Chapter 247

Song Qinghuan looked back at Lu Meiyan in amazement: "you are threatening me, mom!"

One side of the Song Ci can't help but throw away the chopsticks and point to Lu Meiyan: "are you her mother, how can you threaten her daughter like this?"

Lu Meiyan sighed: "I also have no way, Huanhuan, you have grown up, I don't have to care about you, but I have to care about your brother, you have to think so, that is a threat!"

Song Qinghuan couldn't believe it. Her hand was shaking. She couldn't stay any longer, or she would have to call an ambulance.

When he went back by subway, song Qinghuan was very angry and distressed.

She has no doubt that if she doesn't give her money, Lu Meiyan will go to her company to make trouble. At that time, all the people in the company will know that she is a plain sister.

What to do?

This matter does not allow song Qinghuan to think too much. Another thing that bothers her even more is that she is on the subway and sees the man at noon.

I didn't see him when I got on the bus? Why did you meet him on the subway?

Song Qinghuan's vigilance expanded his senses.

In fact, it's quite close from the subway station to the villa area. She doesn't need to take a taxi, but she doesn't dare to walk alone at night, so she takes a taxi back to the villa and asks the taxi driver to drive directly to the door of the villa through the private road.

The villa was brightly lit. Knowing that Shi Yuhan was in front of her, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Then she looked at Shi's road a few times and saw that there was no movement in the dark night. Then she turned and entered the house.

In the living room, Shi Yuhan was sitting on the sofa, with a laptop on his feet, and his fingers kept moving.

When song Qinghuan came into the room, he didn't even glance.

It was not until song Qinghuan ignored him and ran upstairs that he raised his eyes and quietly gazed at the fast running figure.

Song Qinghuan thinks that Shi Yuhan has a cold war with her. No one cares. He thinks that Shi Yuhan is sitting in the living room. He should leave later and go back to the villa behind him.

But even so, still careful, the door locked.

But what if it's locked? The villa is warm. No one can stop him from entering any door he wants.

As soon as song Qinghuan opened the door of the bathroom after taking a bath, his hand was grabbed and pulled out.

She was startled. Her breath was a little disordered. Before she could react, she kept warm like a vigorous cheetah and pressed her tightly against the wall beside her.

Song Qinghuan's eyes are wide open, and he looks at the man who is pressing himself in horror. He is staring at her. His fierce and beautiful facial features make people feel awed at a glance.

After a slight shock, song Qinghuan, who responded, wanted to get rid of his repression without saying a word, "shiyuhan, what are you doing, let me go --"

that night, when he treated her like that, she thought he should have a trace of guilt.

But he didn't expect that he called her back just to continue what happened that night.

Song Qinghuan was so angry that he glared at him and struggled harder.

But he couldn't shake him at all. He looked down at the plump and round plump in her pajamas with an evil smile at the corner of his mouth

"Pa!" A slap throw out of time, stunned song Qinghuan himself.

She's scared herself. How can she protect herself from the cold?