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Chapter 17 Good boy, your house collapsed [Please recommend a ticket]

Half an hour later, Song Miao boarded the brightly lit yacht.

His gaze slid across the forest of wine and meat, and landed on the pile of people in the corner.

She stepped over the drunk crooked little girls, pulled Shen Yan out by the collar, and carried them off the deck.

After throwing someone across the room, a glass of cold water was poured directly on his face.

Shen Yan woke up suddenly, seeing her, his mind was stagnant, and he was in a daze.

"Drunken?"

Song Miao folded her arms and looked down at him with a cold expression.

Shen Yan wiped the water on his face, frowned, and his mind was clear.

"what happened?"

"The most popular search." Song Miao said with a smile, with a sneer on his face, "You don't have to play like this, big singer, one man and many women, you are very popular."

Shen Yan was stunned, and quickly grabbed her cell phone and flipped through Weibo.

boom--

The phone slipped from his hand and hit the ground.

Song Miao picked up the phone and tapped his head, "Congratulations, your future is ruined."

"Someone is messing with me." Shen Yan's voice was cold, and the gentle breath around him suddenly disappeared, "Call me."

Song Miao threw the phone to him, and smiled with his legs crossed.

Shen Yan glared at her, and said in a cold voice, "You better think about who would dare to do this to me!"

The smile on Song Miao's face froze slightly, and his eyes gradually turned cold.

Shen Yan was scolded by the other end of the phone for half an hour, and his face turned red when he hung up the phone.

Song Miao had never comforted anyone, seeing him angry, she just stayed quietly with him.

For a while, Shen Yan stared at her, displeased, "Can't you comfort me?"

Song Miao stretched out her hand, running her fingers through his icy black hair, comforting him like coaxing a puppy, "Hey, your house has collapsed."

Shen Yan glared at her, feeling uncomfortable.

Five years, from a student to the current position, it was ruined like this.

Song Miao felt that the ups and downs of falling from the infinite scenery to the altar should be very distressing, so he glared at her and she readily accepted it.

Seeing that she didn't care, Shen Yan felt even angrier, got out of bed with a snort and left.

Song Miao got up to follow, seeing that his gait was unsteady, she helped him by the arm.

Shen Yan directly held her shoulders and walked out, "If Xing Shao did this, I'll see if I'm not mad at him!"

Song Miao groaned, and chuckled, "It's okay to break the jar, anyway, your family can't count on your brother, and you have to have a son to go back to inherit the family property."

Shen Yan's complaints were choked, the hands holding her shoulders tightened, his crimson lips were pursed, and he looked very angry.

Song Miao helped him leave the yacht, threw him on the motorboat, and then went back on the yacht to find his cell phone.

In the crowd of women, Song Miao found the phone, glanced casually at the wine glass that had been thrown into the trash can, and frowned.

His cold eyes flicked across the table, looking at the position where Shen Yan was lying before, but he didn't find his wine glass, and snorted softly.

Thin hands directly picked up the garbage bag and threw it on the motorboat, and the man jumped off and left the yacht.

She dialed Liu Yin's phone, waited for the connection, and said in a cold voice: "The man has been found, now take him back to the villa."

"Then I'll call his agent, and you are optimistic that he is not allowed to give him his mobile phone. He has a bad temper and can't stand stimulation."

Song Miao hung up the phone to cut off her nagging.

After Shen Yan was thrown into the villa, Song Miaoli went to the window and dialed the long-lost phone number.

It rang for a long time, but I didn't answer.

Song Miao clicked his tongue slightly, folded his arms and waited.

Ten minutes later, the phone call came.

"What's the matter, Miao Miao." The voice was as gentle as the spring breeze in March, with a little bit of coolness in it.

"Do me a favor." Song Miao turned his body indifferent, and his hoarse voice was clear, "The boss I just signed has been screwed, can you help me find a reliable laboratory? I'm in Haiwu. "

"How have you been recently?" the man asked softly, covering up the sound of striking a match over there.

(End of this chapter)