Song Yi stood behind Fang Zongtang, his eyes were like the abyss at the bottom of the sea, so deep that the bottom could not be seen.

Chen Zhen said earnestly: "Sister Zong, aren't we going to Jordan today? We can use this money to buy things and see how prices have changed compared to ten years ago."

Zhang Xingzu didn't dare to say a word. He just nodded slightly, as if he was afraid that someone would see it.

It’s not that we can’t collect this money.

She slowly raised her smile and said, "I'll take the money here. Your tuition has been paid, so you don't have to give me money anymore."

Zhang Xingzu didn't dare to speak, Chen Zhen said.

"Sister Zong, we haven't even graduated yet. Now that you're back, can we continue to learn from you?"

She thought for a moment and said, "I will study foreign languages ​​in the morning and only have time in the afternoon. If you want to follow me, then follow me!"

Song Yi's lips were almost pursed into a straight line.

She stood up and carried the suitcase back to the room. When she came back, she had in her hand a hand-sewn bag with a black background and purple edges embroidered with crabapple red.

The bag was bulging, and after taking it out, Song Yi naturally took it in his hands and carried it.

"Let's go to Hongyuan Education first."

No wonder rich people walk so calmly. Without the pressure of money, she feels like she is floating when she walks.

I feel relaxed all over.

This was the first time she had looked at the street seriously and carefully since she came back.

"Drive slower."

Song Yi didn't even need to say anything, the bodyguard slowed down immediately.

Just after exiting Queen's Road, a group of nine motorcycles sped past the car less than a meter away from the car window and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

She immediately grabbed Song Yi's hand beside her.

“I want to buy a motorcycle!”

Song Yi clenched his fingers tightly with excitement. If he didn't hold on tighter, he would be blown away by the motorcycle.

"No, that's too dangerous. There are reports of motorcycle accidents on the news every day. If you want, let's buy an electric car."

She glanced over dangerously and saw that person starting to boss her around again.

Song Yi saw the look in her eyes, and hurriedly grabbed her hand and said, "Your head hasn't recovered yet. What if you get dizzy while riding? Motorcycles go so fast, and if you get dizzy, you might crash into other cars. If your great grandfather knew you were playing with your life, he would kick open the coffin lid and beat you!"

Aww~Has he even learned to use his great-grandfather to pressure her?

Song Yi thought for a moment and said, "Maybe when you are dreaming, your great grandfather will come into your dream and scold you!"

She pursed her lips and looked at the person who spoke coldly.

"You're so cruel!"

Song Yi laughed as if he was relieved: "If you don't listen, I will run to my great grandfather and complain~"

I can't stand it anymore, this guy is so rude!

When he arrived at Jordan, Song Yi took a breath and climbed out of the car, holding his stomach.

When Chen Zhen and Zhang Xingzu saw him like this, they looked at Fang Zongtang strangely.

It was the heartless Zhang Xingzu who approached Fang Zongtang and asked in a low voice.

"Brother Zongtang, please be nice to my brother Song and don't torture him to death."

Fang Zongtang raised his eyelids and said fiercely, "Why, do you want to replace him?"

Zhang Xingzu was so scared that he quickly raised his hands in surrender.

"Come on, Brother Song has already trained you. If it were me, I would have beaten you to death in a few hits."

Seeing Zhang Xingzu like this, she laughed unhappily: "You know nothing. If I didn't train him, do you think he would be alive and well until now?"

Zhang Xingzu was confused by this. Did Zongtang mean that Song was often beaten by others? It was obviously only her who beat him.

At that time, he always felt that Brother Song was quite pitiful!