The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 431 Mencius Confession

In fact, Song Ye admired this kind of brain circuit that gradually intertwined with each other, and even said that if Fu Tonger wasn't targeting her, she would be happy to win him over to become a strong general under her command.

With a gloomy mind, flexible, and meticulous thinking, she believes that this is a good seedling.

It's a pity, she should never have done it, and it was her own fault.

At this moment, Song Ye finally understood the reason why she was wearing a cool and freezing skirt in the middle of the night. It could be torn anytime, anywhere.

However, "I said earlier that who you like is your business, don't take your anger out on me." Song Ye didn't know why the other party insisted on making himself and Meng Ziheng together, even if they looked good, This gender is not compatible.

"Heh, don't think I'm being fooled. I'm going to end up like this today. It's all because of you. Song Ye, you can't escape." The smile on Fu Tong'er's face became a little more weird. It looks a bit permeable.

To vent anger, to vent anger again.

Song Ye was attacked by two women with the same lines one day in a row, no matter how big her heart was, she felt a little irritable, but her irritability was only shown on her face, with a slight frown, and her coldness remained unchanged.

She pulled out her hand, squeezed her wrist, and suddenly walked towards Fu Tong'er, with a hint of evil in her demeanor, "You said you were going to tear your clothes and let people come and rape you, did you guess that I would Hit a woman with your hands, so that you can't even howl?"

What?This is obviously out of the routine. No matter how much Fu Tonger conceived, she never expected that the cold school grass would hit a woman.

But from the expressionless face of the other party, Fu Tong'er suddenly saw this possibility.

"Song Ye, if you dare to touch me, the Meng family will not let you go... um..." Before the threat was finished, this possibility had already become a reality.

Song Ye shot very quickly, almost hitting Fu Tonger's stomach with a punch when he was in front of her. The severe pain hit her, and Fu Tonger's mouth was covered before the vented wailing rushed out of her throat.

Her stomach ached to the point of cramps, and Fu Tonger, who had never been subjected to such violence, wished she could faint immediately. At this time, she could still hear a cold response from her ear, "The Meng family is just a fart in my eyes." .”

The vulgar words exposed the repressed flame in Song Ye's heart at the moment, and then he took a towel from the hotel and stuffed it into Fu Tong'er's mouth, and slapped her several times with his backhand.

Can't cure Han Yan, who is thousands of miles away, can't she even move Fu Tong'er?
All of these are because she doesn't show off her power and treats her like a sick cat.

After slapping the face and venting his depression, Song Ye tied the man behind his back, and was about to call someone to come over to deal with it, when suddenly there was a ding dong, and the doorbell rang again.

Fu Tong'er, who was terrified over there, heard that someone was coming, and immediately ran over to the door for help regardless of her embarrassment.

As long as someone sees her like this, even if Song Ye jumps into the Yellow River, he won't be able to clean up.

At the moment when speed determines everything, Song Ye naturally won the championship. He strode forward, raised the knife in his hand and fell, and slashed at Fu Tong'er with the knife in his hand. This time, he was really completely unconscious this time.

Throwing the person into the toilet and closing the door behind his back, Song Ye returned to the gate to open it.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Meng Ziheng standing outside the door, Song Ye raised his eyebrows. Today, the Meng family is rushing to pay her New Year's greetings.

"En." Meng Ziheng pursed his lips, responded in a low voice, and then added, "Can we come in and talk?"

Song Ye's brows were raised again, and he glanced at the flimsy school uniform on the opponent's body.

Heh, the tricks are all the same.

Turning sideways to signal for people to come in, Song Ye wasn't worried that the people in the toilet would wake up and act like demons.

The room was still clean, except for a missing towel, there were no traces of fighting.

Of course, this was because Song Ye beat Fu Tong'er unilaterally just now, and the other party didn't even have the ability to resist.

"Song Ye, there is one thing I want to confess to you." Meng Ziheng didn't have any greetings as soon as he entered the room, and the atmosphere was slightly frozen by his straightforward approach.

"Huh?" Song Ye replied absently, thinking about how to quickly and efficiently repay Meng Ziheng's favor, so that he didn't notice anything strange about the other party's confession.

Seeing that the other party did not respond, Meng Ziheng was not disappointed. He stood there solemnly, his handsome face tensed, and his palms were sweating slightly. He took a few deep breaths, trying not to let his voice tremble, and then spoke. Word by word, he said very seriously: "Song Ye, I think, I like you."

"Yeah." Song Ye was still distracted, and after subconsciously responding, he realized what he had just heard, and suddenly raised his head and glanced at the boy opposite, "What did you say?"

Seeing Song Ye's rare exaggerated shocked expression, Meng Ziheng pursed his lips, feeling that his heart was unbelievably soft. He took a breath and tried not to scare her, "Song Ye, I like you, and I mean it."

He is a straightforward person who follows his inner thoughts. He may be a little slow emotionally, but once he is emotional and determined, he will move forward bravely.

In this regard, a certain elder brother is not as good as Meng Ziheng.

However, it was also because Qin Zhan knew Song Ye that he had many concerns. Just as Song Ye's face gradually calmed down after being shocked, what slowly emerged was not emotion, but coldness.

"Meng Ziheng, do you know that I'm a boy?" Song Ye felt that he needed to understand the situation first before making a judgment on the next step.

But Meng Ziheng didn't think about other things, he was anxious to confess his feelings, "I know, but I still like you, regardless of gender. I hope you don't rush to reject me and give me a chance."

Before coming here, Meng Ziheng had thought a lot about it, and he also knew that between the two of them, the most difficult thing to overcome was the question of gender, so he didn't want to rush for an answer.

Song Ye looked at the serious boy standing in front of him, frowned, and suddenly felt a headache.

Just now, she thought that Fu Tong'er was aimlessly targeting herself to vent her anger, but she didn't expect the truth to come so quickly and caught her off guard.

In terms of feelings, she realized that she was a little slow.

However, "Don't think about it, I don't like you." Without hesitation, she gave the final answer directly, and she could still tell clearly whether she liked it or not.

Perhaps Meng Ziheng didn't expect her to be so decisive, and he was a little dazed for a while.

Song Ye didn't want to say too much, and while avoiding him, he said: "After this competition, I will help you win the sovereignty of the Meng family as soon as possible, and there is no need to say more about other things."

(End of this chapter)