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Chapter 209 Substitute Marriage: Warlord Marshal VS No. 1 Actress (11)

Chapter 209 Substitute Marriage: Warlord Marshal VS First Actress (11)

Author: melon crisp

Song Ci pushed him away, her face and eyes full of irritation, "Next time I see you, I will kill you as you wish."

Hua'er was shocked when she heard this. She was fine just now. Why did she end up like this?

Immediately and nervously, she walked up to Zhou Tairong. Rourou's voice was petite and timid, "Tairong, this..."

Seeing Song Ci leaving, Zhou Tairong licked the corners of his dry lips and stared at his back like a psycho.

Suddenly I really want to capture Song Ci...

Hua'er saw that he was in a daze and waved her hand in front of him, "Tai Rong, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Tairong came back to his senses and touched her hair. The girl's hair was soft and smooth and felt very comfortable to touch. "It's okay. I was just thinking about something. Good girl, let's go in and order a movie."

Ignoring this farce, Hua'er followed her into the cinema. This was her first time in such a place, and the crowds were densely packed. The people who came to see them were all rich overseas students. Of course, there were also many powerful people in the capital. This time she

It's thanks to Zhou Tairong that I can come.

After a movie, she watched it seriously. Zhou Tairong reached out and took the person into his arms, "Little Hua'er, is it good?"

"nice."

Hua'er has no culture and doesn't understand much. I just look at the good-looking people inside. They all have thick eyebrows and big eyes. They also sound nice. Putting it in such a big and square place looks novel and likes it.

"I'll take you to the theater when I'm free in the morning." Zhou Tairong thought of something and smiled again: "I heard it once and it was very good. You should also like it."

Zhou Tairong was so kind to her, Hua'er's face turned shy all of a sudden, and she snuggled into his arms: "Tairong..."



Ren Qinian watched Song Ci come back, his eyes fell on the thing he was still holding in his hand, and he said: "Confiscated?"

"No one was found." Song Ci looked unhappy.

Zhou Tairong, who had just encountered a psychopath, met the white-eyed wolf Ren Qinian again. Song Ci was in a bad mood and the air pressure around him was also low.

Ren Qinian's eyes paused, then he nodded and said, "That's right."

"What's wrong?" Song Ci looked up at him, and his tone suddenly turned cold: "You know he's not here today."

"Yes." Ren Qinian did not deny it, "I originally wanted to tell you that if I went to find you in the morning you were gone."

"Then why didn't you tell me in advance?" Song Ci's eyes were as sharp as a knife.

"I want to tell you, it's just that you left too fast." Ren Qinian looked at him and suddenly smiled, "And if you don't want to see me, if you don't want to see me, naturally I won't be able to see you."

Song Ci frowned. Indeed, he had ordered his servant Dongyuan to prohibit Ren Qinian from entering, but Song Ci felt uncomfortable hearing his tone. "Are you blaming me?"

"I didn't, Xiaoci, you're blaming me, you think too much." Ren Qinian sighed helplessly, it really seemed like that.

Ren Qinian suddenly spoke, with emotions hidden in his eyes that others could not understand. He reached out and gently pressed Song Ci's shoulder, but he stopped him.

"what you do?"

"I just want to tell you the address of Shen Yu's home." Ren Qinian sighed, "Xiao Ci'er, I don't know what happened that you are always so defensive about me, and I don't know what I did wrong to make you

If you are so upset, tell me and I will change it."

What Song Ci couldn't bear the most was that he spoke in such a compassionate tone. He felt that the person who was making trouble unreasonably was the one who felt that he had done something wrong.

Ren Qinian is so fake, so fake that it makes people sick to their stomachs.

"I don't need you to tell me, I will ask myself where he is..." Song Ci paused, and his eyes suddenly became sharp, "How do you know where Shen Yu's family lives?"

"Of course he told me." Ren Qinian naturally put his hand on Song Ci's shoulder, tightening his fingers slightly. He felt that the shoulder under his hand was thin and soft, and it felt like he could crush it with just a little force.

His eyes darkened, and there was a smile on his lips. It looked weird. His back was turned to Song Ci, so no one saw him.

Song Ci suddenly regretted that he hadn't come back after so many years and didn't know anything, but Ren Qinian knew all about it.

She waved his hand away and walked through the archway to the rockery in the front yard. Song Shenglin had something to do and didn't come back today. Song Ci originally wanted to find someone to find out about Shen Yu, but then she thought it would be better to ask in person.

Ren Qinian has been very busy recently, and Song Ci hardly sees him more than once a day. Song Ci was happy and chose a time to go to Jingui Garden to listen to a play.

The main reason was that there was a scene with Shen Yu, and I thought that when she got off the stage, I could just hand the things to him.

When I first arrived at Jinguiyuan and saw how crowded it was, I couldn’t help but sigh. Shen Yu is really famous, and he is indeed the living signature of Jinguiyuan.

Song Ci went up to the second floor and was about to sit down when he was stopped by the person next to him. After thinking for a moment, he didn't remember that he probably didn't know this person.

"Is something wrong?"

"We decided to sit here, young master. You can't sit here."

"Your names are written on the bench of this tea chair? If you say you won't let me do it, I won't let you do it." Before Song Ci could speak, a nonchalant voice came from behind, and he knew who it was as soon as he heard it.

He didn't show any expression, but he was very upset when he thought about that guy.

"Who are you?"
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