Reborn Nine Zero Sweetheart Cub

Chapter 60 I don’t have time, I’m afraid I’ll go crazy first

Song Ziyu was angry and angry, glaring fiercely at the woman with a beautiful smile.

But he didn't dare to take action again.

Song Yueliang's words brought back memories from many years ago that he didn't want to recall.

He was beaten so hard by Song Yueliang that he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

Thinking about it now, there is still pain in the bones.

This woman is really wild and will fight with her life.

And they completely ignored his identity and didn't give him any face.

Just because he made fun of the sick man next to her.

What was he talking about then?

Oh, he sang in a dramatic tone, "Brother Lin fell from the sky. His coughs and gasps are extraordinary. Whoever marries him will end up being a widow for a long time~"

Then he was beaten.

Ever since she was a child, ever since she knew Song Yueliang, he had scolded and ridiculed her no less than a hundred and eighty times. How many times had she not endured it?

It happened that time when I beat him for someone else, he almost died there!

Simply insane!

*

Press the elevator button and go straight down to the garage on the second floor.

Chen Mo looked at his boss's calm expression and stretched out his hand to hold the big black frame on the bridge of his nose, "Boss, are you just leaving like this?"

She just looked at it and saw that the Song family's Crown Prince had not yet come back to his senses.

Song Yueliang looked at the beating numbers above her head and caressed her wrist, "If you don't want to leave, why don't you go back and slap him twice?"

"..." Then let's go, "Where is Chairman Song?"

When the conference room door opened, she listened to Chairman Song's words, "Go to my office."

"Let him wait. He has to get used to it. Things are different now."

Not what it used to be?

Does it mean that Chairman Song’s weight with the boss is no longer what it used to be? Or does it mean that the identity of the boss is completely different? Or does it mean something else?

Chen Mo didn't ask any more questions.

The ringing phone rang suddenly, echoing softly in the underground garage.

After answering the phone, Song Yueliang opened the door and got into the car, "Hello, Dong Dong?"

"I prefer you to call me Shu Shu."

"I think Wangwang is more appropriate."

"Am I still your little cutie?" The woman's voice of resentment came faintly from the mobile phone.

Song Yueliang curled her lips lightly, "Tell me, what's the matter."

Dong Wangshu immediately said excitedly, "Yueyue, the Crown Club will be waiting for you at seven o'clock in the evening to celebrate your successful entry into the Song Family today!"

"Okay, see you tonight."

"See you there or not!"

*

Half past six, dusk.

The night is about to fall, and the sky is filled with haze.

The city lights are on, colorful neon lights are flashing, and the scene is bustling.

The Crown Club is located in the south of the city and occupies a prime location. It is the largest high-end entertainment club in Huicheng. Those who dare to enter and spend money here are all wealthy people in Huicheng.

Driving the car, she turned out of the Ruchuan traffic, stopped in front of the Crown Club, threw the car keys to the doorman, and then pushed the door open and entered.

The smell of drunkenness and wealth is oncoming.

The first floor is a huge dance floor, with a few people swaying to the dance music. At this point, the club is not at its busiest yet.

After walking around the bar on the left, Song Yueliang walked to the booths on the second floor. She had already seen Dong Wangshu's trademark red hair.

I dyed it half a month ago, and it was said to be some fashionable item imported from foreign countries.

As soon as they reached the second floor, Dong Wangshu waved to her through the floor-to-ceiling glass of the booth, "Yueyue, here!"

After entering the booth and taking a seat, Song Yueliang poured herself a glass of wine and said, "You haven't dyed your hair back yet? Did your uncle pass the test?"

Three days ago, this girl called her and cried to her that in order to let her dye her hair back, her father stopped all her cards.

The performance achieved by the wholesale market is equivalent to wasting work.

Dong Wangshu smiled and said, "I told the old man that this year is my birth year. This hair color is auspicious, and I will definitely have good luck this year! The old man thought about it and returned my card immediately. Don't worry, I'm treating you today.

!”

"I have no intention of paying the bill today." Song Yueliang smiled and took a sip of wine.

