted his teeth: "It's okay, if something happens to you, uncle will feel very sorry."

"Uncle..." Lu Qingjiu's trembling voice was filled with emotion, "Fortunately, you are here to help me."

Lu Qingjiu finally calmly brought the topic to the place he wanted to ask the most.

"You said that the Jiang family killed people, what happened?"

It's a pity, Kang Bainan's expression turned cold, and he shook his head.

After all, he is an old fox who has fought with Jiang Lianze, so he knows what to say and what not to say.

……

Zeng An had a bitter face.

Jiang Lianchuan sent him to listen to what Lu Qingjiu and his uncle had talked about. This was a good time. He nodded and bowed to Song Xiao to apologize, his face was sour from smiling.

I entered the door of the clubhouse and ordered the box next to them, but the sound insulation was so good that I couldn't hear anything at all.

He originally wanted to stay, and when they went out, at least he could take a look at Lu Qingjiu's beautiful face through the crack of the door, it was a worthwhile trip.

But the two chatted for too long, until his family members called to ask him where he was going, and he could only leave in despair.

As soon as he went out, Song Xiao's silver sports car was still parked at the door, Zeng An pretended not to notice, and ran away.

Lu Qingjiu greeted the sunset and bid farewell to Kang Bainan, and was stunned when he saw the silver sports car at the door.

"Uncle, let's go back first..." He hurriedly stood a little farther away, causing Kang Bainan to go around behind the car, for fear that Song Xiao would see him, "A friend is coming to pick me up, so I'll wait here."

As soon as Kang Bainan left, he immediately turned back, leaned on the car window and knocked on the door, but saw Song Xiao propped his head on the seat, falling asleep on his back, and opened his ignorant eyes only when he heard the movement.

In the past few days, Song Xiao has been upside down day and night, often suffering from insomnia.Although Lu Qingjiu looked distressed, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief at the moment.

Fortunately, he fell asleep, and he didn't see Componan coming out side by side with him.

Song Xiao rolled down the car window, and complained softly in a low voice with childishness: "Brother is so slow."

"Did you not announce tonight?"

"Push it."

"Why are you waiting here?"

Song Xiao proudly shook the cell phone in his hand: "If the boss here calls me, I will be there as soon as possible."

"Just call the bodyguard to pick me up. Your recent activities are very important, how can you just push it..."

"Not as important as my brother's safety."

Not far away is the bustling traffic.

The door was closed, Song Xiao didn't start the car, and glanced out the window.

It was rare for Lu Qingjiu to see him so vigilant, his Adam's apple twitched, and he asked uneasily, "What's wrong?"

"Brother, after you walked in, I saw Zeng An follow you in."

"what?!"

Most of what Zeng An did was ordered by Jiang Lianchuan.How did Jiang Er know where he and his uncle met today?

Lu Qingjiu's palm was cold, and the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became.

Song Xiao frowned, and asked seriously, "Is he the one who took the sneak shot?"

"..." This is a big misunderstanding.

Lu Qingjiu lowered his eyelashes, turned his face out of the window, and said coldly: "This matter has nothing to do with you."

"He had a holiday with me. You didn't want to remind me of sad things, so you didn't tell me?"

"..." No, you are so wrong.

He said softly, "I don't want to worry you."

However, his ambiguity added to the evidence of Zeng An's crime in Song Xiao's eyes.

"If you don't tell me, I'll be even more worried. If I didn't run into him by chance, I wouldn't have thought of him at all. How long will brother keep it from me?"

"..." Coincidentally, if you hadn't just bumped into him, I wouldn't have thought of him.

Looking at Song Xiao's face with red lips and white teeth and brows furrowed tightly, Componan's stiff and hypocritical smile appeared in his mind, and he had a plan.

The second-generation ancestors around Jiang Lianchuan didn't know what happened that year, but Song Xiao knew it all.If Song Xiao knew that it was Kang Bainan who wanted to harm him, which was much more serious than Zeng An's inexplicable secret filming of him, he would definitely not let him go out again.

Misunderstood. Misunderstood.

He thought: I'm sorry brother, I didn't drag you into the water on purpose, who told you to follow me?

Song Xiao's eyes were so focused that he stared at him inexplicably guilty: "I'm not as fragile as my brother thinks, why can't you trust me?"

"Brother is wrong." Lu Qingjiu's cheeks were hot and he didn't dare to face it, "Don't look at me like that."

After the reunion, Song Xiao felt all setbacks from Lu Qingjiu.

Lu Qingjiu didn't want to do business with him, didn't want to break contact with Gu Chenfei, and didn't even want to meet his gaze.

The intimacy of his youth seemed to be uncountable, he was excluded from the world of Lu Sake, and he couldn't get any closer.

Lu Qingjiu curled up in the corner between the car window and the passenger driver, turned his head, but his panicked eyes were reflected in the car window.

Such a thin person, in fact, as long as he gently grasps it, he can't break free.

The harder he tried to push Song Xiao away, the more Song Xiao wanted to hold him in his arms and not let go.

"It doesn't matter if brother doesn't believe me." Song Xiao smiled, making his tone sound gentle and warm, soothing Lu Qingjiu's tense nerves, "I will prove it to you."

Lu Qingjiu slowly turned his head, seeing Song Xiao's gentle eyes, he slowly relaxed.

Along the way, his eyes were uncontrollably glued to Song Xiao's body, so that the outline of his facial features could be deeply captured in his eyes by the rows of street lights speeding past outside the window.

As soon as Chu sent away his blood relatives who were plotting to harm him, Song Xiao turned down all the work and waited stubbornly by the side of the road, just to confirm his safety with his own eyes.

The sour warm current has already flowed into the eye sockets, turning into uncondensed tears.

But suddenly Song Xiao chuckled: "Is brother looking at me?"

Lu Qingjiu turned his head: "... What are you doing?"

"You have to ask your brother yourself this question."

"If you don't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?" Lu Qingjiu raised a hot face, "The driving experience is only one year, so concentrate on driving."

"Okay, okay." Song Xiao raised the corners of his mouth and smiled even more presumptuously, "I will listen to you in everything."