Song Yang would naturally not refuse such a request, as he had already harbored this idea.

Just like a delicious meal, the best way to enjoy it is to finish it all.

And that flight attendant uniform, which came from a system lottery, has also been returned to its rightful owner, 5.3.

After glancing at Xing Lu, who was still asleep, Song Yang did not disturb her and quietly got out of bed.

He picked up his phone and checked the time; it was not yet nine o'clock, which meant he had only slept for less than three hours.

After washing up in the bathroom, Song Yang got dressed and left the room.

He wasn't planning to just pull up his pants and leave; he intended to go to the hotel restaurant for breakfast.

After working hard for most of the night, although I still had plenty of energy and could go on for a few more rounds, I was inevitably hungry.

Energy is conserved; if it is consumed, it naturally needs to be replenished.

Otherwise, if you keep pushing yourself to the limit, even the strongest body will break down.

Chapter 293: He Yimei: I'll stay with you for a month!

Coincidentally.

As soon as Song Yang came out of his room, he saw that the door to the room opposite his was also open.

"What a coincidence, Miss He."

Seeing that He Yimei had actually stayed in the room across the street yesterday, Song Yang felt a sense of unease, as if he had encountered her all along.

Unlike Song Yang, He Yimei gritted her teeth:

"Song Yang!"

"Ah."

Song Yang responded with a smile.

"I'm sorry, Ms. He."

"I was so busy last night that I couldn't find the time."

"But I didn't expect you to live in the room opposite mine, otherwise I would definitely have made time to chat with you."

"It would be best if you came to my room for a visit."

Looking at He Yimei's delicate and pretty face, Song Yang's gaze was filled with undisguised interest.

Putting aside everything else, Yang Tianbao's looks are quite striking.

From the moment he first saw the other person yesterday, he felt an urge to get to know them better.

More importantly, in He Yimei's identity in this world, the other person's face is genuinely all-natural.

Cosmetic surgery is absolutely impossible.

As for whether Yang Tianbao in that world had undergone plastic surgery, that remains to be seen and is left for the people of that world to consider.

Facing Song Yang's unrestrained gaze, He Yimei showed no fear whatsoever.

Hearing the other person's words, he couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

Sit down?

I'm afraid it's just something to do!

After regaining her composure, He Yimei spoke calmly:

"Is Mr. Song free right now?"

"Yes, I have."

Song Yang nodded and invited:

"I was just about to go downstairs for breakfast."

"We can eat and chat at the same time."

"No need!"

He Yimei directly refused Song Yang's invitation.

Then, looking at the other party coldly, he stated his conditions very bluntly:

You should know why I'm looking for you.

"I won't waste any more words. Delete all backups related to Yi Chen, and stop bothering Zhao Mosheng!"

"I can stay with you for a month, and you can do whatever you want during that time."

"We'll be even after a month!"

"One month!"

Song Yang said with some envy:

"Attorney He is truly enviable."

"So many women are willing to sacrifice themselves for him."

"I love helping others achieve their goals, so it's settled then!"

Seeing Song Yang's quick agreement, He Yimei couldn't help but become suspicious, but she had no choice but to give him a cold warning:

"You better keep your word!"

"Otherwise, you'll definitely regret it!"

"Do not worry."

Song Yang smiled, then said seriously:

"I have many strengths, and keeping my word is one of them!"

"hehe..."

He Yimei chuckled.

"Let's go, come with me to have breakfast first."

Having agreed on the terms, Song Yang didn't hold back.

As he spoke, he reached out his right hand and put his arm around He Yimei's slender waist.

He Yimei subconsciously struggled and broke free from Song Yang's grasp.

Song Yang did not stop him, and just quietly watched the other person.

Otherwise, even if He Yimei broke her back, she wouldn't be able to break free.

However, the system notification sounded as expected the instant contact occurred:

"Interact with the character He Yimei in the storyline: Gain 2 chances to win a prize."

The fact that two chances to win a prize indicates that there is still a lot of room for development.

Meeting Song Yang's gaze, He Yimei felt heavy-hearted.

Even though I had made ample mental preparations beforehand, I still had an instinctive resistance when the time came.

After all, she was dealing with a man who was forcing her, not someone with whom she had a mutual agreement.

But ultimately, we still have to accept it!

One month!

Just one month!

A month goes by quickly!

After comforting herself for a few moments, He Yimei took Song Yang's arm.

Seeing this, Song Yang smiled slightly:

"Miss He, if you're not happy about it, then forget it."

He Yimei didn't speak, but silently hugged Song Yang's arm even tighter.

Unfortunately, in terms of her figure, calling her flat-chested might be a bit of an exaggeration, but she really doesn't have much of a figure.

Compared to Zhao Mosheng, they are worlds apart.

"Ms. He, your cleavage is too shallow."

Song Yang shook his head and pulled his hand away from He Yimei's embrace.

Just when He Yimei thought Song Yang was going to back out, the hand returned to her body.

"There's more meat here."

He Yichen tensed up instantly, instinctively wanting to move away from the pert buttocks.

But when she met Song Yang's gaze, she ultimately managed to suppress her anger.

And so, Song Yang took He Yimei to the restaurant.

While eating the breakfast provided by the hotel, Song Yang turned his head to look at He Yimei:

"Miss He, aren't you going to eat something?"

"..."

He Yimei frowned, pursed her lips, and remained silent.

At this point, she had no appetite for breakfast, especially with a hand misbehaving under the table.

Seeing that He Yimei remained silent, Song Yang asked to himself:

"Ms. He, I have a question for you."

Do you have a boyfriend now?

He Yimei's expression changed slightly, and she said calmly:

"What does this have to do with you?"

"Of course it does."

Song Yang smiled and said:

"If you have a boyfriend."

"What if your boyfriend sees you with me one day and comes looking for trouble with me?"

"Don't worry, I don't have a boyfriend."

He Yimei shook her head calmly.

She wasn't lying to Song Yang; she genuinely didn't have a boyfriend, but she did have suitors, and was even planning to accept one of them.

After all, He Yichen and Zhao Mosheng have been married for almost half a year, and it's time for her to start a new life.

But what no one expected was that what they thought was happiness and bliss actually concealed such turbulent undercurrents.

"That's good."

Song Yang nodded and smiled:

"Then this month, I'll be your boyfriend."

"what ever."

He Yimei said calmly.

"Ah."

Song Yang's smile widened, and he didn't say anything more.

Since he's He Yimei's boyfriend, it's natural to go and meet He Yimei's brother-in-law, Attorney He. I wonder what his expression will be.

Song Yang was looking forward to it, but that was for the future; 473 didn't have time for that now.

Even He Yimei, who had promised him she could do whatever she wanted with him, he didn't plan to do anything to her today.

It's not that we don't have the energy, but there's no need to rush.

Breakfast was finished quickly.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like