Cannon fodder: The villain is forced to resign

Song Lin quickly put the thoughts away from his mind. His purpose was to control Ming Sui, and even disgusted Ming Sui. How could he fall into Qi Yuan's trap?

Song Lin raised his hand to hold the purple clay pot, "Miss Qi, don't worry, the Xu family will regain its former glory."

The Xu family, or Qi Yuan, will be a crucial step in defeating Ming Sui.

Qi Yuan put down the teacup, and the slightly hot tea turned cold. The teahouse in winter is very warm, but there are always things that can cool down the temperature, such as ambition.

"Song Lin, how do you read the email on December 24th?"

Qi Yuan leaned back, without any wantonness or laziness. Even though his movements were relaxed, he still revealed his pure and pure obedience.

However, the threat in the words remains as powerful as ever.

Song Lin's eyes changed instantly, and his contempt and calculation towards Qi Yuan quietly ended, leaving only full of vigilance. He unconsciously picked up the teacup, stared at Qi Yuan, and waited for her next words.

"Even if you can't let go of your grudge against Ming Sui, I will break your teeth and swallow it in your stomach. Do you understand?"

Song Lin sneered, his dazzling coldness competing with Qi Yuan's calmness, "Why does Miss Qi think that I can tolerate Ming Sui? There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, Miss Qi doesn't understand?"

Sure enough, Mingsui's vision is really "poisonous", what kind of thing is he interested in!

Song Lin finally turned his gaze to Chi Wan, "Mrs. Xu, Miss Qi will be with me in the near future. Don't worry, I will treat her well."

Song Lin's original intention was to persuade Qi Yuan to quit, but he didn't think Qi Yuan had the ability. The results of his investigation showed that Qi Yuan was just an ordinary person. Even if Qi Yuan knew his details, he didn't think Qi Yuan had enough financial resources.

"Sir, there is currently no trace of Mr. Song and Miss Qi." Chen Feng reported to Ming Sui in the car.

In the car, the fingers with clear joints moved quickly, as if there were afterimages, typing on the keyboard.

Qi Yuan was satisfied and brought the topic back, "If I let you follow Mingsui, how much money will I need to give you?"

"Keep staring."

Song Lin had no intention of dealing with Qi Yuan and wanted to send Qi Yuan away. However, Qi Yuan still had something to do, so he simply spoke directly to avoid delaying the matter.

"The cards will be distributed to you in seven days."

"Bar?" Song Lin smiled scorchingly, his peach blossom eyes sparkling with calculation, "Miss Qi invited me, of course I want to go."

Mingsui entered Zuiyue Bar, and according to the bartender's directions, he successfully found Qi Yuan and Song Lin in the underground store.

The corner of Chen Feng's mouth twitched. His husband had been childish recently and had learned how to bombard him with messages. He was worried that one night Mr. Song would send someone to assassinate him...

Chi Wan glanced at Qi Yuan out of the corner of his eye and sighed to himself. Although his clothes were so neat and he could serve the third master well, he was not very clean in private.

[Song Lin: Mingsui, the girl you like invited me to Zuiyue Bar, do you think I should go or not?]

Then, Song Linxiao and Qi Yuan were chatting and laughing, but his phone kept vibrating. He turned the phone upside down and did not read any messages.

Chi Wan stepped forward to greet him. His originally condescending expression towards Qi Yuan was instead groveling towards Song Lin, "Third Master, my little Yuan didn't make you unhappy, did he?"

Qi Yuan rolled his eyes at Chi Wan and said, "Song Lin, you will be deducted for being late."

Song Lin: "..."

Although he didn't agree with it in his heart, Chen Feng still chased after him. If he didn't agree with it, it was still his business, as long as he was willing.

The most important thing is that this woman seems to have no ability and no family background. How can she be worthy of being a husband?

Her big tonic can't always be bullied. Even if he does bad things, the male protagonist is still a child of luck, so her big tonic will have to suffer.

"I support your transition."

"Not too much." Qi Yuan tapped the tea cup with his finger, so subtle that there was not much sound, "You have nearly 66 years left in your life, 24,100 days to be precise, which is 241 billion. Which currency do you want?

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Outside Zuiyue Bar, seven cars with low-profile bodies and high-profile license plates were parked.

Chen Feng sighed, "For the sake of a woman, sir, I will give up my sanity."

Qi Yuan twirled her fingers, looked away, and refused to communicate with Chi Wan. She could not communicate calmly with people who were servile at heart in an equal society.

Song Linchong ordered Assistant Yang, "You arrange for people to take care of the Xu family's affairs. In addition, prepare a car for Zuiyue."

Since there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, one male and one female.

Ming Sui suddenly raised his head and caught a glimpse of the backs of Song Lin and Qi Yuan. He stuffed his mobile phone into his pocket with the screen in a mess, pushed Chen Feng away, and strode toward Zuiyue.

Chi Wan was overjoyed and looked at Qi Yuan with much gentler eyes. If Qi Yuan can be liked by the third master, the Xu family will only get better and better. She will always be Mrs. Xu!

Thinking of last night, Song Lin still regretted not killing Ming Sui while he was drunk.

When the tea room door opened, Chi Wan took the lead to look at Song Lin's expression. Seeing that he was smiling, he turned his attention to Qi Yuan and inspected Qi Yuan's neat clothes. Although he was confused, his hanging heart was relieved.

"Miss Qi, please."

She only drew him a two-trillion pie and didn't let him see the money. How did she do it so confidently?

Chi Wan immediately scolded, "Xiaoyuan, don't understand the rules! You can also call the third master by his name."

"...When did you and Mingsui meet?"

Song Lin pursed his lips, convinced that Qi Yuan was talking nonsense, "As long as it's not a ghost coin, any country will do."

A subordinate in black came over and said, "Sir, Mr. Song and Miss Qi have entered the bar."

Song Lin put his hand on the mobile phone and moved the mobile phone under the table. Under the blind spot of the angle of view, Song Lin sent a text message to Ming Sui.

"Follow Mingsui?" Song Lin said sarcastically, "Miss Qi is quite courageous, with your small noodle stall? Of course, I can also follow Mingsui. One hundred million a day is not too much, right?"

Song Lin agreed indifferently. He didn't believe Qi Yuan and was sure that she couldn't afford 241 billion in cash. After all, real estate and cash flow were different. Neither he nor Ming Sui had such a large amount of cash.

flow.

"Last night." Qi Yuan asked again, "Did the noodles taste good last night? I seem to have forgotten to add sugar."

Anyway, they are two evils. Burying them together can save space.

Song Lin took a deep breath, not wanting to recall what the "poison noodles" tasted like last night, "It was quite delicious. Ming Sui specially paired it with red wine."

Unable to get out the 241 billion, he immediately buried Qi Yuan and Ming Sui together.

Ming Sui's blood surged, and he keenly noticed Song Lin's provocative look towards him. Song Lin even raised his hand to touch Qi Yuan's hair.

Song Lin and Ming Sui's eyes collided, and undercurrents surged, threatening each other. Song Lin deliberately raised his hand again, pretending to be intimate, and lightly touched Qi Yuan's hair, "Miss Qi, there is something dirty on your head."

Mingsui walked over quickly and wanted to stop him.

Qi Yuan quickly dodged Song Lin's touch and threw words like hailstones at Song Lin, "Song Lin, before you meet someone you like, don't touch the opposite sex casually, even if you have a purpose."

After saying that, Qi Yuan turned around and looked at Ming Sui, who was walking with long legs and long strides, her lips slightly curved.