As he spoke, Sikong Xinghai glanced at the inconspicuous pebbles on the ground and then said, "But do you think you've won just like that? Impossible."
After saying that, Sikong Xinghai suddenly reached out and pushed him.
He then pushed the two bodyguards who had been desperately shielding him from bullets towards Xiao Shi.
At the same time, he turned around quickly and jumped into the river.
Then a loud "BOOM!" was heard.
Only Old Wang's startled cry remained, "Boss!"
On the other side, Song Qingqing cautiously walked out after finding the place quiet.
Upon discovering that the place was deserted, they immediately took off running.
But after running only a couple of steps, she remembered that there was a thousand-square-meter garden outside, and it would take her forever to walk out of there.
With that in mind, she turned around and started looking for a means of transportation.
After searching for a long time, I finally found a 28-inch bicycle.
Carry it out, sit on it, and with a strong push, your body will shoot out like an arrow.
Leaving the castle and arriving on the bustling main street, Song Qingqing realized that she was in Qingcheng.
She was a little dumbfounded. Had she really traveled from Zhongtang County to Qingcheng in just one night?
Never mind, I arrived at Qingcheng Bus Station, bought a ticket to Huangcheng, and then transferred from Huangcheng to Zhongtang County.
Unfortunately, when she arrived in Huangcheng, there were no more buses to Zhongtang County.
With no other option, she could only ride her old bicycle toward Zhongtang County.
By the time she returned to Zhongtang County, the moon was already high in the sky.
The unlucky guy who had been waiting there immediately got up from the ground when he saw Song Qingqing return and went up to her with concern, asking, "Qingqing, what exactly happened the night before last? Why did you suddenly disappear?"
The unfortunate guy even called the police because of this.
"I'm fine. Why are you lying here all alone again? Aren't you afraid of the dark?"
Song Qingqing felt a little warm, thinking that Sikong Xingchen hadn't come to look for her at all since she went missing.
I feel a little sad.
Mingming, he said last time that he would appear by her side as soon as possible.
Fine, considering how busy he is, I'll let him off this time.
"But I'm more afraid of something happening to you. Just thinking about it makes me feel like I'm going to die." The unlucky guy clutched the hem of his clothes, his voice filled with genuine emotion.
But as soon as she finished speaking, Song Qingqing looked a little embarrassed and hurriedly added, "You are my benefactor. You gave me a job so that I can live a good life."
You are now the most important...friend in my life.
So you absolutely cannot get hurt.
Hearing his explanation, Song smiled gently and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
The unlucky guy looked at the little hand on his shoulder and forgot to react for a moment.
It took a long time before she finally followed Song Qingqing into the shop.
"Qingqing, you should move out. It's really not safe here. Although there are security guards, they can't watch over you all the time."
Besides, there's still some distance between you two.
Song Qingqing had the same idea; she could have moved into her house in the Happiness Community a long time ago.
She hadn't stayed there before because she wanted an easy life.
Looking back now, it's true that it wasn't as safe as a residential community.
"Tomorrow is the weekend, come help me move then."
"Okay!"
The conversation abruptly ended, and Song Qingqing suddenly remembered something.
She hasn't been to Grandpa Liu's house these past two days, and she doesn't know if they can taste the difference in the dishes.
"Xiao Yi, how are the groceries selling at the store these past two days?" Song Qingqing suddenly asked.
The unlucky guy grinned and ran to a corner to hand over the money for the two days' worth of groceries to Song Qingqing.
"It sold out before it even hit the shelves, how could it not be good?"
"That's good." Song breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that at this rate, the vegetables would be sold out before they even wilted.
However, if they buy a few days' worth, they will definitely find problems.
Sigh, I don't want to think about it anymore, this is a dead end.
The next day, the two had breakfast together, finished up the business at the shop, and then started moving.
After a flurry of activity, we had lunch.
After that, the two parted ways.
One went to the store, and the other went to the Shenlong Building.
Today is the weekend, and it's the day Sikong Xingchen tutors her.
They rushed towards the Shenlong Building.
But to her utter surprise, she would witness this scene.
On the familiar large bed, two naked men and women were lying there.
"Hey! Why didn't you knock?"
On her bare shoulders, marked with suggestive marks, Yin Xiaozhi, who was embracing Sikong Xingchen, saw Song Qingqing suddenly rush in.
He quickly pulled the blanket up to cover them both.
Song Qingqing's phoenix eyes were bloodshot as she glared at Sikong Xingchen, who still had his back to her.
She wanted to go up and confront them, but her body seemed to be frozen in place.
The little hand beside her tightened and loosened, then tightened again.
After a long while, she finally managed to suppress her rage. Was the reason he didn't go to find her or save her because he was having an affair with his god-sister?
How could Sikong Xingchen treat her like this?
Song Qingqing didn't dare to step forward, but she was unwilling to believe that Sikong Xingchen would treat her like this.
Stiffly, he slowly moved toward the bedside.
Seeing this, Yin Xiaozhi's eyes flashed, and she said, "Don't you have any manners at all?"
They interrupted our good time and wanted to see our naked bodies.
Are you a pervert?
Song Qingqing ignored him and walked to the bedside with steps as heavy as a thousand pounds.
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