"You don't deserve it! I will never accept you, you bastard, you son of a bitch! Now I am just using you, you are just a pawn of mine!" Ya,

Tong saw that he finally drank the glass of water, and slowly loosened his clenched fingers. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

"Whatever you want, just be happy. I have always respected you. After all, you have raised me for so many years."

Lan Songqi frowned contemptuously: "When do we take action?"

He agreed, and now he had no choice but Yatong.

Besides, after all, the two of them benefited each other and helped each other. If he died, it would not be good for Yatong.

Yatong is very cunning and would not fail to think of this.

Ya Tong finally relaxed her gaze and lowered her voice: "Wait for my call!"

After Lan Songqi left his Song family's old house, he listened to Yatong and lived in a hotel.

As soon as he left, Song Cheng came to Yatong's room.

Looking at the empty cup, the indifference in his eyes became more obvious.

He kissed Yatong on the cheek: "Very good."

Yatong grabbed his sleeve with some trepidation.

Song Cheng didn't wait for her to speak, and said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!"

She nodded slowly. Now she could only choose to believe this evil Song Cheng!

But when Song Cheng returned to his room, he stared at the small red dot on the computer monitor with a sneer.

He had left something in Yatong's room, which preserved the process between him and her, including her negotiation with the old man today.

He always had to have something about Yatong so that he could make good use of it in the future.

As the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it.

Isn’t it!