Being His Little Fox

"Heh..." Song Yi smiled, his brows and eyes were faint and clear.

The tone was also a little cold: "You asked this question quite a bit, don't you think this contradicts what you just said?"

"You want me to be nice to your brother. If something happens, you don't want to win together. You still have to fight with him to survive?" Song Yi squinted his eyes and said sharply: "Is this proof of the change." , You are always arguing with your brother, and yourself, you want your brother to live a better life, but you don’t want your brother to live better than you."

Wen Mu frowned, this woman's lips were really good.

"I mean if."

"There is no such if." Song Yi interrupted Wen Mu, with a decisive and strong attitude: "Even if there is, Tang Si will not let me not save you. He just wants me to be comfortable, how can I get better."

There was a clearness in her eyes, that was the confidence to say this.

After changing anyone, there won't be anyone who can give me this confidence.

And Song Yi's confidence came from Tang Si's favor.

He proved by his actions that his life is hers.

Wen Mu frowned slightly when she heard it, and Song Yi continued: "If you want me to repay, I will choose to save you and try to save him."

"If I can't save it, I will die with him."

The woman said every word, she was extremely firm: "I will bury the body with a knife when he kills."

"I will do everything to help him when he saves people."

"He is black and I am black. He is white and I am white."

Song Yi took his stand and attitude. The expression is particularly sharp and firm.

Even if you are my savior, I will not put you before Tang Si.

Everything is to be separated.

Wen Mu frowned slightly and closed his eyebrows.

"Heh..." He smiled: "Maybe I asked a question a little bit, which made you feel uncomfortable, sorry."

Song Yi frowned slightly when he heard it. Why did this sound like a bitch?

He lowered his head and took out the business card from his bag and handed it to him.

"This is my assistant's phone number. If you have any difficulties, you can call him. I will greet him. I can give the medicine money at any time."

"But if it's something else, I can only do my best to help you."

Wen Mu glanced at the business card, but did not reach out to take it.

Just smiled and said, "In this way, I want you to do me a favor now."

Song Yi originally wanted to leave. Tang Si just asked if she was free to go out, but she still didn't reply.

Because of this, she stopped slightly: "What?"

"My assistant asked to go back to the company because of something, and there was a file of mine at the front desk downstairs. Can you get it for me? I need to deal with it."

Song Yi: "Just let the front desk send you in."

Wen Mu shook his head: "If the front desk is so busy, don't bother the front desk. Go get them, and then I have something to tell you."

"That document is actually a contract. I want to work with you. We can talk about the models we saw in the studio last time."

"Seeing that you signed away two, I want those two models too." Wen Mu said in a light tone: "But you have taken away, so I won't shovel it over. I just want to cooperate with you. Can I borrow the model in your hand?"

Without waiting for Song Yi's answer, Wen Mu said again, "Will you not help me with such a smooth favor?"

Song Yi frowned slightly. He had already made this request, and he also showed his identity. There really is no reason to refuse.

Who told him to have just said that if there is anything that needs her help, she will help as much as possible.

Song Yi thought for a while: "There is also a degree in repaying gratitude. It can't be endless. I only promise you two conditions. This is the first one."

"There is a second one. Think about it yourself."

After speaking, the woman turned to the front desk.

Wen Mu looked at her back and smiled slightly, then picked up the newspaper and read it lightly.

Song Yi, this woman is really interesting, much more interesting than the women he has seen before.

This woman has a strange intelligence, and her brain is exceptionally good. She is strong when she should be strong, and she will never be soft when she should be decisive.

...

Song Yi quickly brought the document at the front desk.

"Well, I see, let them come up." When Song Yi walked to the door, Wen Mu was hanging up a call.

Song Yi: "Are there guests?"

"If there are guests, then I won't bother."

Wen Mu: "It doesn't matter. They estimate that they will come up in a while. You can bring the documents first, and the two of us have a good talk."

Song Yi thought for a while, and felt it was nothing in the hospital.

Finally hand over the file.

...

The other side.

After Tang Si had breakfast, he sat on the sofa with his mobile phone and scanned Song Yi's circle of friends.

Eyebrows always raised a faint smile.

It's okay to stroll around her circle of friends, it's quite interesting, life is full of vigor.

The TV in the living room is also on the financial channel.

Tang Si thought she hadn't gotten up at this point, so she waited quietly for her news.

Then he thought about it, or else just go downstairs to her house?

In the end, I still thought about it. It was a bad behavior to go to the house to disturb her when she was not prepared.

So I chose to stay at home.

"Fortunately, we interviewed Wen's second son, Wen Mu, and asked him to talk to us about the recent economic situation."

"However, our Mr. Wen was injured recently and lives in the hospital. We can only go to the hospital for interviews."

Suddenly, the reporter's voice came from the TV.

This remark caught his attention, and Tang Si raised his eyes slightly to look at the TV.

The inside shots moved all the way from the outside corridor to the ward.

Tang Si frowned at the familiar figure that entered the goal.

Song Yi?

Why was he in Wen Mu's ward, and why was Wen Mu injured?

Wen Mu was injured, how did Song Yi know?

Song Yi was talking with a man, but suddenly came in outside, a reporter carrying a camera.

She frowned and glanced at Wen Mu.

Wen Mu's face didn't change much, but he looked at Song Yi apologetically.

It seems to indicate that they don't know they will come up so soon.

There was a faint smile on Song Yi's face, a formulaic smile, polite and alienated.

Wen Mu: "Sorry, let me introduce you, this is Song Yi, the president of Song Family's daughter and Ye Se Entertainment."

"It happens to be here to discuss cooperation with her." Wen Mu said: "Can you please wait a moment? It will only take a few minutes."

When Wen Mu said this, it was equivalent to an announcement to the audience that they were about to cooperate.

Song Yi couldn't even regret it.

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