Chapter 164

Wei Yuan protects Chu Huan behind her, glancing at the guards behind her. Her eyes are full of dark color. The powerful atmosphere makes these people afraid.

"Have you done enough?" Zhang Yi yelled at Lan Ling, "if you don't go, I'll go by myself."

They are going to get married soon, and Zhang Yi is pretty good to her on weekdays. Although they did not live in the same place, Zhang Yi would unconditionally agree to Lanling's request, which satisfied Lanling.

Immersed in this happiness, she felt that Zhang Yi still had affection for her, but had been blinded before.

All of this collapsed at the moment of Chu Huan's appearance, and all the illusions disappeared at this moment.

Lanling hate Chu Huan hate gingival itching, arrow on the string, if she let Chu Huan this time, she will become a laughing stock in the famous girl.

She would never allow it.

But looking at Zhang Yi's face, she managed to ease the relationship with Zhang Yi. She didn't want to offend Zhang Yi. It was very ugly.

Before weighing the pros and cons, she chose to step back and glared at Chu Huan and Wei Yuan, pointing to their noses and saying, "this time you are lucky, but you will not be lucky all the time."

Chu Huan struggles out of Wei Yuanhuai's heart. Her face sinks with blue Ling's cold eyes. Finally, she falls on Zhang Yi and quickly drops down.

She and Zhang Yi have made it clear that the purpose of soaking up one drunk to solve one thousand worries is to forget Zhang Yi and say goodbye to the past. She has no expectations in her heart for a long time.

Chu was happy to calm down, again on the blue Ling's eyes, word by word: "today's matter, is I drunk recklessly, I apologize to you."

"Who needs your apology?" Lanling doesn't pay attention to her at all, and feels that Chu Huan is giving to herself.

She gave a cold "hum" and took Zhang Yi's arm and left.

Zhang Yi was her. Maybe in the years she left, Zhang Yi had a different life. Those are just accidents. Zhang Yi is her. No one can take them away.

Chu Huan looked at them leaving the figure, look a little lonely, more is the release, finally she can completely let go.

"Zhang Yi, I wish you happiness."

Chu Huan said in his heart, the corners of his mouth rose, and his face was also covered with a smile.

Wei Yuan has been worried that she can not stand the blow, see her like this, also feel relieved. He said to her, "let's go back and drink."

They went back upstairs.

In the whole process, Song Qing stood at the stairs. From the beginning to the end, she seemed to be an outsider, indifferent to the development of things, but felt extremely ironic.

She gave a bitter smile. She wanted to go back, but she didn't think it was meaningful to go back. She simply went out for a walk and saved her time to see Chu Huan and Wei Yuan looking at each other.

She came to a section and was stopped by a maid. "My lady wants to see you."

Song Qing pick eyebrows, "who is your lady, I don't know her."

"My lady is Lanling." The maid reported to her family, "my miss and you have common enemies. If you don't want to be oppressed by Chu Huan all your life, you can go with me."

Song Qing follows her to a small courtyard where chrysanthemums are planted. The yellow chrysanthemums are spread all over the ground. The colors are bright and attractive.

Chrysanthemum is a symbol of revenge, Lanling planted so many chrysanthemums in the yard, must be filled with hatred of Chu Huan.

Lanling is watering the flowers. When she comes in, she gives the kettle to the maid and asks song Qing to sit in.

The furnishings in the room are simple. There is only a table, a chair, a bed and a few books. From the simple furnishings, we can see that the host is a person who likes to be elegant.

She sat down with a worried heart. There was a fragrance of Chrysanthemum in the room, and chrysanthemum was also soaked in the tea cup.

She didn't like to drink these things, and she didn't want to offend Lanling. She sipped the tea cup on her mouth and put it down.

"You don't like it?" Lanling raises eyebrows.

"No Song Qing's voice is very low. In front of Lanling, she has a deep sense of inferiority.

Lanling ignored her words and said, "I want to cooperate with you to deal with Chu Huan!"

"What do you want me to do?"

"Kill her to avoid future trouble."

"This..."

Song Qing's teacup shakes for a while, the water splashes down on her arm, looks puzzled at Lanling, looks nervous.

"You don't want to?" Lanling picked her eyebrows. "You should know that Wei Yuan likes her. As long as she lives, Wei Yuan won't have your position in her eyes. Are you willing to lose to her?"

Song Qing is staring at the water cup with her eyes straight, without opening her mouth.

"Zhang Yi is going to marry me. Chu Huan is a restless master again. If you don't get rid of her, you'll have no way back after she's with Wei Yuan. " Lanling is a woman, and naturally she knows her weaknesses.

She knew that Song Qing was moved, and did not urge her, but said: "now there is an opportunity to get rid of her. If you want to, just nod; if you don't want to, get up and leave, and I won't stop you."Song Qing was still silent and did not nod or leave. Her teeth clenched her lower lip. She seemed to be struggling in her heart.

Lanling handed her a line of notes, "three days later, I'll wait for you in the back mountain. It's up to you. You can do it yourself. "

Song Qing opens the note with a plan to deal with Chu Huan.

The plan is detailed and meticulous. As long as she leads Chu Huan in the past, everything will be over.

She clenched the note, still somewhat unsure, and said, "are you sure she can die?"

"Yes." Miss Song Lanling nodded, "is that what you want to do?"

"I'll think about it again." Song Qing left this sentence and left here in general.

She really wanted to kill Chu Huan before, and since then, no one will compete with her for Wei Yuan's love.

Song Qing's heart is more clear is that Wei Yuan does not like her, even if there is no Chu Huan, Wei Yuan will not have her position.

Chu Huan died, can only let Wei Yuan die for her, and can not let Wei Yuan put his mind on himself.

Song Qing hesitated. When she passed the river, she tore up the paper and threw it into the river. The pieces of paper fluttered and fell on the water. The breeze blew and slowly moved along with the ripples.

"Must Chu Huan die?" Song Qing asked herself, but could not get an answer.

Back at the government office, Chu Huan was drunk, but her eyes were very bright. Seeing her back, she took her arm and talked about something. The voice was too small for her to listen to.

Holding Chu Huan's arm, she found that her arm was very thin, basically only bone, no meat.

Song Qing was a little sad. Her tears whirled in her eyes. She said, "have you ever regretted giving up Zhang Yi?"

"He's happy, everything doesn't matter." Chu Huan saw her tears, gathered together, concern way, "how did you cry? If Wei Yuan bullies you again, I'll beat him for you. "

Stumbling out.