In her heart, she actually envied Dong Wangshu. He was the jewel in the eye of the wealthy Dong family, loved by his parents, had no worries about food and clothing since he was a child, and lived a simple and happy life.

Like a little calf who doesn't know much about the world, she runs rampant and has no worries even if she gets into trouble. There will always be someone to take care of the aftermath.

"Yueyue? Yueyue? What are you thinking about? Why are you so stunned?"

Dong Wangshu came closer in confusion and waved his sensual hand in front of Song Yueliang.

Song Yueliang came back to her senses and glanced at her, "I'm just wondering how I became friends with a brat like you."

They are two completely different people.

Dong Wangshu is simple, carefree and knows no worries, like a sunflower growing in the sun.

And she was born with a despicable mark, and after experiencing changes, she turned into a poppy, with poison in its flowers and leaves.

"Why are you thinking so much? I like you and I want to be friends with you!" Feeling that words were not enough, Dong Wangshu went over and took Song Yueliang's arm, "Yueyue, tell me what happened today, you enter

Song's board of directors, are those two father and son so scared that they are scared to death?"

"You say you are helping me celebrate, but you are actually here to inquire about gossip, right?"

"Speaking of it, it makes me happy too. I've been holding this breath for four years!"

Song Yueliang ruffled her red hair and pushed her head away.

"It's not as if you're scared to death, but it's true that you're angry enough to be a pufferfish."

"Hahaha!" Dong Wangshu was overjoyed, "Please tell me carefully!"

The champagne liquid on the coffee table slowly decreased, and the night gradually became darker.

The music in the lobby changed from slow rocking to upbeat dance music, and the place became lively.

When Song Yueliang finished telling Dong Wangshu the story, the tower he built with toothpicks in his hand was also successfully completed.

Dong Wangshu opened his mouth to praise her for how good she was, but he saw the woman quickly took away the base of the tower. With a crash, the tower collapsed and the toothpick rolled to the ground.

"Yueyue?" Dong Wangshu was puzzled. It was built with great care. How could it be destroyed at the drop of a hat?

"It's such a pity to pick someone's teeth."

"..." The toothpick did something wrong.

"But Yueyue, you have been acting too frequently recently, and the two father and son of the Song family must have been wary. Now that you have forcefully joined their board of directors, things may not go as smoothly as you thought..." Thinking of his transformation from his brother

Dong Wangshu worried about the comments he heard there, "Is this too aggressive?"

Song Yueliang was silent, holding the wine glass and walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass, looking at the various expressions of the people downstairs with cold eyes.

After a while, she opened her lips and spoke.

"I don't have time, Dong Dong. If you don't take action, I'm afraid I will go crazy before then."

*

The loud noise almost broke through the floor-to-ceiling glass, and several young men and women in the booths were shaking their heads to the strong rhythm.

Sitting on the seat near the glass, Song Ziyu looked worried. He drank glass after glass of wine, but he still couldn't suppress the aggravation he felt in the afternoon.

"Young Master Song, drink slowly, drink slowly, the night is still going on. I just got a slap in the face, calm down!" Jiang Zhengyang took away the wine glass in front of Song Ziyu, patted the buttocks of the female companion next to him, "You go and accompany Song

Young Master, you have made people happy, you can choose the house or car as you like!"

The female companion was overjoyed and secretly cast a flirtatious look at Jiang Zhengyang. Then she sat next to Song Ziyu, wearing cool soft clothes and leaning against him. Her voice was charming, "Young Master Song——"

"Go away!" Song Ziyu pushed the person away mercilessly and looked at Jiang Zhengyang with a sullen face, "How did you know?"

Jiang Zhengyang suppressed his laughter and said seriously, "Hey! It just so happens that I have a love interest who works in the Song family... Don't worry, Mr. Song, I have a very strict mouth and will never tell anyone about it."

Song Ziyu's face turned black and he closed his eyes tightly.

Hold!

Today is the first day of PK~ Do you like the sweetheart cub? The cub needs to be fed~

(End of chapter)