Reborn Nine Zero Sweetheart Cub

Chapter 342 From today on, you and I are enemies

Dingfeng Real Estate, top floor office.

The interior decoration is luxurious.

When he first established this company, Song Ziyu was very high-spirited and devoted himself to developing his talents in the real estate industry, which overwhelmed Song Yueliang.

This office is where he directs operations, so it is naturally as luxurious as possible.

At that time, the eldest son of the Song family used the best for everything.

Now, after losing ownership of the company, Song Ziyu felt extremely ironic to sit in this office again.

Leaning loosely on the leather sofa in the corner of the office, Song Ziyu turned his head and looked at the elegant man sitting quietly behind the desk.

"Song Yueliang told Fu Yanchi that he would collapse immediately. There is a turmoil in the city now, and all the upper-class families are watching the news. The Yan family in Kyoto should have received the news a long time ago. Do you think there will be someone there?

what's the situation?"

Song Yueliang, who had always been regarded as his nemesis, actually had bipolar disorder. Song Ziyu had never known about this before.

Now that her daughter's life or death is unknown, it is logical that Song Yueliang's mental state would be on the verge of collapse.

When Song Ziyu heard the news, he originally thought he would be happy, but he didn't seem to be as happy as he thought. He couldn't explain the feeling in his heart.

Yan Qin lowered his eyes and played with a lighter in his hand.

The lighter lid opens and closes, and the clanging sound is mechanical and disturbing.

His profile looked calm.

Or maybe he deliberately concealed his emotions, so he looked calm.

"Yan Qin, Young Master Qin, did you hear what I said? Haven't you always been hoping to get the right to speak in your Yan family? If there is trouble over there, you can take advantage of the situation and maybe your dream will come true.

?" When he received no response, Song Ziyu subconsciously spoke sarcastically again.

Yan Qin slowly raised his eyes, his eyes calm and deep.

"Whether your dream can come true or not is also a matter for my Yan family. Master Song is too lenient."

"Don't speak so grandly. What are you thinking in your heart? Do you think others don't know? The Yan family has been suppressing your family for decades, and you have been hoping that they will collapse, right? In this way, you, the second family, can stand up and call the shots.

Already."

"If you have time to talk nonsense with me here, why not think of a way to save your Song company? It won't last long, right? I heard that Chairman Song has been running to Xianren Villa recently and is about to break up with Mr. Tang?"

Song Ziyu's face turned dark instantly.

He was never willing to mention this matter to anyone, nor did he like to hear it from others.

The old man is old and his hair has turned white, and he still tries to use his old face, thinking that he can seduce women into making him a softie.

Chairman Song, who once had all the power in Huicheng, has now become the laughing stock of the whole city.

The Song family is no longer the Song family it used to be.

When the atmosphere was gloomy, there was a sudden noise outside the office.

It seemed that the secretary was preventing people from breaking in.

I just couldn't stop it.

The office door was kicked open with a bang from outside.

The young man with stern eyebrows was full of anger and walked straight towards Yan Qin.

He walked around the solid wood desk, grabbed Yan Qin's collar with one hand, and punched him hard with his fist.

The secretary who ran in behind him turned pale and screamed.

"Get out of here!" Yan Qin yelled.

Song Ziyu also stood up and helped drive the rest of the crowd out of the door, closing the door smoothly.

The second young master of the Yan family came to visit and beat Yan Qin angrily - this matter will probably make the headlines in the newspapers tomorrow.

"Yan Qin, you are so good. You will do whatever it takes to fight for power, and you will not recognize your relatives!" Yan Xi was like a furious lion, punching and kicking Yan Qin without mercy.

At this moment, all the brotherhood completely disappeared in his heart.

Yan Qin is not worthy!

"If Qiqi has three advantages and two disadvantages, I will never let you go!"

"Also, do you want to seize power? Let me tell you, as long as I am around, you can only dream!"

Pushing Yan Qin to the ground, Yan Xi looked down at him condescendingly, her eyes were red, and her eyes were hateful and cold.

"Yan Qin, from today on, you and I are enemies!"

The office door slammed into the wall with a loud bang.

The young man left.

Song Ziyu kindly closed the door again to block the outside view.

He turned to look at the man who was still sitting on the ground with his eyes downcast.

After being beaten up, the man's face was bruised and bruised, his cheeks were red and swollen, and bloodshot eyes oozed from the corners of his mouth.

The gold-rimmed glasses have long since flown to nowhere.

The buttons of his suit jacket were also torn off.

The whole person looked miserable and completely lost his usual gentle demeanor.

Song Ziyu gloated and sneered, "As expected, he was taught by Yan's family. He is more human than you."

After laughing at Yan Qin, he slid down on the floor next to the door panel and laughed at himself again.

Cover your face with your hands.

In fact, what right does he have to laugh at Yan Qin? He is worse than Yan Qin.

Back then, for the sake of the Song family, he knew clearly his parents' plans and their methods of persecuting Song Yueliang, but instead of stopping him, he actually helped them.

He looks like an inhuman beast.

Poison in the family.

So the Song family's fate today is all retribution.

Apart from scolding the rest of the crowd to leave, Yan Qin never said a word after that.

Even though Yan Xi was punched, kicked and beaten, she didn't say a word or fight back.

Outside the office, there was a buzz of low voices.

Inside the office, there was dead silence.

There was no sound in the huge office and it looked empty and deserted.

After a while, Yan Qin got up and walked out.

It seems that he is completely unaware of his own embarrassment and does not hide it.

Song Ziyu didn't move, didn't ask where he was going, and sat alone in the office for a long time.

It wasn't until there was no sound or movement outside the office and the night fell that in the dim light, he left in despair, his back bleak.

This winter in Huicheng seems to be extremely cold for some reason.

The cold wind in December blows, chilling people's teeth and bones, and even the cracks in the bones are filled with cold air.

Yan Qin drove aimlessly through the streets of the city. When the car finally stopped, he came to his senses and realized that he had unknowingly driven the car into Huicheng Hospital.

Lying on the passenger seat beside him was a bouquet of flowers he bought without even knowing when.

The VIP ward of the hospital is in the southwest of the hospital, a three-story independent building.

The lights upstairs are bright and white, making it look cold on a cold winter night.

Yan Qin stood downstairs for a moment, then walked upstairs to the third floor where there were many people in the corridor.

As soon as I arrived at the stairs, I saw the corridor filled with bodyguards in black.

Hearing the noise, the bodyguards turned their heads and looked over, with sharp eyes and serious expressions, and a strong sense of oppression all over their bodies.

"Yan Qin, the second roommate of the Yan family, I'm here to visit you."

The bodyguards did not move, but someone entered the ward to ask for instructions.

Soon, Uncle Gui walked out of the ward at the end of the corridor, stared at him for a moment, and signaled to the bodyguard to let him go.

Yan Qin slowly walked up to Uncle Gui amid the eager eyes of the bodyguards.

"Three patients, which one do you want to visit?" Uncle Gui folded his hands in front of him and asked him.

(End of chapter)