Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

Qian Mengmeng looked at Song Qian and thought it would be good if mommy had a little bit of a crush on daddy!

Song Qian could not face the fact that he kissed Pei Yilin voluntarily, so he could only change the subject and ask, "What happened to liu xuan?"

"There's something wrong with the pastry she brought in. Of course, she's going to be punished!" Qian Mengmeng said with ease, "But the older brother knew that she was being used, so he let her go and said that he would never see her again."

Something's wrong!

As an assassin, Song Qian knew that the reason was not as simple as Qian Mengmeng said.

No matter what, Liu Xuan came in with poison, and Pei Yilin couldn't let her go so easily.

Could it be that Pei Yilin deliberately let liu xuan go back as bait to find out the person behind the poison?

At this moment, doctor Hao and Xia Er'lan walked in.

Xia erlan was holding the food that Song Qian had been thinking about, while doctor Hao was carrying a set of medical equipment.

Song qian ate while doctor Hao examined her.

After ten minutes, doctor Hao said, "It's no big problem. It's just that you have to take more tonics these days. Otherwise, your body will be weak and you will get sick easily."

"Thank you." Song Qian whispered. She firmly believed that there must be a blessing in the future. How could she have caught up with so many unfortunate things?

However, it was obvious to Song Qian that ever since she met Pei Yilin, she had become unlucky, and even the poison that had been prepared for Pei Yilin had been eaten by her!

Song Qian's back was cold, and how old would she be next?

Bored in his room, Song Qian got up and went to Pei Yilin.

Kang Lu was guarding the door of the study. Song Qian asked softly, "Is Boss Pei inside?"

Kang Lu nodded.

Song Qian knocked on the door three times and walked in.

Pei Yilin had heard Song Qian's voice for a long time. He put up the shelf and pretended to be dealing with the documents.

"Boss Pei." Song Qian said softly.

Pei Yilin didn't answer.

"Well... Thank you for saving me." Song Qian's voice was very low, but she always had a clear sense of gratitude and resentment. If Pei Yilin had just let her live and die, she would have harassed the king of hell to give her a few decades to live!

Only then did Pei Yilin look up. Song Qian happened to see the bite on his lips.

Seeing Song Qian's face turn red all of a sudden, Pei Yilin was sure that something terrible must have occurred to her mind again!

Subconsciously, he touched his swollen lips, his black eyes shining brightly.

"According to your logic, aren't you my savior?" Pei Yilin's voice was still cold.

For some reason, every time she met Song Qian, Pei Yilin wanted to argue with her maliciously.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" Song Qian smiled awkwardly. "Nothing. I'll go to work first."

"Bodyguard Song." Pei Yilin called out to Song Qian.

"Hmm?"

Pei Yilin's thin lips moved and his voice floated out, "The total medical expenses is 120,000 yuan."

Seeing that song qian was suddenly so angry that even the door was slammed shut, Pei Yilin's brows tightened and then loosened, revealing a gentle and indulgent smile, showing his arrogance and arrogance.

...

A week passed, and Song Qian tried all sorts of ways to persuade Mengmeng to leave. Soft, hard, and even tied, all failed.

The relationship between Song Qian and Pei Yilin became especially strange. Most of the time, Pei Yilin had the upper hand, and Song Qian seized the opportunity and had to retaliate.

Once or twice, Song Qian became a habitual person who pulled her teeth out of her mouth. There were many bodyguards and maids in the villa who played well with her and often secretly talked about her "Uniqueness" in Pei Yilin's eyes.

On this day, the clouds were floating in the blue sky, changing all kinds of postures very comfortably.

"Elder brother Yilin, the sun is shining on your butt. Haven't you woken up yet?" A man's voice sounded from under the villa.

Song Qian woke up early and stood quietly at the door of his bedroom as a bodyguard. Hearing the sound of the stairs ticking, the whole villa became unusually lively.

Faang Zikuang, the second-in-command of the the Dark Night Empire, had changed his name. He knew it was an arrogant and domineering character from the moment he heard it. If he could be the second-in-command of course, his name was worth it.

Song Qian said in his heart: look at how fang zikuang can run amok in Pei Yilin's house, Pei Yilin must have a lot of connections with the the Dark Night Empire boss, right?

Pei Yilin was a man who was too cold to be provoked. With the the Dark Night Empire, did he want to be the living god of death?

Faang Zikuang looked at Song Qian, his eyes narrowed, revealing a beautiful light, and asked, "Are you elder brother Yilin's new favorite?"

Faang Zikuang was definitely a seductive race, with fair skin, two thick eyebrows with soft ripples, beautiful red phoenix eyes raised up, as if they had been smiling all along, pink lips like peach petals, from where the excess of peach blossoms bloom.

Seeing that Song Qian did not respond, Faang Zikuang continued to be curious, "What is so different about you?"

As soon as he spoke, Faang Zikuang took Song Qian into his arms.

Hugging this man was like hugging a sweet and gentle woman. Faang Zikuang's heart was beating faster and tighter. She found that Song Qian's body was so soft!

It's amazing. The more this man hugs, the easier it is to hug him!

