Chapter 104 The Undercurrent Was Surging (2)

Name:Dear, Marry Me Again! Author:Nan Lin
Chapter 104 the undercurrent (2)

Song Tingyu got into the car first, and Sulley, who followed him out, opened the passenger seat and sat in.

The car started and slowly disappeared before her eyes.

Su Hao gave an ambiguous laugh and got up to leave the restaurant. There were only Qiao Qing and Su Ran left.

"Ran Ran..." Qiao Qing didn't understand what was going on either. Su Hao told her that Su Ran and Song Tingyu seemed to have been having a conflict recently. He wanted to help them come back for dinner. It would be better if they met face to face, so she called Su Ran at noon and asked her to come back at night.

But what's going on now?

Sulley left with Song Tingyu's car, and Su Ran was still here.

Su ran pressed her sour eyes with her hand, put her phone in her bag, and left the The su family.

"Ran Ran..." Qiao Qing's voice rang from behind.

But this time, Su Ran didn't turn around. She left the house and drove away.

On the way back to the The song family, Su Ran's vision blurred. She could barely see the road in front of her. She parked the car on the side of the road, took a tissue and pressed her eyes.

After some time, the bitterness in her eyes faded and she drove back to the The song family.

As she had expected, Song Tingyu had not returned.

Sulley sensed that the man beside him looked very cold. His thin lips were pursed and stiff. His eyes were fixed on the front of the car, not knowing what he was thinking.

Even though Sulley knew that the man beside her was in a bad mood, it took her a long time to get into his car and get closer. Naturally, she didn't want to miss this opportunity.

She rubbed her hands together and looked at Song Tingyu, "Trial, where are we going?"

She knew that Song Tingyu and Su Ran wouldn't go back to the The song family if they had a fight. Of course, she didn't really have anything to go out. She just wanted to follow this man.

Before she could finish her sentence, she could only hear a screeching sound of brakes in the quiet night sky, because suddenly, her body was thrown forward so hard that she grabbed the seat belt subconsciously.

By the time she realized it, the car was already parked firmly on the side of the road.

Sulley's heart was still pounding wildly, and there was still a lingering fear, "Ting... Trial, what's going on? We..."

"Get out of the car." Song Tingyu said coldly without even looking at her.

Sulley thought he heard wrong, "What did you say?"

"I said get off!" Song ting's eyes were cold, "Didn't you hear me? Do you need me to say it again? Or do you need me to personally kick you out?"

Sulley was sure that he heard right this time. Song Tingyu really wanted to drive her out of the car, but these four weeks...

She glanced out of the car window. The road here was so remote that she didn't see a single person, let alone a car. How would she go back then?

"Trial, there's no car here. I..." Sulley was about to cry. Her beautiful face and facial features were all wrinkled together, "Don't do this to me. How am I going to go back?"

"Don't make me say it again, or you'll regret it." Song Tingyu's voice was as cold as ice.

And Sulley didn't dare to challenge his bottom line, because she had no doubt that he would do what he said. If she refused to go down, he would really drag her out of the car.

Even if Sulley didn't want to give up and hate her so much that she was about to break her teeth, she still had to open the car door and leave.

It was cold outside, and Sulley didn't wear a coat, so he got out of the car and was shivered by the cold wind.

Song Tingyu, on the other hand, drove away immediately after she got out of the car.

Leaving her shivering in the cold wind.

Fortunately, she had a phone with her, so she had to call her friends and ask them to come and take her away.

Song Tingyu originally wanted to drive back to the The song family, but in the end he turned around and headed for the The song family. On the way, he received a call from Tang Zichu saying that a business partner had come from Xinjiapo to talk about continuing the cooperation.

Song Tingyu was silent for a moment, "Send the address to my phone."

Although he did not like these social engagements, he did not want to go back and stay alone at the moment.

He followed the address Tang Zichu sent him to his destination, an entertainment city in the city.

Someone was waiting for him outside and took him to a private room. After some small talk, everyone sat down.

The partner of the Song shi, surnamed li, was a singaporean. Everything else was good, but she was a good woman. As soon as Song Tingyu came in, he saw several women sitting in the box.

In the beginning, business was about money, wine, and beauty.

But Song Tingyu didn't like this kind of occasion, so when he came in, he frowned. After he sat down, Mr. Li pushed the women beside him and let them sit beside him.

When Song Tingyu came in, the two women's eyes lit up. Compared with Song Tingyu, this Mr. Li looked very mediocre. Although he was also in his twenties and thirties, he was still compared by his appearance, height and powerful aura.

Song Tingyu noticed that the two women were approaching. He smiled and stopped them, "Li is always a guest, so you don't have to be polite to me. They just have to treat him well."

The woman was pushed back to Mr. Li's side.

After the business deal was settled, Mr. Li became more open and aboveboard, acting like no one was doing anything to the women around him, and even couldn't wait to go to the hotel.

Tang Zichu looked at the confused scene in the room. He frowned and looked at Song Tingyu. He was drinking, and several women wanted to sit next to him, but they all backed away from him.

Although they wanted to get close to him, they didn't want to lose their lives.

A few men who usually looked well-dressed in a business setting suddenly became beasts when they arrived, but fortunately, they left with their female companions one after another. Tang Zichu walked up to Song Tingyu and said, "Song Boss, president li, they left. I'll send you back."

Song Tingyu leaned back on the sofa with a glass of wine in his hand and shook it a few times, "Go over and greet them. Arrange a hotel. They can do whatever they need."

After all, this was Mr. Li's first time in Ancheng. He was a guest, and he was the host. Of course, he had to be treated appropriately.

"I know, Song Boss, but you..."

"I'll go back by myself later."

Song ting said as he poured another glass of wine.