Chapter 24: : I don't marry

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When Song Yunxiao went back, Song Yunqiang was talking to Song Yan from the living room.
When Song Yanyi saw her return, she frowned: "Chu Shao did not find it?"
Song Yunxiao did not speak, but instead followed the incoming Chu Mo to open a warm smile and walked to the side of Song Yunxiao: "Song Uncle."
Song Yan immediately showed a sly smile and reached out and said hello to him: "I thought that this cloud did not find you, just want to train her."
In the middle of the desert, Song Yunxi looked at the side of his body, his face was still the same, and his eyes even had a little bit of favor.
Going to the front of Song Yan and helping Song Yunqi to excuse me: "I met with Yunxiao as soon as I went out. I said a few words outside and delayed my time. Uncle, are you hungry?"
Song Yan pushed the boat and nodded. "Chu Shaoyi said, I am really hungry."
Chu Mo's attitude towards Song Yan is very good, and the smile on his face maintains the appearance of a polite family.
Song Yunqi did not have any mood to watch him talk to his father.
After all four people were seated, the food that the Italian chef made was sent up.
There is a foie gras made very well, Song Yunyi took two more with a knife and fork.
Looking up, I saw the opposite side of the desert, staring at her clearly.
She was caught off guard, and the foie gras was so blind.
"Cough..."
"Clouds!" Song Yun was forced to give her water.
At this time, Song Yan coughed.
Song Yunqiang had a meal, and the hand that grabbed the water cup hardened and reversed the direction. The red wine next to it was put up, and the hand was handed over to Song Yunhao.
Song Yun was so uncomfortable that he thought it was water, and when he drank it, he discovered that it was red wine.
I have to spit it out, but after I have been in the family for many years, social etiquette has already learned the bones.
In order to avoid ugliness at the table, the wine was swallowed hard.
After all, although the symptoms were alleviated, it was because of the glass of wine and the complexion was red.
Chu Mo Yu looked at her uncomfortable, reaching for a cup of boiling water.
Song Yunqiang is reaching out to block.
At this time, Song Yan smiled at Ying Ying’s opening: "Chu Shao, Yun Yun can drink two drinks, or let the cloud worship you."
When I finished speaking, I rushed to the cloud and said: "Come, Yunxiao, give Chu Shao a glass of wine."
Song Yunxiao felt that he was about to become the accompanying wine girl of the Song family.
If she used to be in the family, who would dare to let her get up and drink, unless the family industry does not want it.
However, when I think about it, she also understands that now she is not a long song.
I am Song Yunxiao, when I bow my head, I will bow my head. Otherwise, I will let my face touch the nose and face without any arrogance.
She calmed her breath, pressed the wine from the chest, and obediently went to the bottle.
Leaving the chair, walked around to the side of the desert, and poured wine into the wine glass of the desert.
The red wine is poured three-points, and the ruby-like liquid is soft and soft in the crystal goblet.
Chu Mo Yu is looking at her hand, clearly seeing her fingers clenched because of forbearance, the knuckles are slightly white.
When Chu Yunqi took up his own cup, he took the glass that she had given him and drank it.
Song Yan and Song Yunqiang are both surprised expressions.
Only Song Yan later eased his expression and told Song Yunqi: "Give Chu a lesser cup."
Song Yunxiao lowered his eyes, and the eyes were deep and cold, and walked over.
Chu Mo Yu stood up from the chair: "It’s almost the same, I think I should go back."
Song Yunxiao stopped and looked at him with no expression.
She was eager to send the big bodhisattva quickly, but he was wrong, and actually did what she wanted.
She looked at him quietly.
Chu Mo squatting did not look at her, leaving the chair to go.
Song Yunqiang and Song Yan also quickly stood up, Song Yan obviously still want to retain.
Song Yunqiang frowned and wanted to retain the method.
At this time, Chu Mo's footsteps suddenly stunned and his body glimpsed.
Song Yunxi was in the side of Chu Mo's side, watching him go out in his own direction, for fear that he suddenly found himself, and subconsciously reached out to support his arm.
Then, he clearly saw the thin lips of Chu Mo's lips slightly hooked up.
She can't wait to let go.
At this time, Chu Mo Yu suddenly said: "The recent small cold is still not good, can you bother Miss Song to help me?"
Song Yunxuan looked back at Song Yan and his face was very embarrassing.
Song Yan was a serious look at her and nodded.
She can only help him: "I will send you down the stairs to pick up the car."
Song Yunqiang's fast interface: "How can Chu Shao drive this way? I ask the driver to send Chu Shao to go back."
Song Yunxiao was glad that he would drive the car without being known by his father and his elder brother. Otherwise, the errands that sent the desert to the desert would have to fall on her head.
She is still lucky here, but Song Yan is a tall man.
Laughing charity and jealousy: "Chu Shao, since you are not comfortable now, it is better to take a break in my room, I will call you a doctor."
Song Yunyi glanced at his father.
This Song Yan is really good at grasping the opportunity to create trouble.
Chu Mo Yu converges on the face that only Song Yun can just see the smile, back to Song Yan Dao Xie: "That will disturb the uncle."
"Where, Chu Shao must not say this."
Chu Mo looked at Song Yunxiao, who secretly bit his teeth, and smiled: "Uncle, call me Xiaochu, or you will be unfamiliar."
Upon listening to this sentence, Song Yunqiang and Song Yan have a sense of excitement at the same time.
Song Yunxiao was blinded by the eyes of the gods.
Chu Mo’s tone is with a smile that is hard to hear:
Then I’m tired of Yun Xuan’s sending me to the room.

