“Crack, crack…”

I ate Godiva chocolate in big mouthfuls, but the sweetness in my mouth couldn't suppress the fear in my heart.

She almost shook the chocolate off.

She really wanted to cry, she almost cried just now.

She couldn't cry, absolutely not in front of her opponent.

Never expose your weaknesses to your opponent. That is more terrifying than catching a snake with your bare hands.

But she was really scared.

She's going to buy some snake-shaped jewelry to practice with; it's so scary.

"Assistant Yang, is there a restaurant in the capital that specializes in this kind of insect meat?"

"Yes, why do you suddenly want to eat insect flesh?"

"It tastes quite unique. I suddenly want to eat insect meat. Go and reserve a table. I'll treat Director Liu to dinner."

The entire company knew that Director Liu had several pet snakes, and this was clearly an attempt to kill his pets.

Too cruel.

In the situation just now, she was able to react quickly, take advantage of the situation, and turn the tables, causing Brother Zhang and Special Assistant Xu to kill each other.

…

Liu Yong thought Song Xijiao was scared and wanted to make peace with him.

He took a shower and sprayed perfume before going to the private room.

Song Xijiao ordered several meat dishes of all flavors.

"Boss Liu, try this meat. It's delicious."

Liu Yong looked at the table full of meat and his stomach cramped.

"Mr. Song, what does this mean?"

Song Xijiao picked up a piece of meat, put it in her mouth, and chewed it slowly.

"This meat is really good, Mr. Liu, don't you want to try it?"

Liu Yong gripped the chopsticks so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

"Mr. Song, the snake was a symbol of power in ancient Greece."

Song Xijiao used a porcelain spoon to stir the silky soup, and the sound was as smooth as the soup.

"Isn't power meant to be eaten? If I don't eat it, how can I ensure that power remains within my control? It's like if I eat this piece of meat, it will be transformed into my energy."

The porcelain spoon stirred the soup in circles. The yellow and white colors blended together in the bowl, then separated and blended again, inseparable.

"Or perhaps, Mr. Liu wants me to be the meat, shared by the others. After all, more meat means more soup."

Liu Yong's facial muscles were trembling. He looked down at the snake meat that had been mashed into a paste and clenched his back teeth tightly.

"Mr. Song, you're joking. How could I possibly hope..."

"That's good. After all, my meat isn't very tasty. If someone eats it and breaks their teeth, it won't be worth it."

Song Xijiao's eyes were upturned, her pupils were distinct black and white, clear and charming, with a smile on her lips and a gentle tone, but the words she spoke were like candied fruit wrapped in arsenic, sweet yet poisonous.

And the Serpenti Misteriosi Romani (Mysterious Roman Snake) on her hand seemed alive, wrapped around her wrist, the sapphire on the snake's head shining with dazzling light, cold, sharp, gloomy and eerie.

Yang Peifeng stood aside, not daring to breathe.

The private room was eerily quiet, with only the sound of Song Xijiao stirring the soup.

"Tick, tick."

Liu Yong's forehead was sweating, and the sweat dripped into the soup, forming circles of fine lines.

“………”

"Mr. Song...Mr. Song, I...I have something else to do. I...I'll leave first."

Stumbled out of the private room.

"Go pay the bill, and give the kitchen a big red envelope. The soup is well made."

"yes."

Yang Peifeng went to pay the bill and observed Liu Yong's reaction.

Liu Yong's face was pale as he staggered out. He didn't even drive the car but just took a taxi and left.

There were many young couples on the street, whispering, kissing, bargaining with the flower sellers, laughing and hugging.

Love is raging, sweeping through the city like a typhoon.

What a beautiful day.

The roar of the V12 engine sounded, and the lava red Cullinan stopped steadily next to the Buick GL8.

The special car assigned to her by Zhao Hairong.

She handed the car keys to Yang Peifeng, "Assistant Yang, drive away!"

Yang Peifeng took the key, "Then you..."

The door of Cullinan opened, and Song Xijiao first threw the bag into the car, then used her hands and feet to roll and crawl into the car. Her movements were smooth and fluid, and it was obvious that she had done this many times.

Yang Peifeng stood there in a daze, his lips slightly parted. What was Song Xijiao saying...

It's like being a thief.

The man in the driver's seat is tall and has long legs. He looks like a handsome guy. On the ring finger of his right hand that is resting on the steering wheel is a DR, which is a gift to only one person in a lifetime. It is the YOU & ME series - love never ends.

DR's slogan was so tacky that Song Xijiao would never forget it in her life.

A man can only customize one in his lifetime.

So funny.

Pei Hetong's DR was also given to her.

A man's promise to say I love you is to spend less money.

Perhaps, jewelry sells feelings and stories, and so does love.

She had just fastened her seat belt when a large hand with distinct bones and bulging veins covered her.

"Jiaojiao, you haven't seen me for seven days. Do you miss me? Ah."

Pei Zhiting raised all the windows in the car and the partitions. He coiled up like a python in the rainforest, and the crisp woody scent came over him, even warming the air in the car by several degrees.

The Cullinan has a lot of rear space.

The two small white dolls hanging in the front row are Disney's Stella Lou.

Taro-colored skin, watery round eyes, and a small aqua blue flower on the head.

So cute.

She likes this doll the most.

Zhao Peihetong said that he was a grown man and it would be demeaning to hang such a thing in his car, so he refused to do so no matter what.

Now, he appeared in Pei Zhiting's car.

“…”

Pei Zhiting liked to stare at her face.

It seemed as if this could make up for the more than ten years he had missed.

Afterwards, the two went to a luxury store to buy a skirt, then went to a Japanese restaurant to eat, and finally went to the cinema.

Pei Zhiting bought tickets for "The Unknown Story".

She was most afraid of the situation where everyone else was crying but she wasn't.

The entire theater was filled with only the light and sound of the movie, and things other than love became clear.

She felt many things.

I felt that the director didn't really care whether the audience liked the movie or not, he just wanted to tell the story.

The light from the projector shone dimly on Pei Zhiting's face, and the outline of his face looked like a towering mountain.

Her eyes were also red.

She suddenly realized that she actually didn't understand Pei Zhiting at all.

Song Xijiao remembered a sentence.

“Love is only a source of inspiration for artistic creation. What art ultimately presents is not love, but an analysis of human nature.”

An artist only loves people who can inspire him.

Artists love the world, but not any particular person.