Chapter 691 Recipe (11)

"Get out, get out now!"

Song Qing raised his finger angrily and yelled at Su Yu, but Su Yu's face was full of inexplicable satisfaction.

"No, show me." Su Yu smiled cruelly. This was the first time Song Qingyi said "scroll" to her since he could remember.

"Don't think I can't do anything to you, it's just a face like hers, believe it or not, I can destroy your face immediately!"

Song Qingyi seemed to have lost his mind with anger, and the usual Song Qingyi couldn't say such words.

Su Yu also turned cold when he heard the words, and looked at Song Qingyi coldly: "Who do you think you are, and you can do what you want to do to anyone?"

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she saw Song Qingyi raised his hand and the gun in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and sat calmly on the spot.

"Shoot."

"You..." Song Qing glared at Yu Chiguang furiously, his face became paler, but he gritted his teeth and did not let go, his eyes were also extremely sharp.

There was a playfulness in Su Yu's eyes.

Now Song Qing has carried a gun with him, which is really unexpected.

But... the gun was fired in front of her, not because she was confident, but because she really had the intuition that Song Qingyi would not shoot her.

"Forget it." Su Yu stood up slowly, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he pushed down the gun in Song Qingyi's hand.

Originally, she was just trying it out, but she didn't expect to actually press it like this, which is amazing.

"You go." Song Qingyi lowered his eyes, preventing Su Yu from seeing the emotion in his eyes.

"Why should I go?" Su Yu raised her eyebrows and sat back down again, her ink-like hair fell down from her shoulders and fell on her chest, she looked a bit soft.

"You haven't made it clear to me about the formula."

"I've said it all." Song Qingyi had no intention of raising his eyes to look at her.

"You didn't say anything." Su Yu raised her eyebrows and stared straight at him, as if she could see into his heart at a glance.

"It's just what Mo Qing told you. I have nothing else to add." Song Qingyi still lowered his eyes and didn't raise his head, his voice was already a little weak.

It looked like he had just been implicated in the wound behind him by his intense emotion.

"I don't believe it." Su Yu's face darkened.

It was more difficult for her to believe that her parents and Song Qingyi's parents had done such a dirty thing together.

She didn't believe that such a kind father and such a gentle aunt Song would do such a thing, even if Song Qingyi said it, she would not believe it.

Song Qing only moved slightly when he heard the words, changed his posture but didn't respond, and all the anger in his body dissipated, as if the two of them hadn't had a conflict to draw a gun just now.

"Okay, then tell me, is the formula in your hands?" Seeing that Song Qing was silent, Su Yu raised this more lethal question.

She didn't believe Song Qing so she didn't even look at her.

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, Song Qingyi raised his eyes to look at her, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes: "I said earlier, don't worry about this matter, someone will help you solve it."

The tone sounded a bit like a sigh, and there was a faint sense of helplessness that she didn't understand or hear.

Su Yu didn't notice the change in Song Qingyi's mood, and was still obsessed with her own question: "If it's not in your hands, then in whose hands is it? Otherwise, why did Song He arrest me and threaten you?"

(End of this chapter)

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