Song Yan is very satisfied with this development: "You can call him just fine."
Song Yunxiao did not speak, and Chu Mozhen let her help, and Song Yan nodded and went outside.
When two people left, Song Yan sat back in his seat with satisfaction.
Song Yunqiang scraped the past: "Dad, Chu Shao seems to be really interesting to Yunxiao."
Song Yan glanced at the eldest son: "Otherwise, what does she want to do with the mobile phone number?"
Song Yunqiang’s abacus in his heart screamed and he looked at his father’s face without a smile. He couldn’t help but wonder:
Dad, why are you not happy?

Song Yan’s face is dull:
How can you get the favor of Chu’s scorpion? Isn’t that strange? Yunqiang.

Song Yunqiang comforted his father: "Dad, maybe the younger sister is young and beautiful, isn't it, men always love the 18-year-old girl."
Song Yan did not speak, and the darkness in his eyes seemed to be covered with a fog that could not be seen.
Song Yunqiang did not notice the darkness in his father's eyes.
Song Yunxiao sprinkled his hand when he went out.
Chu Mo Yu also stood firm: "Are you not holding me?"
"You use this kind of trick that women often use. Don't you think you are worthy?"
Song Yunxiao walked forward.
Chu Mo Yu followed behind her.
Wait until Song Yunhao opens the door of the room and wants to let him in.
He pulled her hand and flashed to the back of the door.
The slender hand of the phalanx pushes the door up.
Song Yunxi’s body was pushed to the door panel by her, and her back was against the door panel. She had to face her face and look at her desert.
Chu Mo Yu is already 32 years old. She is the same age as her, and the mature and stable image has always been regarded by the media as the best heir representative figure in the wealthy.
However, no one knows, there is such a sinister side in the desert.
I want to trap the 18-year-old daughter of the Song family.
Song Yunxiao calmly faced the desert, and the frequency of the heart's rapid beating was gradually adjusted by her, and her eyes remained calm and indifferent.
"No matter what happens, you seem to be in this way."
Song Yunxiao looked at him: "How else can I do it?"
"You know why I accepted your father's invitation."
"I won't marry you." She responded simply and neatly.
Chu Mo's squatting is serious, the palm rests on the door panel, trapping her in her arm: "I don't want this answer."
"That's good, tell you a satisfactory answer."
Song Yunxi’s Huanren’s face reflects the face of Chu’s desert, one word and one sentence:
I will never marry in my life.

Chu Mo's eyes are slightly changed, and the British eyebrows are also instantly picked up: "Are you crazy?"
"I won't marry."
She raised her hand to push his chest.
The desert in the desert is not moving, but it is closer to the front, and the eyes are burning: "You have to marry a man in your life."
"No man can pick me up."
"Then your ambition is really big enough!" The sound of Chu Mo's voice was cool, with a bit of sarcasm.
Song Yunxi’s attitude changed slightly.
She thought that Chu Mo Yu would continue to go around with her on whether or not she was married, but she did not expect that Chu Mo Yu immediately changed the topic.
In this sentence, he directly poked the mind of Song Yunxiao.
Song Yunxiao slightly paused, staring at him with a strong look: "What do you mean?"
Chu Mo smirked, the fingers holding the door panel retracted, moved to her chin, and pinched her chin.
She had to raise her hand, but the man grabbed her wrist and then hooked her chin. There was danger and violentness in the eyes as a man, like a keen, scared beast. Looking into her eyes.
"Song Yunxiao, you are just an 18-year-old woman from the Song family. Do you think you can get the entire Song family?"
Song Yunxiao’s chin was lifted up, his eyes were looking at the desert, and his eyes were cold and angry.
"In the whole cloud city, there will be no second Gu Chang song, you better not follow her."
He said that it seems to think of something again here, the smile of the lips is getting bigger and bigger, and the irony in the eyes is getting more and more profound: "The woman like Gu Changge is not going to end well, you see, The man she likes, after her death, will hang her corpse on the sea. She can't enter the grave of her family in her life. She liked money so much when she was alive. Then she valued the interests. After the death, she did not become this miserable. Such a woman is just a monk who sold himself for the sake of profit."
"Bastard!"
A slap in the face, beaten in the face of the desert.
His face was turned over.