Mr. Song, ask for a thigh

Chapter 219
The doorman looked through the window and felt that a big beautiful woman was standing outside the door. He couldn't bear it, so he gritted his teeth and made another phone call.

The housekeeper knew about Qian Mengmeng. After hearing what he said, he hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll ask the young master again."

After hanging up the phone, he turned to the living room and left.

On the way, I happened to meet Su Jingman.

Standing on the wooden floor of the corridor, Su Jingman looked at the heavy rain pouring down from the sky, but she didn't know what she was thinking.

Seeing him, she smiled and said, "It's raining so heavily, I'm afraid no one wants to go out."

The butler was surprised, thought for a while, and walked forward, "Madam, Miss Qian is outside the door and wants to see the young master."

"What?!" Hearing this, Su Jingman's eyes widened.

Before he could answer, she asked in disbelief, "You said Mengmeng was standing outside the door on such a heavy rainy day?!"

"Yes... the young master refuses to..."

"What are you doing!" Su Jingman was anxious, "Let her in quickly."

After the voice fell, she herself couldn't help raising her foot to walk out of the gate.

The housekeeper stopped him in time, "Madam, don't worry, I'll ask the guard to escort her in."

"Hurry up, it will be soaked in a while!"

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Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, watching the heavy rain outside the window, Song Huaijin frowned slightly.

With such a heavy rain, she should go back...

The worry in his heart still couldn't dissipate, he gritted his teeth, turned around and strode out of the bedroom with long legs.

No, you still have to check it out.What if she was stupid and still stood there?
When he reached the door, the phone rang in due course.

Song Huaijin lifted it up, and looked at the three characters Huapeacock on the caller ID, his expression sank.

"What are you doing?" To provoke him at this time, are you afraid that you will die soon enough?
Jing Chen's voice came through the handset, with faint worry, "Has Qian Mengmeng arrived at your place? Is she okay?"

Is this running to him to show off his affection? !
With a cold face, Song Huaijin almost squeezed four words between his teeth, "Never mind your business."

Jingchen: "..." Did the local tyrant Song take gunpowder? !
"I'm really not kidding you. This afternoon, I was looking for her for something, but I was accidentally beaten by a fan. She was implicated by me, and she was directly beaten into a concussion and passed out.

Just now, about half an hour ago, I just woke up.When I woke up, I rushed to your place in a hurry.I'm not afraid that something will happen to her..."

"She was beaten?!" Song Huaijin cut him off before he finished speaking.

"Yeah, I had a concussion, and I was in a coma for two hours. The first thing I did when I woke up was to borrow my cell phone to call you..."

With a twitch in his heart, Song Huaijin rushed out the door almost without thinking.

Jing Chen's nagging was still ringing through the phone, but he couldn't listen to it at all.

There is only one thought in Song Huaijin's mind at the moment, "See her right away!"

The further you walked, the faster your steps became, and finally you almost started to trot.

After cutting off the call on the mobile phone, Song Huaijin ran downstairs. The maid who came up was about to tell him about Qian Mengmeng, but he passed by in the blink of an eye.

"Master..."

Song Huaijin turned a deaf ear, and quickly reached the first floor, and then stopped when passing the living room.

"Song, Mr. Song." Seeing him suddenly appearing, Qian Mengmeng's eyes widened in surprise.

The big and clear eyes were full of apology and worry.

(End of this chapter)