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Her intention to save Song Zhuqing is not simple, and a larger part is due to the identity of Song Langtian.
In fact, she also understands that after the news of the Dark Congregation has spread, there will be no less opposition.
Even if Song Langtian is the president of a metal guild, he can't stop it completely.
However, she believes that the identity of the president still has a certain role.
As long as you can reduce the resistance a little, it is a success for them.
"The saint, thank you very much."
Song Langtian’s face was full of smiles. Although these days, there were a lot of smiles on his face. But this time it was really from the heart, and there was no such thing as a cloud that had been haunting in his heart. He is all relaxed.
"Do your best."
Under the invitation of Song Langtian and Song Zhuqing, it was really difficult to have a good time. Baili Red Makeup and Lu Hongwei went to the restaurant together with the two.
She understands that if she does not agree, Song Langtian will feel overwhelmed.
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"Less Lord, my wife has been in for seven days. Until now, there is no news. Should we go in and see?"
Huang Futing looked at the emperor who still maintained the position and looked at the bright congregation. The heart also admired the extreme.
After waiting for so many days, he had already been unable to hold back.
There is no movement for such a long time. If the wife is in danger, isn’t that trouble?
Even if the Lord is only sitting there calmly and indifferently, the temperament of the ethereal dust seems to not eat the fireworks, but he understands that the heart of the Lord must be more anxious than him.
What he admired most was the mind of the young master. After forbearing for so long, he did not directly rush out to have a look.
"No hurry." Emperor Beibei slowly said, "She should have other things delayed."
"Less Lord, how did you judge it?"
Huang Futing frowned, and they have been staying in the restaurant since then. There is no news at all in the Guangming Congregation. This situation cannot be judged at all!
"With my understanding of her."
Emperor Bei's lips and micro-hooks, red makeup has never been unprepared.
This time he insisted on coming to peace of mind, but he understood that since she dared to come here, she proved that she is confident.
There has been no movement for so long, and something must have happened.
Listening to the words of Emperor Beibei, Huang Futing is also a slight glimpse. He always feels that the Lord and his wife are a very tacit pair. Perhaps it is really too anxious?
Just as they waited, suddenly, four figures came out in front of the Guangming Holy See.
"Little master, is a lady!" Huang Yuting was excited.
The emperor turned around and looked at the white figure that was elegant and dusty. The light was different from the usual calm and more gentle.
"The lady is really fine."
Huang Futing breathed a sigh of relief, although he did not understand what happened on the 7th, but since Mrs. still can talk and laugh, it proves that there is no problem.
"However, how can the wife be with President Song?"
"Song President?" Emperor Beibei raised his eyebrows.
Huang Futing nodded slightly. "The president of Lu is the president of Song. He is the president of the metal guild. I have seen it once in a few years.
The young man next to him is his son Song Zhuqing. I heard that he was poisoned, so that he couldn’t get in, and he didn’t expect to see him here. ”
"It turns out that." Emperor Beibei raised his eyebrows, and his lips raised a fascinating smile.