Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

Joyce sat on the sofa and saw Pei Yilin and yuchi haolan coming. He got up and said, "Xirong, go and pour tea for the four of you."

Song Qian watched secretly. Qin Xirong was elegant and distinguished in every move.

Song Qian confirmed once again that Qin Xirong was indeed an impeccable woman.

"The two great talents of Z City, haven't we seen each other for another two or three years?" Joyce asked with a smile.

Yuchi Haolan was polite. "Mr. Qiao is very busy. It's my honor to see him once every two or three years."

Pei Yilin raised the corner of his lips and did not reply. He just looked at Yuchi Haolan with disapproval.

Yuchi Haolan was the only child in the ye family. Although he was a grandson, the right of inheritance was destined to fall into his hands.

The Ye family's business is as big as that of the the Ye family, and the hidden wealth will not be much less than the pei family. However, the two families are enemies from the previous generation, to the next generation, and then become enemies.

Song Qian didn't understand why. She just thought it was a good time to slip away and take the money with Mengmeng.

"Tea, please." When Qin Xirong delivered the water, he bent slightly, revealing a deep chasm and a delicate white pounce.

Song qian moved her eyes away and subconsciously looked at her chest, deciding not to humiliate herself. Although she was also very promising, she was still no match for Qin Xirong.

Pei Yilin watched Song Qian's every move, and he felt like laughing for no reason.

Was Song Qian so concerned about comparing himself to Qin Xirong because he was jealous?

This stupid woman?

She and Qin Xirong are completely different types. What's there to compare?

Seeing Pei Yilin looking down at Song Qian, Qin Xirong's eyes narrowed. She looked at Yuchi Haolan again, and he looked at Song Qian.

Qin Xirong wondered: what exactly is this Song Qian capable of?

Back then, Qin Xirong was Pei Yilin's only recognized girlfriend, but he didn't look at her that way.

A wave of jealousy rose in her heart, and with hatred, the smile on Qin Xirong's face blossomed more and more.

Joyce sat and chatted with Pei Yilin and Yuchi Haolan. Song Qian had been looking for an opportunity. She planned the escape time in her mind and simulated the scene of the escape to try to succeed at once!

Instinctively, the plan was almost complete. Song Qian got up, smiled gently and generously, and said, "I'll go out first."

Pei Yilin frowned. Why did he always feel that Song Qian was plotting something in secret?

Run away?

Then let her try who's better!

"This new secretary of Yilin's is beautiful and elegant, and she speaks very appropriately. It seems that she has recruited another capable general!" Joyce exclaimed.

Pei Yilin looked at Yuchi Haolan provocatively and said to Joyce, "She's not just my secretary."

Joyce smiled deeply. "You!" He nodded. "He's in his prime. There's nothing wrong with that." There was a deep meaning in his tone.

"Old qiao was wrong." Pei Yilin corrected, "Qian is my fiancee."

"Oh?" Joyce raised his eyebrows with interest. "Then I'll congratulate you!" He thought Song Qian was just a little lover of Pei Yilin!

Joyce looked at Song Qian's back. He always felt that he had seen that woman somewhere, but he couldn't remember the exact occasion.

Yuchi Haolan ignored him and asked, "Isn't Boss Pei's fiancee the the Xiang family's miss Xiang Yuqing?"

Pei Yilin's momentum immediately returned to the past: "Is it possible that Mr. Yuchi knows more about my fiancee than I do?"

"That won't happen." Yuchi Haolan still acted like a gentleman. "I just heard from my mother a while ago that xiang family is preparing for the wedding. Isn't it you who the groom is?"

Pei Yilin curled his lips and said, "Maybe the groom will be you?"

Yuchi hao lan smiled faintly. "My fiancee, pei will always see her!"

Qin Xirong secretly looked at Pei Yilin and Yuchi Haolan. They were still like this. They would argue openly and insinuate when they met, but this time, the object of their argument had nothing to do with her.

Song Qian left the room, and she walked out in the open. Before she could take a few steps, someone stopped her.

"Stop!" It was a tall and strong man.

Song Qian turned around and was already on alert.

The man approached her and asked, "Where is the bathroom?"

"There." Song Qian pointed at it.

The man nodded at her, then turned around and left.

Song Qian wondered if this man, who seemed to be a master, would be Joyce's bodyguard?

Song Qian couldn't figure it out. Only a few meters away did he hear the constant gunfire.

Not good!

Something happened!

Song Qian had two choices at the moment. One was to leave while the plan was in disarray. The other was to go back and see what was going on.

Pei Yilin, Yuchi Haolan, and Joyce had so many bodyguards that they could be said to be impenetrable, but Song Qian was still worried that those people had the guts to come, so they must have a thorough plan.

Could something happen to Pei Yilin?

Song Qian walked back almost without making a decision.