Song Qian clenched his fists. Just as he was about to cripple Faang Zikuang in bed for a few days, the bedroom door opened, and a cold and gloomy breath came.

Song Qian was already familiar with the smell of Pei Yilin.

Faang Zikuang finally let go of Song Qian. When the temperature peeled off, he was reluctant.

Looking at Pei Yilin again, his face was cold and cold, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he was sharpening the knife to cut Song Qian.

Song Qian couldn't help but shiver. Today was her first time meeting Pei Yilin, and his pure anger at her made her feel so innocent.

Faang Zikuang opened her lips slightly in surprise, looked at Song Qian, then at Pei Yilin, and asked, "Are you jealous?"

Pei Yilin glared at Faang Zikuang, but in an instant, there was no emotion in his dark eyes.

"I called you here for business." Pei Yilin's voice was cold.

Faang Zikuang approached Song Qian, looked at her with a wink, and then replied, "When did I delay my business?"

Song Qian took the opportunity to step back behind Pei Yilin and dodged Faang Zikuang's hand.

Faang Zikuang smiled bitterly and said to Pei Yilin, "Those killers, little cass! Don't worry, I'll let them tell me who's behind this!"

As he spoke, Faang Zikuang winked at Song Qian again before making his way to the dungeon.

"Do you want to take a look?" Pei Yilin asked song qian.

"Okay." Song Qian readily agreed.

Anyway, if Pei Yilin had any doubts about her, the best way for her to clear her name was to follow her.

Song Qian and Kang Lu followed behind Pei Yilin. Song Qian could not help but ask in a low voice, "Why does this fanatic call Mr. Pei' elder brother Yilin'? It sounds weird."

"Mr. Fang is deliberately imitating Mr. Pei's niece." Kang Lu explained in a low voice.

Pei Yilin walked ahead, deliberately slowing down. Listening to Song Qian and Kang Lu talking, his dark eyes were as cold as midnight.

The dungeon was cold and damp, and in order to accommodate the strange atmosphere, even the lights were turned on very dark.

It was only at this moment that the assassins who were captured alive by Song Qian appeared in houting. Song Qian had to admire Pei Yilin's methods.

For the past few days, Pei Yilin didn't interrogate these killers. He just left them here, fed them water instead of food, and held their last breath.

At a time when killers are weak, it's much easier to ask questions.

"Tell me, who is the messenger behind this?" Fang zi asked furiously. When he was working, he still had a cynical smile on his face.

The killers didn't say a word.

"You still have a hard mouth?" A light flashed in Faang Zikuang's eyes. The moment he pulled out his knife, a cold light shone in the eyes of the killers.

"It's been a long time since I killed anyone." Fang zi chuckled, then cut off a piece of flesh from one of the assassins' arms.

The killer endured his silence and fainted from the pain.

Song Qian frowned slightly. Faang Zikuang was like a devil with a smile on his face. The more unrestrained the smile on his face, the fiercer the heart.

The people in the the Dark Night Empire are really not to be trifled with!

Pei Yilin's eyes fell on Song Qian, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

"Scared?" Pei Yilin asked.

Song Qian loosened his brow.

Afraid?

The thought that was deeply instilled in her mind was: if you don't kill him today, he will kill you tomorrow.

She just felt that Faang Zikuang's way was too bloody.

"There can actually be a simpler way." Song Qian whispered.

"Oh?" Pei Yilin raised his voice. "Zikuang, step back and let Bodyguard Song try."

Faang Zikuang also looked at Song Qian and said, "Little man, I'm really starting to be interested in you."

Sweat dripping -

Song Qian could only pretend that Faang Zikuang was joking and said with an indifferent face, "Please ask miss Xia Er'lan to quickly cook a few dishes."

Kang Lu immediately followed suit.

At this moment, a famous killer shouted, "Pei Yilin, don't dream that one of us will speak! You are simply slandering our killer spirit!"

Pei Yilin laughed coldly, his domineering demeanor frightening from the bottom of his heart.

Song Qian was not in a hurry, but could fang zikuang not keep circling her? She was worried that her identity as a woman would be compromised.

"Zikuang." Pei Yilin's voice was calm but serious. "Even if you mess around with women, do you treat men the same way?"

Faang Zikuang's long fingers lifted Song Qian's jaw. "Where does this guy look like a man?"

Song Qian could clearly smell the smoke between Faang Zikuang's fingers. She frowned, opened his hand and said in a low voice, "Mr. Fang, please respect yourself."

"Oh ho ho!" Faang Zikuang was obviously more interested. "Why are you acting like a girl? I heard you were fighting so hard, why don't you..."

Before he could finish, Faang Zikuang punched song qian.

Song Qian reacted quickly and curled her lips. Although she pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, her identity as a gold medal killer was not to be insulted!

After a few moves, Faang Zikuang didn't get the upper hand.

Faang Zikuang was the one who was getting more and more excited. An idea popped into his mind: touch his chest and play!

Fang zi threw out his left hand and quickly changed into his right hand.

Song Qian did not expect the other party to do this. Coincidentally, she was in a dead corner. It was easy to retreat safely, but she would definitely be touched by fang zi.