Vol 2 Chapter 1010: Send the rest of the life (4)

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The bodyguard did not follow the kite, but took the carriage back and dialed a number.
"Sir, there is something to talk to you."
There was a very light call from the other end of the line: "Well."
"I just sent Miss Song to the golden sunshine and met Song Bo Xue... Miss Song said that she is not called Song Yuran."
"Oh?"
The person at the end seems to have some interest.
After a few seconds, I asked, "And then?"
The bodyguard went on to say, "She said... her name is Song Chu Zheng."
There was only a shallow breath on the phone, and the bodyguard did not dare to hang up.
"Check it out."
"Yes."
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It didn't take long before the kite went in, and there was a black card in his hand.
The bodyguard saw her out. She just wanted to get off the bus to welcome her. She saw a few beautifully dressed girls holding each other, talking and laughing and walking to the door.
Under the hesitation of the bodyguard, there was no immediate passing, but two steps were taken to prevent the unexpected situation.
"Hey, isn't that awkward?"
One of the girls wearing an orange skirt reached out and stopped her, with a delicate face and a bit of disdain.
And a few girls with her, also looked at her with optimistic eyes.
The first kite was slightly eye-catching, and the hands were naturally inserted into the pocket: "I am not."
After the original master was picked up, the Song family probably suspected that she did not understand anything shame, and would not take her to participate in the social society of the upper class. Naturally no one knew her.
Of course, the Song dynasty was sent away, and the Song family would not naturally preach it.
The orange skirt girl smiled and smiled. "Hey, stunned, I heard that the Song family is going bankrupt? Even so, you don't even have to deny your identity?"
The girl’s eyes are not good, no cover, and the first kite is clearly understood.
Unfortunately, it is not for her.
Therefore, the first kite does not intend to care about her.
It’s just a faint repetition:
I’m not Song Haoran, find her trouble, please go to the Song family.

The first kite was too calm, and the calm tone made the opposite girls look awkward.
Can they admit their mistakes on this face?
Absolutely Song Haoran!
but……
This temperament is a bit different.
Song Yuran will be the most loaded, what is a weak Liu Fufeng, soft and weak, when is it so tough?
Wouldn't it be afraid that they would find trouble and deliberately fool them?
Several girls each looked at each other, and the orange skirt girl said again: "Well, what are you doing here?"
"..."
Said that I am not Song Haoran!
Endless!
The girl next to the orange skirt answered: "I remember that it seems that it is not a member of the Golden Sunlight? Oh, it will not be with the young master?"
Another girl was amazed: "The Song family has now been broken to be sold out?"
These girls, if you say a word, I will say that Song Yuran is a pick-up.
The orange skirt girl suddenly stretched her hand.
The first kite didn't know what she wanted to do, and took a step back and avoided her hand.
But a few other girls immediately came up, a little bit too good.
"It's not as good as we find a place to tell the old?" The orange skirt girl said with a smile.
The first kite is irritating.
She raised her hand, and the bodyguard kept looking at her, seeing the first kite beckoning, and passing immediately.
"Miss Song."
"Call them." The kite pointed at the girls.
"..."
The bodyguard hesitated.
But thinking of the uncle's instructions, he called the bodyguard.
"What are you doing?"
"Song Ruran, you dare to call a bodyguard?"
"Your Song family is like that, and dare to offend us. Have you eaten the ambition of the leopard?"
The first Zheng Zheng face: "Eat the bear heart and the leopard is guilty of breaking the law."
bodyguard:"……"
"Hello, what are you waiting for?" The kite turned to look at the bodyguard.
Anyway, they feel that they are Song Yuran, and they can't find her head when they are in trouble.
perfect!
The first kite was guarded by the bodyguard in the scream of a few girls.
The people in the golden club heard the movement, hurried out, and wanted to stop and not dare to stop.
After all, those bodyguards are really arrogant...
It is a little different from ordinary bodyguards.
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The first kite was on the carriage return. This time she was sitting in the co-pilot, the bodyguard was unexpected, but did not show it, but a respectful inquiry, where she went next.
"Open to the front."
The first kite put the foot on the front workbench, the attitude of a grandfather.
"..."
The bodyguard silently started the car and turned to the front.
It was not until the darkness that the kite returned to the bodyguard.
Uncle Bai waited at the door: "Miss Song, you are back."
The kite took a hand and walked inside. The posture was not like being imprisoned here, but the owner here.
When the kite goes in, the bodyguard immediately tells the story today and the housekeeper.
These less important things naturally do not need to be said to the gentleman.
After finishing the uncle, Bai will be reported to the husband.
"The Song family is not only a daughter?"
"Yeah, Uncle Bai... You said Miss Song, did you give it here last time..."
The bodyguard pointed to the brain.
After the last suicide, Miss Song was like a personal.
This is not what is broken in the brain?
Where does Bai Shu know, but the brain may be broken... not big.
I don't know why, he believes that this Miss Song said that she is not Song Yuran.
"Check it out as soon as possible."
"Ok."
The bodyguard left the villa to check the affairs of the Song family.
No one said this, everyone will not know.
But it is not a secret to have someone to check.
The information of the Song Dynasty Zheng was quickly sent to a villa in the suburbs.
Uncle Bai personally sent it, the information was packed in a special archive, and it was placed on a purple gold sandalwood table at this time.
One hand reached over, picked up the portfolio, opened it, and pulled out the information inside.
The page turning speed is very fast, and it is not too much to look at the ten lines.
Snapped--
The data fell on the table, slipped to the edge, and finally fell to the ground.
On the top page of the paper, I wrote it - Song Zheng.
"The Song family is good."
The man’s sweet voice sounded, some casual and lazy, unable to hear the anger.
Bai Shu looked to the side.
The man sat on the table, wearing only a thin sweater and simple casual pants.
One leg was placed on the table, one leg was hanging on the edge of the table, and no shoes were worn.
His right hand was placed on the curved knees, and between the slender fingers of the white scorpion, playing a string of beads, the beads were often seen as a smooth look.
"Sir, what are you going to do?"
The men slid the beads one by one, and they only made a sound for a long time: "Let's do it first."
The sound is clear and faint, still with a lazy feeling, listening to very textured, nice, and resistant.
Bai Shu understands the subtext of men.
This is not in advance.
"What about Miss Song?"
The man fell barefoot on the ground, and the casual pants fell, some long, and he could cover the instep.
Upward is a straight, slender leg.
He stepped on the wooden floor and walked toward the floor-to-ceiling windows, without bones, soft in the rocking chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The rocking chair swayed.
"As usual."
"Yes."