Song Qian would never reveal a shred of her killer identity in life, but when danger approached, she was no weakling.

She pulled out the gun she was carrying and ran forward.

But by the time she arrived, the battlefield had already shifted.

Damn it!

How could they be so fast?

Song Qian could only chase after the gunshots. She sensed something was wrong, but she could not tell what was wrong for a while.

There were several people shooting at song qian, and she quickly hid, aimed, and shot one by one.

After she had cleared the road ahead, she quickly ran over to meet Pei Yilin and the others.

Pei Yilin and Qin Xirong stood very close, and the two of them looked like they had just been through thick and thin.

"Yilin!" Qin Xirong shouted and a loud gunshot shot shot shot past Song Qian's ear.

Qin Xirong stood in front of Pei Yilin, her back stained with blood, and Song Qian was the one holding the gun.

Pei Yilin quickly hugged Qin Xirong, who was about to fall to the ground, and then glared at Song Qian.

Song Qian looked behind her subconsciously. There was no one left, but that shot was fired by someone behind her. It had nothing to do with her.

The man's movements were quick and light, and even when he appeared behind her, she had just noticed that the gun rang and Qin Xirong was shot down.

"Call an ambulance." Pei Yilin's voice was cold as ice. "Call an ambulance!"

"I'm fine." Qin Xirong whispered, "I'm glad you're still nervous about me."

Song Qian looked at Pei Yilin. He looked at her so fiercely just now. Was he suspecting that she was going to kill him?

Song Qian's lips twitched.

That's funny!

Why should she expect him to believe her?

None of Joyce's bodyguards covered it. The gunfight quickly subsided, but they failed to catch a person who was still alive.

Everyone was suspicious of Song Qian.

"Secretary song, please explain. What's going on?" Joyce asked, apparently targeting Song Qian as an enemy.

"I haven't found out yet." Song Qian whispered.

She knew that in the absence of evidence, what she said was equivalent to farting.

"The surveillance shows that the man who was about to kill Joyce spoke to you." The bodyguard next to Joyce produced evidence. "There's going to be such a coincidence. You just went out to talk to this man, and then you pointed to where we were, and then they attacked."

Song Qian thought, "Of course it's not a coincidence!"

Could someone be trying to frame her?

"What about the surveillance?" Song Qian asked.

"The bullet hit the monitor. There's nothing behind it." The bodyguard said.

Yuchi haolan went to Song Qian's side and said forcefully, "If Qian did it, why did she do it so obviously and let you investigate the evidence?"

Song qian smiled at Yuchi Haolan and was glad that there was someone else who could trust her at this time.

"Xirong." Joyce asked Qin Xirong, "Did secretary song shoot you just now?"

Song Qian frowned. Right now, whether Qin Xirong said "Yes" or "No," she didn't seem to be able to clear her name.

Qin Xirong looked at Song Qian, then at Pei Yilin, and whispered, "No."

Joyce's secretary said quickly, "Xirong, you have to tell the truth."

"What do you mean?" Pei Yilin said coldly, "Does it have to be planted on my fiancee to solve the problem?"

The secretary stopped talking. Joyce saw that Pei Yilin and Yuchi Haolan were protecting Song Qian and decided not to pursue it for the time being.

"My gun is a homemade bullet." Song Qian finally opened his mouth. "If I shot Miss Qin, I'll know after checking the bullet on her back."

With that, Song Qian handed the gun to Joyce.

Pei Yilin looked at Song Qian. His eyes were complicated. It was not that he did not believe her, but that he sensed the complexity and the target.

Soon, the ambulance arrived.

Qin Xirong's injury was not serious. The bullet was taken out, which was different from the bullet in song qian's gun.

"It's okay." Yuchi Haolan comforted him softly. "No matter what, I believe you unconditionally."

Song Qian smiled sadly. Her heart ached not because she was misunderstood, but because of Pei Yilin's glare, because he was nervous about Qin Xirong's expression.

Until this moment, Song Qian had to admit that she had feelings for Pei Yilin.

Although she tried so hard to suppress it that she thought she could forget it by running away from him, she finally realized that some people, love is love, not so easy to forcefully forget.

After waiting for a long time and not seeing Song Qian coming back, Qian Mengmeng couldn't help but call mommy.

"Mommy, your precious daughter misses you so much!" Qian Mengmeng said coquettishly.

"Mengmeng." Song Qian whispered, "Something's wrong with mommy. Can you sleep first?"

"Situation?" Qian Mengmeng suddenly became nervous. "Mommy, what's the situation?"

"Nothing. You go to bed first. Mommy will kiss you when she comes back, okay?" Song Qian coaxed.

"All right then." Qian Mengmeng answered, "Mommy, don't come back too late with daddy!"

After hanging up the phone, Song Qian looked at Pei Yilin and Qin Xirong in the ward, one caring, one gentle.

I have to say, the two of them are really on the right track!